His Moonlight

Chapter 8

Nerina's POV

I took a much-needed run towards the small spring in the forest.

Dad just warned me that my grandparents would be here soon and that I shouldn't stay out too late.

I didn't wait and took off as soon as I could and shifted into my beast.

Zira was so happy to be let out, we hadn't done this for a while.

We took off to our favorite spot, the spring close to the waterfall.

No one goes there, because I usually come here.

I sat back, giving Zira full control of our body, enjoying the time to be able to relax and enjoy the ride.

The area in the spring was private enough to give me the freedom to be me. There I could shift privately, do some training... and think.

I am hoping to make some sense of today's sh*t.

When we reached the spring, I shifted back and walked to the edge of the water.

Joan's words were now p*ssing me off. I still didn't understand that she would believe that I had any interest in Tim. Bloody hell!

I balled my fists together as I sat on some rocks at the edge and placed my feet in the cold water.

Zira's words were still haunting me...

Could I really influence wolves? And to what extent?

Was it even possible that wolves would like me more than their human side?

Was I calming the wolves the reason why they like me?

I was about an hour out, when the mind-link came in.

"Rina, time to get your ass back to the packhouse. Your grandparents have arrived..."

I sighed, when I answered back, "On my way," and cut the link.

I shifted back half-heartedly, not caring that I was probably going to be late.

I took a sip of the water and started to run back.

Thank the Moon Goddess for Zira's excellent reflexes. We were about to come through the thick overgrown when a white wolf came out of nowhere. Zira stopped just in time, or else we would have run into the wolf.

Can you imagine how much sh*t I would have been in then?

I watched as the beast came to a stop and slowly approached the small spring. Looking around as if she owned the place. She wasn't searching for anything, she was relaxed and enjoying the scenery.

The wolf was accustomed to the place.

I took a whiff of its smell, hoping to figure out who this wolf was, but the scent didn't ring a bell.

I c****d my head to the side, observing the white beast.

She was beautiful. I wonder if she was an all-pure beast?

That's when the wolf moved her ears.

Gosh, I hope that she doesn't sense me.

When the beast moved her gaze towards where I stood, my heart started to pound uncontrollably when she pinned me at my spot with her penetrating sapphire eyes.

"Sh*t!" I gasped, and I took a step back.

The beast immediately took a defensive stance and its piercing sapphire eyes glared at me. I could feel her aura stretch around me. Suffocating me. It was stronger than dads... even grandfather.

Who is this wolf?

The wolf took a moment to observe me and scrunched her eyebrows together confused and then c****d her head. Her defensive body structure changed to more relaxed, then her aura released me.

"Hallo Nerina," I got the mind-link. That made me take another step back. How the hell could she mind-link me if she wasn't part of this pack?

"Hi?" I answered back, startled that the wolf knew my name. "How...?" I started to ask but was cut off with a giggle. This wolf was enjoying my uncomfortable state. I became afraid, terrified even. This beast could rip me to pieces and no one would ever know.

I tried to leave, but it felt like the earth had glued me to my spot.

"You surely do know you shouldn't wander the woods alone..." she said with a warning tone.

A cold chill ran down my spine at her words, and every hair on my body rose.

She was dangerous... I was sure of that. She was here for ill attention...

"And by the way, I am pretty sure your father said that you need to get your ass home as soon as possible... you have guests..."

I could feel Zira's jaw drop to the ground. She was just as surprised as I was at the wolf's words.

How the hell does she know we are having guests over?

Can she read minds?

Was she spying on the pack?

"Uhm... Yeah... I... I better be... going..." I stuttered nervously. I surely would like to live another day!

"Sure thing..." the wolf answered, and I turned to leave.

I gave the wolf one more glance before I ran like the speed of light back to the packhouse, hoping and praying that the wolf wouldn't follow me.

Out of breath and heart pounding, I came to a stop behind a tree, shifting and grabbing my clothes as fast as I could.

"F*ck!" I swore, "why the hell did I run? I could have taken the beast!" I whispered and shouted at myself.

I was just about to pull my shirt over my head when I heard a branch break behind me. I turned around and glared back at the same sapphire eyes as moments before.

Zira whimpered in my mind. She was too terrified.

"What do you want?" I asked, filled with fear.

The wolf just stared at me, concern laced her face.

Why wasn't she saying anything?

Why does the wolf look worried about me?

Why hasn't she attacked?

For what was she waiting for?

When the back door opened and grandfather came out, the wolf turned her massive head, and I took the opportunity to run towards the packhouse.

"Where's the fire?" I heard Grandpa shout behind me as I ran past him without saying a word.

I ignored him and ran up the stairs towards my room.

Why was I running from the wolf?

She didn't do anything to make me believe she would hurt me?

I came to a stop at my bedroom and opened the door.

As soon as I was inside my room, I closed the door and slid down against the door, and sat on the floor. I had my face in my hands and I could feel the warm moisture on my face from crying.

I took a moment to calm myself before I found the courage to get up.

I walked toward my washroom and stared at the basin. I refuse to look at myself in the mirror... I felt ashamed of myself.

I was no weakling.

I was no coward.

I am a warrior!

I let out a breath as I lifted my face towards the mirror. Red lines colored my face and tears stained my skin.

"Why am I affected by her, Zira?" I asked my wolf, "why do I feel so overwhelmed in her presence?"

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