ABL 04: Meeting Orion

Amanah

Once I was sure Miall had left the house, I left that dry-ass room for his spacious one. I took a shower in his bathroom and graciously borrowed his shirt. Feeling clean and refreshed, I went to get something to eat from his kitchen. 

This was a massive mistake because I had no idea what all this was. His freezer was mainly stocked with red meat, but I had no idea what animal that came from or what any item in this fridge came from. 

Where's my guide when I need him?

I certainly didn’t trust the milk because what fucking animal was this on the packaging? I opened up his cabinet drawers and found something I was sure was from Earth. He had all sorts of snacks that I wasn't very familiar with, but I still decided to eat them either way. I contemplated pouring a glass of water, but then again, the lake was purple. Perhaps that was the safest?

I climbed up the stairs with my arms filled with snacks, kicked open his bedroom door, well, my new bedroom door and skipped to his bed after kicking the door closed and dropped the snacks on his bed. He would be so mad, but I only found it fair for me to use his bed the same way he used mine.

I snuck in under the covers of the big bed and sighed happily; this was paradise at its finest! The bed was huge; his sheets were ash grey, my favourite colour, and so was his bedroom. I noticed he had something that looked like a transparent screen hanging in the air close to the wall. 

That's new.

Out of curiosity, I got out of bed, munching on my milk chocolate cookie. I touched the screen, and a bright blue light blinded me. I moved away from the screen squinting my eyes as I adjusted my eyes to the light. I cocked my head to the side, seeing rows and rows of what seemed like shows. This was gold!

I touched the screen again as I looked for something to watch. I knew not even a single show, and it seemed as if they came from all over the galaxy because they were titled Planet Nioz, Planet Nior and so forth.

"A lot of planets in this place start with Ni. I wonder what that means," I whispered while scrolling past the alien shows. "There better be English subtitles in this bi—place," I mumbled.

I settled on a show that looked cool enough. After struggling for a while, I settled on just watching without the subtitles. I sat on the bed and watched the series in gibberish. Each episode was about forty minutes long, and I could only guess what they were saying through their expressions.

The show was about humans, like how on earth we have our ideas of what the supernatural world is like, they had their interpretation of what the natural world was like, but they also had access to it too, unlike us, well I hope we don’t have access to it. 

"I'm bored," I shoved a crunchy, weird-shaped snack in my mouth. "Doesn't taste bad."

After much laughter and, believe it or not, a few emotional moments, I slept through the episodes as I hugged the pillow. Maybe I should have stayed in my small bed, but this one was much more comfortable. I wonder when Miall will be back home. I want him to hold m—okay no. I was not that desperate! 

Hours passed while I was sleeping, and an intense, hungry growl pulled me out of my sleep. I sat on the bed and looked around. It seemed like it was nighttime but it was still so bright outside, perhaps because of the two moons, which was so interesting to see them on two completely different phases.

"What if I am dead? And if I am, is Frankie grieving for me?" He had better be; I was his only closest friend!

One was half, while the other one was a quarter moon, but it was so beautiful. Even though Miall did try to explain a few terms to me and the environment, I still had so much to see and learn about this planet. I guess I could always ask Nyleve. 

I already loved the weird woman.

The phone rang downstairs, and I sat on the bed as I contemplated whether or not I should be nosy.

I walked downstairs barefooted and stared at the house phone as it rang. My roaring stomach made me stare at the freezer as the hunger called for my attention while the phone competed for mine.

"Yes?" I picked up the phone and pulled the fridge open. Yes, let's do both at once.

I guess I would have to take a leap of faith and eat this stuff. I took out what looked like beef to me, well, close to beef.

"Amanah, is Miall home?" Her tone was soft and caring, and a smile grew on my face when I realised who it was.

"No, he left the house quite a while ago. Is everything okay?" I asked as I found other things that looked similar to vegetables; again, with the same faith I had before, I prayed to God that this food was edible.

While my stew cooked on the stove which I was grateful for, I sat down on the chair and looked out the window. "He came by a few hours ago but left for a run; he's been unresponsive for a while."

Is he dead?

"Oh, can't you mind link with him or something?" I asked her as I noticed the yards of green land. Even though I called it lame, it was still beautiful and peaceful.

Usually, or from what I had read in books and seen on shows, there would be a bunch of wolves roaming around this place or some sex ceremony happening because they loved sex, but it was dead quiet.

"Does Miall live on his own, far away from everyone?"

"Yes. We already tried the mind link, but he has blocked everyone off," she explained, and I dished up my stew as I hummed. Well, someone is moody. "If he comes back home, please let me know."

"Sure, Nyleve. I'll be sure to remind him to be a good boy!" I teased as I ate my stew and it was surprisingly good.

"Thank you, Amanah. Make sure you get some rest. I'll come see you tomorrow," any more rest, I might get tired.

"Thank you, Nyleve. Goodnight." I hung up the phone and licked my spoon; something was so soothing about the woods and the moon tonight, but it also made me think a bit too much for my liking.

I thought about the drastic change that happened in my life. I was no longer on Earth; I would probably no longer see Frank, the bar, or anything on Earth, and I was pregnant. I was pregnant with the first man's child that I slept with after eight years, and weirdly, I was very excited to have a child, a family that wouldn’t leave me. Hopefully.

After putting Miall's food in the fridge, I washed my dishes and switched off the lights. I could be kind! I walked back into my room and stood there stunned. Was I scared? No. Should I be scared? Yes. Why? Because a wolf was standing in the middle of the room with his head cocked to the side as he stared back at me. 

I SHOULD RUN. I SHOULD RUN. I SHOULD RUN!

He was muscular, a lighter colour than the ash grey splattered around this room. He was extraordinarily tall, and unlike the rest of his body, from his neck up, he had a lot of fur coating his face like a beard. Two black likes on each of his eyes looked like the letter S; however, the second line wasn’t a full S, instead it was a slight curve. His ears stood up, pointing to the ceiling. How was I finding him attractive?

Something is wrong with me, teehee.

A giggle left my lips when I looked at his fur, and he slightly cocked his head. Was he offended? I cleared my throat as I closed the door, which I probably shouldn’t be doing. He hadn’t attacked me yet, but those gold eyes looked welcoming. So familiar.

“Miall?” I asked, and he bared his teeth at me. I stopped moving forward, contemplating running away now. Would I make it? What would happen if I wasn’t fast enough? The wolf stood still in its stance, and suddenly, I could hear the sounds of bones snapping. I winced as I watched the wolf change form; he became a bit shorter from his previous height; he was still tall but a few inches shorter. 

Show off.

He looked at me with a smirk as I took in his new appearance; he still had a few features from the previous form; his arms and hands were still wolf-like, and his long fingers were splayed across his now human chest. His neck had grey patterns that looked like tribal tattoos. He looked like Miall, but his ears pointed up to the ceiling while his hair stood facing all directions; it still looked good. He had a half-moon mark on his forehead, and his gold eyes shined even more.

“Why do you look so different?” I asked him, he looked absolutely hot, and I felt like screaming; I bit my lip, trying to keep myself calm. I was not ready for what was about to come next. Ooh, I felt so good around him!

“I’m not Miall,” he said, slowly walking toward me; he smirked as I stepped back. Why did he have Miall’s face, and so hot?

“Then who are you?” I suddenly felt like I couldn’t move; what was happening?

“I’m Orion, god of Lycans,” he stared down at me with a huge cocky smile. “And you must be mia nwananga.”

“No, I don't know who that is," I shook my head as I crossed my arms over my chest. "I’m Amanah. Nice to meet you, Orion,” I said, and he moved away and threw his head back laughing. His laughter shook the room, and I could finally move; instead of leaving, I walked towards the bed and sat on it. 

Ooh, that drained me, but I still felt so good for some reason.

“Why aren’t you running away? I released you,” he studied my reactions, and I shrugged a shoulder and hugged a pillow.

“Should I run away? And why are you looking at me like that?” I cocked my head to the side. 

“I think you're beautiful,” my heart fluttered, and I couldn’t look him in the eye again. Fuck, why did he have to say it like that? “I apologise for my form; this is the only way I can fully be conscious in this body; it’s also easier when he’s drunk,” he said. 

“So, the night at the bar?”

“Yes, I took over once you both got drunk,” my mouth opened in a small 'o' before I covered it in horror at what I thought happened. IT CAN'T BE!

“Wait, did I sleep with Miall or you in that form!?” I asked, and he smiled, shaking his head. 

“You slept with Miall,” he said softly, kneeling in front of me on one knee. “It really surprises me how you’re not scared,” he shook his head and touched my face softly. 

“You surprisingly both have kind eyes,” I whispered as I saw his eyes flicker back to purple.

“It seems I took over for a long time. I’ll put him to sleep, but before I do that, I need you to do me a favour.”

Already?