The present...
"Did you murder Cody Colfax? Where were you the night of the party? I am starting to grow tired of your petty excuses. Well, let's have it then..." The officer bellows as I fade away into the memory of discovering Cody's secret.The past... "So, does this mean we can't be friends anymore," I ask as I glance at the clouds? They fall back into each other in layers."I don't know, Lucia. I was sent to the world of men by my father, Chief Wolfpaw. The man you know as my human father is my human guardian. The human guardians have protected the royal members of the wolf-people clan for thousands of years. They are the only mortals we trust. The only humans we can confide in."
Cody steps under the trees. Everything my grandma warned me about is coming true before my eyes. The wolf people exist under the protection of the moon and hide in sheep's clothing among men.
"Do you eat humans? Am I a snack to you?"
I step back from Cody. I don't want to fear him. Fearing Cody wouldn't prove anything, but it wouldn't solve anything either. His claws retreat into his body as his fangs recoil back into his human-shaped teeth. The wolf he once was is gone as if it never existed at all. Before me stands a shirtless man, who may or may not be the local town madmen.
"No, Lucia. You were never a snack to me. But, I do hope we can remain friends. As complicated as this all is now, I would very much like to remain friends with you if you allow it."
He reaches for my hand. The part of me that likes him lets him hold one of my hands. The other part that is afraid of what this means and who he is shatters into a thousand confusions. The world spins with that confusion, and perhaps the earth is flat after all. With all the myths and legends becoming true today, maybe science isn't true either.
"Yes, Cody, we can still be friends. But I must ask you....why me? Why did you ever want to be friends with a pathetic human like me? I'm not the smartest or the prettiest girl. You could have befriended Tanya, Cora Rose, or Esther. Why boring old me," I ask as a tremble of fear strikes me?
"Because none of them smell the way you do," Cody says as he puts my hair behind my ear.
He grabs a bit of my hair and smells it beneath his nose. He sniffs my scent, and my heart flies to the moon, which is full of life and bright behind the clouds.
"My scent? What about it? I haven't taken a shower today, and I am not wearing perfume."
"Even better...I like your natural scent the best. It's why I chose you when we were kids. But, I needed to find a mate in order for the wolf-people clan and humans to live in peace. You, my dearest friend, are the woman I have chosen. I can hear your heart within your rib cage. I can tell you sense it too. There has always been something between us."
Cody speaks as his voice gets deeper and thicker. Then, finally, the moon returns, and the wolf within him breaks through the dawn. The clouds reveal all of him. He is a full-on alpha. He is beautiful in his own monstrous way. He howls as the distant pack bellows together in a thunderous chorus. Their echoes fill the valley of Saint Maria and bounce against the trees. I long to be one of them. Their voices are many, but they are one. Together they harmonize, and together they sing. Forever they howl under the light of the moon.
Cody's desire for me breaks the walls of our bonds. We hold hands, and I sing with them. His howling sings louder as I harmonize with the wolf-people. They appear before me, the wolf people clan of the forest. My voice has gained their trust.
Singing with Cody has gained their trust. The wolf people are now before us in a half-moon circle.
Chief Wolfpaw steps forward in his complete werewolf form. His fur is thick and the grey within it means he's wise in his years. Perhaps they all can't live forever as I suspected.
"People of the Wolf Tribe. The time has come for my son, Cody, to take on a mate. Tonight his mate sings with him under the goddess Luna. His mate is a mortal. She is one of us now. We will now call her Luna, the goddess speaks, and it is known. If it is known, it is the law. The law of the forest is strong and binding. Lucia, daughter of man, will you mate with Prince Cody of the Wolf Tribe and bring peace between our nations?"
The Wolf Tribe is large and they are all in their half-wolf half-human forms. They are large with their claws and jaws gnashing. Their snouts smell the air as they familiarize themselves with my scent. Their eyes are of grey, light blue, and purple hues. Only the Chief has orange eyes.
"Yes, Chief Wolfpaw. I will try," I reply.
The Chief howls to the moon and the rest of the clan howls with him. Cody's wolf form disappears as he presses his human lips on my face. The clan howls louder, and disperses when our kiss concludes. It's a lot to take in. My best friend, Cody Colfax, is a wolf-man, he's kissed me, and now I am their Luna princess. I only hope that being a human won't mean I disappoint them.
The PresentThe Officer leans into the table with an angry growl coming from his breath. A fog appears in the interrogation room. The cops think I am a witch or a conjurer for siding with the wolf people clan. But they have little knowledge of their culture and the beauty of how they live.When I was first brought to the wolf clan by the blessing of Chief Wolfpaw, I didn't expect to gain their approval. By day, they walked and talked like my kind. They were timid in their dog-like reflexives. Their ears still twitched when a branch fell in the forest. Chief Wolfpaw ran with the river, and his heartbeat soared with the earth. He was the living legend that my grandmother spoke of in terror. She was wrong about them. She was wrong about every single one of them.Convincing the Officer that I didn't murder Cody Colfax will be no easy feat. There is nothing amusing about prov
The mist spread across the forest floor as Chief Wolfpaw, and I climb up the mountains of the Saint Maria woods. The rocks become slippery as the mist sprinkles water from the clouds. Then, finally, the fog appears beneath our feet. Chief Wolfpaw has no time to lose. He needs to find his son, Cody, soon. His very bloodline depends on it.The Chief shows me his true form. His claws and teeth are more extended and broader than Cody's. His muscles are aged from their wear and tear. Wolves can be either mortal or immortal. They get to choose their fate and it is clear the Great Chief Wolfpaw has chosen mortality. "Get on my back, Lucia. We have a long way to go, and I don't have time to be held up by the feet of a human girl. So let's go and follow the Ghost into the forest and find my son."I climb on the Chief's back. His wolf appearance scares me, but I obey out of respect for him and his people. I honor the Chief, for it is his people who became my family after my grandmother got sick
The world went quiet when I disappeared. My body beneath my feet was covered in the red blood of the Ghost. To the Wolf People Clan, the Ghost is a nightmare screaming out into the void of tomorrow. I was severed from my human form; the decoy I created would be called witchcraft by the humans and a rite of passage by my father, Chief Wolfpaw. That's how it is in the mountains, we fly, and we soar, and still, we have no place left to call home. My human form will be returned to me after I have regained enough energy to continue my journey into the Luna Mountains. My best friend Lucia Perez, my gods, I wish she didn't have to find out about me. The night she followed me, I had the yellowing in my eyes, and I almost drifted into hunter mode and ended her: her life force, a timeline in my claws. I always admired Lucia, but I never wanted to drag her into the life of the wolf. The Wolf People Clans corrupt everything they touch, or at least we have the potential. We don't pollute the earth
THE PAST (Six years earlier): "Cody, help me. I need to pick out a pet for my grandma. She hates birds. Want to head to the pet store with me," I ask? My grandmother's birthday is around the corner. She's wanted a pet for as long as I can remember. I've never had a pet. I am pretty sure Cody has owned a few pets. "Yeah, we can go there. Want to walk to the mall," Cody asks while eating the last chocolate chip cookie? That's just like Cody to eat the last of my grandmother's cookies. He likes my grandmother and she makes him cookies regularly to keep him around. She knows he's my only close friend. We may not see eye to eye, but at least we have the love of my grandmother in common. Cody is more outgoing than I am, and my shyness is why we are close. I keep him grounded and he keeps me on edge. Two best friends, keeping each other equally balanced. Cody tears the cookie in half and gives me a bite."Sure. My grandmother needs a pet. Her birthday is coming up and I want to surpris
Chief Wolfpaw leaps onto a nearby cliff. The rocks slide down toward our camp. A rock rolls on the campfire and puts it out. Chief Wolfpaw sniffs the air like a dog. He was once the mighty alpha of the Wolf People Clan. His youth is still visible against the wrinkles in his nose. I bet he was handsome in his youth. It's clear where Cody gets his good looks from. I am surprised a great chief like Wolfpaw didn't choose immortality. Chief Wolfpaw jumps onto a nearby pine tree branch and shakes the ground when he does. Pine needles fall out of the tree like hair dander. The forest floor is blanketed with brown dead pine needles. The earth resembles a damp bird nest in springtime. The dirt beneath me gives off a wet muddy odor that means the waterfalls are nearby. "Hello, Lucia. I've caught breakfast for you," Chief Wolfpaw says as he points at the other fire he built. A cooked rabbit is waiting for me and some blueberries. Not my favorite meal, but these are hard times we are in. We are
Being a Chief is a huge responsibility. When my son takes the throne, he will call the shots. He will tell us where to fish, how to hunt, and where to live. The laws of the Wolf People Clan are sacred. Cody is still learning the traditions of our people. When I was a boy, my father, Chief Bearpaw, took me on a hunting trip. Cody and I never had a chance to share our own hunting trip. If we had, I would have taught him that elk is a better meat. When my son marries I expect to pass down my role as Chief to him. As an elder of the clan, I will guide him and give him counsel on how things are politically run. But I will have no say, for it will be his time to make the final decisions for our people. Lucia is a noble companion as far as human females go. Her defiance with the Ghost is almost unforgivable though. I warned her about the Ghost. The Ghost is my father's former lover, a crazy woman who is power-hungry even in death.My father, warned me about the restless of the Ghost of the
Chief Wolfpaw uses magic to make a flame in his claws. He holds it like a tiny heartbeat, precious and guiding us along the green gem pathway. The cave has cave paintings of human and werewolf battles. There are other cave paintings of Wolf Clan hunts, weddings, and other ceremonies in honor of their great people. A living history living among the walls like a timeline of chalk art. I touch the art on the wall. It's chalky and powdery to the touch. It's very primitive and beautiful in its art style. I want to explore each drawing, and know it by name. Who are the names of the people in the wedding? Are they much different than Cody and I? "This is the history of my people. I've never seen it before. My father spoke of a place with our living history painted on the walls. He must have meant this place." Chief Wolfpaw removes my hand from the walls. I do it out of respect for him. I hope I didn't disrespect him by touching the walls in the first place. But it's history pulled me in,
The stalactites cling to the roof of the cave. But no matter how much they cling they are meant to fall down. As the cave walls continue to crack and fall, the stalactites break and descend upon us like little spears being thrown at an extinct Mammoth. The cave paintings break and the timeline of the Wolf People Clan demolishes before our eyes as we hurry along the corridor. A piece of the cave painting falls at my feet, I quickly pick it up and tuck it into my green cloak for safe keeping. Chief Wolfpaw looks at me briefly with his wolf eyes, by saving that piece of his history I hope I will gain some respect back. I haven't been following his orders, the way most Wolf People Clan members would. But I am not a clan member by birth, I am human and that's a fact. Being a human among wolves and seeing our years of hatred on the cave walls makes me question all of this. Our journey to get Cody, our efforts to get the luna lily flowers, is it all for nothing? Is our desire to unite our