Beast Of The Moon

North’s P.O.V

I tried blinking a few times but it didn’t do much, things still looked the same when I opened my eyes. I then tried rubbing and messing with my eyes but like before, nothing happened. I decided to ignore it and ask Miah about it later, I think I’m already causing her too many problems.

I felt bad that Miah had to take care of me like I was her child but for some reason, she doesn’t seem to even have a problem with it, strange.

Then I looked back at the girl I didn’t know, she had an attitude that was for sure, but something about her fascinated me. She didn’t seem to like me but the feeling’s mutual. She didn’t know me, yet she looked to be perfectly comfortable joking and making fun of me, not most people are like that. I guess Miah was right, werewolves are like a huge family.

I guess I can’t compare this family to anything else since my mind won’t allow me to think differently, so I guess this is my only way of seeing how a family works for a while.

But something in the back of my mind told me this girl wasn’t a wolf, but still not completely human either, like some sort of hybrid, but then again, aren’t werewolves and Lycan’s hybrids, half man half wolf.

I probably shouldn’t be overthinking this too much but I have to try and understand this world one way or another. I sighed and decided to put her aside in my head, I already have way too much on my mind. I grabbed a gator aid from the fridge and a bag of chips from the counter. I could feel the girl’s eyes on me as I walked out of the kitchen with the food that I needed like I need air.

I saw Miah talking to the whole pack, I walked over to the stairs and began to walk up to the best of my abilities, I could see the outline of certain objects and color kind of, but anything else was hard to make out. I tripped over myself a few times but managed to stand straight and not face plant.

Maybe my lack of sight was an effect of me waking up early, maybe my werewolf body is not fully developed yet or something like that. I was about halfway up the stairs when I heard that girl from the kitchen say, “Oh, Alpha, I think that new wolf of your has a seeing problem, he was complaining about it” then after about ten seconds, I heard Miah nearly yell, “NORTH!!” never mind, she yelled.

Great, thanks Red, I mentally cursed the girl for telling on me, she really just doesn’t like me does she? I cursed lightly under my breath and slowly walked back down the stairs, “Yeah?” I questioned sounding as innocent as my voice would let me.

“Can you see me?” she asked placing her hand on her hips like a disapproving mother, “Yep” she smirked and said, “Fine, how many fingers am I holding up” she raised her hand but all I saw was a blur at this distance.

“Three?” she sighed and said turning to Connor, “I told you something is wrong, he shouldn’t be up this early” she sounded really upset about this, so I decided to try and calm her by saying, “I’m fine, I just want food and alone time” the girl rolled her eyes and looked away from me. Yep, she hates me.

I don’t know why I haven’t done anything to her, all she’s done is make fun of me the whole time I’ve been here.

Connor then turned to her and said “Constance, do you think you could put a sleeping spell on him” so she was a witch, interesting. She shrugged and said, “I could but it might not help, doesn’t the sleep faze have to come naturally?” Miah nodded looking at the ground, “Typically, but what other options do we have”.

Then the girl or Constance looked at me and tilted her head, “His aroma is very strong, indicating he has a lot of unknown strength and power, it’s gonna take a lot of energy to put him out” she rolled up her sleeves and walked up the stairs to be right next to me, she sighed and said, “let’s go wolf boy” she started walking up to my new room.

I rolled my eyes and followed after her, I heard someone say from down the stairs, “Do you think they are...?” another then cut them off, “Maybe, they sure act like it”, what the hell are they talking about?

I walked into my room to see Constance pulling bottles and voodoo shit out of a bag, I looked at her confused, there is no way I’m letting her touch me with any of that. She turned to me and smiled, “Lay down” she commanded, I folded my arms over my chest and said with a strong glare, “I’m not your pet” I snarled.

I admit, this attitude was mainly payback for her being rude to me, not gonna lie.

She sighed and said, “Just lay down please” I smiled and said laying down on my bed, “Much better” she rolled her eyes and went back to her voodooness. I stared up at the ceiling, not entirely paying attention.

Then she set bottles of purple and blue stuff on the side table next to my head, fear rushed through me. She picked up the green one and damped a cotton ball with the strange liquid and then tried to wipe in on my forehead. I covered my head and said, “hands-off witch lady!” she sighed in annoyance, “Please just stay still North”.

She aimed for my forehead again but I blocked her hand by grabbing her wrist, “No way am I letting you do voodoo shit on me!” I glared. Then I felt a spark like pulses going through my hand and arm, I could tell she felt them too judging by her scared expression.

What the hell is going on!!???