I’ve watched this ceremony once a month for many years and it still terrifies me to know I will be one of them. Finally stood in the center, terrified of what the new light brings. It’s a blood moon tonight, meant to be symbolic or biblical or some nonsense. Signaling the end of times. Not that I paid attention to our Lunar studies as they held little importance to me.
With a first transform comes pain, and a lot of it. You hear the cracking of bones, the tearing of flesh and the howling of those going through it and it haunts you for eternity. It’s inevitable. It’s awful to see, traumatized me the first time as I was still so young, but they tell us it only hurts that way the first time. After, we’ll be different, and the pain will be far less clawing, because we can heal and withstand it so much more as a stronger breed.
I’ve seen it. Physical improvement they call it. It’s the leaving of childlike features behind, firming up, muscling over as though somehow you get an injection of superhuman enhancement. All who have turned become superior in every way, even in terms of attractiveness, which explains why the Lord Colton is considered a god among mere females. His genes are strong.
Not that I want to change. I’m already tall, slim, athletic and I wouldn’t say I was ugly. I’m on the pretty side of plain, with full lips, mousy brown hair, and abnormally green eyes. I take after my mother, and when I look in the mirror, I’m haunted by her memory in the most bittersweet way. Proud to carry her face with me but broken that it reminds me of what I’ve lost.
I guess I am what one would call girl next door, but it’s just another flaw in my genetic makeup.
The alphas are all handsome or beautiful and physically perfect. You can’t deny good genes when it’s shown in every single little way.?Compared to humans they are like God’s among men.
Now all I can do is wait.
Shower, dress, brush my hair and pace like a maniac as I watch the clock and count down the minutes to the first moon of my new future.
This could be the first step in changing everything.
I can leave after tonight; I can walk away from this mountain and the people who treat us like we are nothing.?I’ll be free to run far away, with no bond to anyone or anything. No one to care if I never return.
I just need to get through it first and then it’s the start of a whole new existence for me.
The Awakening
My blood is rushing through my head to the point I have a headache, palms sweaty and adrenaline spiking as I follow the path to the top of the cliff on Jell-O legs. Walking in behind the others, like me, who are to go through the ceremony at the highest point of the full moon. I’m breathless, fighting the nausea and internal shaking of fear, body trembling, as I watch where I step, a little too closely, and almost collide with the girl in front of me. Staggering sideways and kicking stones in my path, accidentally, to avoid her.
“Watch where you’re going, reject!” The growl of one of our accompanying mentors hits me in the side of the face with an open palm as he leans in close and shoves me back in line, harshly. Hard enough to send me crashing into the rock face, we are brushing up against and I almost hit the ground with the force, coughing out a whimper of pain. I catch myself, right my body quickly, ignoring the burning pain of grazes, and skip two steps to catch up and get back in line while rubbing my bruised arm and shoulder from the collision. Trying not to look his way, knowing if I do, he will probably smack me in the face for showing zero respect to a superior.
He’s called Raymond, and he’s around twenty-four. One of the Alpha’s main pack leaders of the subs, one of the Santo’s, and he hates anything to do with us. Another superior wolf from a pure bloodline who sees us as an inconvenience and unworthy to breathe his air.
This is the reality of my life and how little value I have in this hierarchy. Reject is the name for all of us, like we don’t have separate identities anymore and I can’t wait to be free of these people and this life.
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