《His Midnight Angel》Chapter 8
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Girl on top is Alex
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( Alexandra's POV )
So this was freedom? I ran next to Margo and Jessie. Jessie and Margo were both in their wolf forms, but I was easily keeping pace with them. We were running so fast it felt like I was flying. I had been here for three months and for the first time in my life I was happy. We ran for what felt like hours and hours, and by the end of it, Michael and Daniel were with us. Micheal's strong white wolf never failed to take my breath away.
When we finally stopped to rest and get water, I was suddenly pulled into a trance. It was like the rest of the world disappeared.
A burning sensation started at my tail bone. The pain wasn't so bad at first. It was subtle at first. but it gradually began to burn with more intensity. And then it was so unbearable I fell immediately to the ground and almost fainted. But I stayed just at the edge of consciousness. I thought I'd be able to slip away and let the pain take me, but I felt everything. I distantly heard someone come over to my side. "Alex?" A voice questioned. I writhed on the ground in pain. So this was the beginning of the change.
"Alex!" It was from Jessie. I thought of all the pain I had gone through my whole life. All of the beatings, the lashings, all of the emotional and physical abuse. I realized that nothing was as painful as this. I was changing. My pack didn't want me to be like them. I relished the pain even though it was awful. I let it take me, and I reveled in the fact that if I could survive all of that pain then I could survive this too. Even if I didn't have my friends by my side.
"Shhh it's okay, it almost over," soothed Micheal. He and I had grown close over the last few months.
Slowly the pain traveled up my spine and into my arms and legs. That's when things started to snap and pop out of place. Each bone rearranging and popping into a new place. but then the pain reached my neck and my skull. This was the worst part. My snout was elongating, but it felt like my brain was being compressed and squeezed. the pressure behind my eyes was unbearable and stars danced across my vision. Then the pain was gone. Gone as fast as it had come. I opened my eyes and everything came into clear focus.
I heard what sounded like gasps but I couldn't be sure. I stood up and looked down I realized that I had phased for the first time.
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"Alex, do you know how to phase back?" Daniel asked slowly as if a sudden move might set me off. The look in his eyes scared me down to my bones. He looked pale and scared. I didn't want anyone to be scared of me. With a small whimper, I ran away from them. I wanted to get away from that look. How bad was it? Were all of my scars out in the open now? Was I horribly disfigured? Did they think I wouldn't be able to turn back? Fear suddenly sliced through me. What if I couldn't turn back? I had heard of some wolves being so scarred from their past that they simply remained in their wolf forms forever.
Michael said through the pack link. I looked around frantically. I didn't want him to find me, so I continued to run. Thinking back on it, I should have taken the time to appreciate the feeling of the earth beneath my paws. I should have paid attention to all of the sounds and smells that surrounded me. I should have taken a moment to stop and feel the wind in my fur. But Micheal was on my tail and I didn't want to face the fears that were slowly eating me alive. But I should have known that it wouldn't take him long to catch up to me. He cut me off so suddenly, that it caused me to run into him and we both tumbled to the ground, with him on top of me. I looked into his eyes and I swear I lost my breath for a moment. When he finally took a moment to really look at me, he got off of me and bowed down.
"Ummm... Whatcha doin'?" Confusion coating my voice. He looked up at me shocked. Almost as if I hadn't known the dirty little secret.
He said confused
I said to him annoyance coating my voice.
It took me a second to figure out what he said. Oh my... I'm a black wolf. Black wolves were incredibly rare. Among normal wolves, they're not terribly uncommon, but among werewolves, black wolves are bigger and stronger than other wolves. Usually, they were Alpha's or ranked among the important roles in our society. Not only did their dark coat give them an advantage in the wild, but they were stronger and faster than other wolves. It's impossible that I'm one. I was insignificant, unimportant, and unmentionable to the world.
I turned and ran away from him. To think I liked him. Yes, I admit it I liked him. I was finally getting over Jack. Michael makes me laugh and smile for real. I don't know how he feels about me, but I know how I feel about him. He says my wolf will come back, and when she does she will be spectacular in all ways. He says that I don't need to be saved. He says I'm strong and no one can ever take that away from me.
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said a voice in my head. I let a small yelp out of shock.
Your wolf.confirming the unasked question in my mind.
I say excitement coloring my voice. As cheesy as I sound, a wolf's consciousness is like a built-in best friend. And sometimes your worst enemy.
How do I change? I need to be human!
Just think of your self as human but go back before you change. I don't want anyone to see us. She sighed
Voices called out my name and I wasn't sure what to do next.
"Alex!" they were calling for me. I sprinted to them. "Jessie! She's here!" Screamed Margo. Margo looked at me with awe. I ran around her and went to the closest tree. Okay, let's do this. How do I change? Human, okay think human. I relaxed my shoulders and when I looked down, I still saw paws. black paws. They were right. I'm still a wolf! Suddenly the same intense burning starts at the base of my spine. This pain is just like the first one only it is five times worse due to all of my heightened senses. I collapsed in a heap. I whimpered and thrashed around on the floor. Again It feels as if my whole body is on fire. It moves up to my chest. This pain intensifies. Up to my head, it feels like my head is being split in half, stretched, and squished.
Then it stops.
I poked my head out from behind the tree and called out Margo's name. She went to go find me some clothes but gave me her jacket to wrap around myself. When I finally had clothes on, Daniel and I went to go have a meeting in his office.
Daniel started the conversation as "Alex do you know what color your wolf is?"
I let my silence answer me.
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( jack's POV )
Pain, so much pain.
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( Jessie's POV )
Alex had become one of my best friends. It broke my heart to see her in so much pain, when she was changing. But there was only so much we could do. When she went missing, Margo and I were running around screaming her name at the top of our lungs. Frantically trying to find her. Alex was asleep now. When she turned back into a human and went back into the house to talk with daniel she passed out in the middle of their conversation. I remember when I changed. I slept for like three days after. I can only imagine what kind of things were running through her head. To suddenly be so rare and important after going so long thinking you were insignificant was a heartbreaking revelation.
I stood outside her room, standing guard. Micheal had wanted to be here, but he looked like he was ready to fall over in exhaustion. Micheal was my big brother. How could I not have his best interest at heart?
I heard whimpering coming from Alex's room and I was instantly on alert. When I quietly walked into her room I was utterly shocked at what I saw. She was changing.
Her frizzy short hair was growing out so that it was now long, wavy, and went to her waist. Her hair was already dark brown, but it went several shades darker to midnight black. Her round face thinned out and any kind of skin blemish seemed to correct itself. Her milky skin seemed to almost shine. She was shining almost as brightly as the Moon Goddess herself. Alex bolted upright in bed, almost as if she was a marionette puppet. Her eyes sprang open and her green eyes went silver. Her pale face seemed to brighten with color and her pale lips filled in just a little and turned a soft pink color. She was truly stunning.
"Jessie?" Is something wrong? " said Margo walking by the room. "Holy cheese and rice!" she exclaimed.
As if being held by a string I watched as Alex began to rise out of her bed. Even though her eyes were wide open I couldn't exactly tell if she was awake. And then suddenly she was floating in air. Suspended in time.
"Margo! Go and get the Alpha!"
"Aghhhhhhhh," Alex screamed I looked and saw dark black wings coming out of her back.
"It's her," Margo whispered. I looked over at Margo confused. As soon as it looked like her wings were free she slowly descended and was resting softly on her bed. She only screamed the one time other wise she was completely silent. I know that if it were me I would be crying like a little bitch. Margo and I watch as Alex came around. She slowly sat up and tried to get her bearings. She was definitely shocked but again handled the situation with grace. As opposed to my screaming and crying.
Alex examined her new wings with awe. They were beautiful. She looked at us and said "please tell me you see this too?" She said with shock. we nodded our mouths hanging open. A look of relief crossed her face.
"Are you gonna tell anyone?" I ask
"Just the people who need to know." She said absently.
"What are gonna do now?"
"I'm gonna learn to fly."
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