A Wolf's Tale

by Blake Seeger

control. I looked through the wolf’s eyes and saw that I was at least seven feet tall and I was upright. I was not happy that I was that form but I was happy that I was in control. I should say somewhat in control. I saw bushes rustling in the distance and I was off and chasing after what was behind it. I wasn’t in full control but I was on my way there. I grew happier everyday knowing that I could learn to take full control. Sadly, though I hit a snag and spent a few years trying. I was about to give up when I got a mysterious note in my door one day. All it said was to eat raw meat just before. I had no clue how that helped but on a night of a full moon, I ate a few birds and sat. I waited and when I transformed I didn’t chase after anything that moved. Whoever sent that note was right, and that’s when it hit me. I was a little slow on the uptake and didn’t even notice I had a stalker. They had somehow eluded my senses. I did a furry face palm if you will. I spent that whole night pondering who could have been following me. Moreover, I had wondered if they were human or something else. It was months before I had gotten another note it had said to meet them at the same spot I always go to change on the day of the next full moon. Do you remember what I said before about werewolves not being romantic like they’re normally portrayed? Well, I didn’t state that correctly. What I meant was that not all werewolves are romantic. If you haven’t guessed from what I just said, the mysterious person was female. I told you it would get better.

  The One

  Do you know that feeling you get when you see a person and you are meant to be with them? Some would call this person 'The One'. As soon as she came into my view, my heart started racing. I had to hold back from giving a stereotypical howl. With her five foot 10 inch height, slender body, long legs and dirty blond hair, she was absolutely gorgeous. I'll leave other features for you to imagine.

  As I drew close, she turned towards me and as soon as our eyes met, I literally felt a small spark course through me. She introduced herself as Barbara Holmes. Not only was she beautiful, her name was beautiful as well, and not even ten seconds after we had stared at one another, I had tripped over something and fell flat on my face. Our first meeting wasn't so inspirational. For the rest of the day we talked. She told me she was human. I almost didn't believe her. If it wasn't for my nose, I wouldn't have been able to tell. She told me about the first time she saw me. It was back during my first wolf-out that she saw me. She said I was circling her cottage. She told me she looked through the window and saw a dark, upright creature with long claws. I had walked up to one of the porch lights and she described my face as that of curious newborns. She wasn’t sure who or what it was but she felt in her heart that she should try to help me. I was really shocked when she had told me how she evaded me. She had been watching me the second time around and I had lost a small patch of fur. She pulled out necklace that she fashioned out of it. I was falling deeper in love with her as she told me more.

  She eventually got around to telling me that she recognized the meditations I did and she easily pieced things together. She then went and dug deeper into the internet for me. If that first meeting weren’t as awkward as it was, I would have kissed her. She then surprised me even more when she told me that the supernatural and she would love to help me. She had even promised that she would keep it a secret. Although she pretty much stalked me, I believed her. She looked at the face of a monster and saw a creature in need of help. Her eyes were open to reality. The loser side of me wanted to come out but it didn’t have a chance. We had talked so much that neither of us noticed the sun setting and the moon beginning to rise. Seeing as how she was experienced with my wolf-out, I didn’t feel the need to tell her to leave. I did tell her to step back though. She didn’t hesitate. She knew how horrible it really was.

  I had transformed once again, and saw her from a new height. I was in absolute control. I had no urges to lunge at her or eat her. That felt fantastic. I was in the presence of a human and not once did I feel the beast. It was awkward but we both sat down and continued talking. It was a magical night for the both of us, and no I don’t mean anything sexual. I only meant that we were able to share our stories with each other. We chatted up a storm all the way until early morning. Luckily, I noticed because I stopped and ran for the nearest bush to hide in. When I came to, Barbara was standing over me, holding my clothes just above me and was giggling. Yet again, I was embarrassed. You would think that I wouldn’t be feeling this way solely because of what I was. I mean who would believe that a creature of the night could be embarrassed by nudity. Usually I wouldn’t have been that way. If any guys are reading this and are in love with someone, you’ll know what I mean when I say that women make us do crazy things and make certain felling arise.

  For the next eight months, we hung out together. During the first month, she had asked if she could move in with me for a bit. She wouldn’t say why but I respected her wishes. As time went on, our hangouts started turning into dates. We would go out to eat each night and sometimes caught a movie. We would always try to catch any monster movie. We would silently pick out what was true and what was false.

  Our little bubble of happiness was soon to end as we came home to a mess. My apartment had been ransacked. Thankfully, nothing was stolen. I called it in, the police did what they needed to do and we all got back to our lives. That day after the incident was the last day that I would ever see my apartment. The day started off like any other. Barb, and me, I would sometimes call her that to get a reaction, went out for a quick breakfast at a simple restaurant down the street before I headed into work. It was while we were ordering that I saw a suspicious man in out of the corner of my eye. Instincts told me to grab Barbara and run.

  We didn’t know what we were running from but wherever we went, they eventually found us. We were on the run for about a year before I finally gave in and decided to face our pursuer. When had eventually come to South Dakota when I had finally decided to confront the man and asked him why he was following us. He then proceeded to show us a scar in the shape of a bite mark on one his legs. All he said was that we needed to come with him. I was fed up and agreed to go. I had to reassure Barbara that she would be safe but she eventually agreed as well. The man then pulled out a cell phone and made a quick call while escorting us to a vehicle on the other side of the street. They took us to a private airstrip and we had to board a private plane. I know I said location didn’t matter but that was only in regards to my home. Anyways, we flew from South Dakota to New York. I was confused as to why we needed to be in NY but I was sure I would get my answer soon enough.

  When we got off the plane, we were put in a limo and taken to a mansion just outside of the city. That man was still with us and he was watching us like a hawk. Who would even try to escape? We pulled up to the front and through the double doors; we could see many people conversing. I had begun to think that I was worried over nothing.

  We were led up the stairs at the end of that front room and down a long hallway. A normal door sat just at the end and inside was a woman sitting at a desk. She introduced herself as Katarina. She never gave me us last name. I looked over at Barbara and she seemed to be taking things a bit better than I thought she would. Once we got in the mansion, the smell of the place gave everything away. Katarina was the head of a pack of werewolves. She sensed my birth and sent one of her cronies to get me. She wasn’t expecting a human so she gave a look of annoyance as she sized us up. She motioned for one of her guards to take Barbara out of the room. She wanted to have a private conversation with me.

  She asked how I was made and to describe who made me. She looked a bit disappointed that I didn’t know who had left their mark on me. She reassured me that I would eventually run into them. Now that she knew my story, she turned the questions towards Barb. I had to tell her how she found out about me and how she then helped me. She was quiet for a while and then asked if I loved her. I told her how much I cared for her and that I would fight for her if she were threatened. I felt silly about that last part as she told me that sh
e had no intention of harming her. She then told me how she had housing to give us and could help us with getting work. She pushed her offer for me to join the pack. I liked the feel of the place and the people we saw on the way in. The bodyguards brought Barbara back in and Katarina explained everything about the pack and what they represented. They all cared for one another, and didn’t attack humans. She took us on a tour of the mansion and showed us the many training rooms. She even mentioned about control training for those that needed it. She said that that training would take place in the reinforced basement as not to harm anyone. I didn’t need to worry about that anymore. She then took us to the indoor gym that had a sparring cage. There were even two people fighting in wolf form. I had to stop Katarina and ask her about it. It was daytime and a full moon had just passed. All she said that some were gifted with the ability to transform whenever they wanted. After the tour and on our way out the door Katarina added that if I was called for something, I was to come immediately. She also said that I had to do as I was