Chapter 3: Chapter 3

MEL:

- I didn't mean to, Auntie, I just bumped into the bed, the alarm clock went off, and the rest you already know.

- How clumsy of you, young lady, now go get ready, while I make you something to eat, I don't know how you'll survive without me." She tries to sound angry, but I notice that her voice has become weepy and sad, something that automatically makes me pull her into a hug promising that as soon as I'm stable I'll come and get her.

This woman is my family.

We part after she kisses me on the forehead and hurries me to the bathroom where I do my hygiene and am soon ready with a little blue dress that highlights my eyes, something I don't like because they are too light, so I choose to put a brown lens to not draw more attention than I should.

I had a quick coffee and soon said goodbye to everyone important to me, I would never forget what they did for me and how grateful I am to them all. Saying goodbye to Aunt Maria was the hardest part of it all, with tears in my eyes and a tight heart I left in search of my destiny.

I was nineteen years old when I became a werewolf for the first time, I was completely desperate to see what I was, besides not having the slightest idea of how I would deal with it, after all, it's not as if there was a manual on how to be a werewolf.

In the beginning, it was extremely difficult to control the transformation, so I locked myself in my room with some excuse of being unwell. I had to learn on my own how to deal with this and today I can guarantee that I managed to overcome everything with as much maturity as possible, while others would freak out, not me, I simply accepted that this was my destiny and maybe later I would find out why.

My she-wolf's name is Luna and I can say and say that she is incredibly beautiful with hair as white as snow and eyes as blue as the sky, not to mention a temperament that changes from water to wine suddenly. The only one who knows my secret is Aunt Maria, who had a little outburst at first, but who has adapted well to my she-wolf. I remember her questions to this day after she had calmed down.

- You're not going out to howl at the moon, are you? Or eat raw, bloody meat?- she grimaces as she utters the last word - gee, you're going into heat?- her grimace turns to despair, and then she starts making plans for me to "escape", her words.

One of the things that never left my mind was a dream I had year after year since I can remember, where a beautiful man looks at me, a look that transmitted peace and tranquility, was firm and at the same time kind, looked at me as if I was something splendid as if I were really important to him and that inexplicably stirred me.

I tried for years to convince myself that this was just a dream and that a man like him would never look at me like that, that I would never even meet him. But even though time had passed and I had never even seen him, which was obvious since he didn't exist, I couldn't stop thinking how good it felt to have his eyes on me.

Well, forgetting a little about this man, something that is difficult, a great passion of my life is cars, I started to love them from the moment that the mother of a friend took us for a ride in one of them, it was then that I realized that I needed to learn to drive as soon as I was old enough to do so.

That's exactly what I did two years later when I was old enough, I ran away from the boarding school to take lessons from a woman full of piercings and tattoos, whom I met when I was in the distance admiring some cars that participated in street races - which I later found out were illegal - and who offered to teach me.

Of course, I didn't accept at first, after all, she was a stranger, but as the days went by and I came back to watch the races, even from afar, I realized that she was one of the best racers and that, mixed with my enthusiasm, made me accept her proposal.

It wasn't as easy as it seemed, but after I got some practice I felt I could drive with my eyes closed, when I was running I finally felt free and that's why I participated in my first race, I used Clarissa-the tattooed girl's car, which was an extremely powerful Mustang GT. It was my first of many victories and how surprised I was to find out that I could make money with it, I saw there the opportunity to start walking with my legs.

And here I am, just turned twenty-one with a good amount of money in my account which I will use to settle down in a town called Black, yes, strange name for a town, but I am a she-wolf and what is stranger than that?

I chose this town for an inexplicable reason, I was looking at the map when my eyes landed on it, I felt as if this place was calling me as if I had finally found my home. For this reason, I would be leaving for there tomorrow.

This city awaits me.

Next day:

I wake up with the alarm clock ringing and soon turn off the same intending to go back to sleep, I feel tired and probably hadn't slept hard at all. I close my eyes starting to count sheep, but soon I start remembering that today I will go to the new city.

I jump out of bed, but like the perfect klutz that I am I bump into a dresser that was on the way and I curse loudly when it knocks the alarm clock right on my foot.

- Where is the thief? For God's sake, please don't hurt her, I'll go in her place, I'm old but I'm sure, never touched by any man, I have everything well preserved, besides that I know how to pole dance - imagine a lady of almost sixty years old dressed in a big shirt, with bobs in her hair and a broom in her hand, screaming in my room for a supposed thief and of course, she wouldn't see, she forgot her glasses in her room or somewhere else. I couldn't resist and started laughing to the point that I had to bend over with a twinge in my stomach that I felt.

- I never imagined that a malefactor would have such a scandalous laugh - I stopped laughing on the spot, what was that lady implying?

- What do you mean my laughter is scandalous Ms. Maria," I said grumpily, going to turn on the light when I saw her desperation in still trying to hit the thief with the broom, probably had not understood that the evildoer of the scandalous laughter was me.

- Mel? You scared me, girl- she said trying to hit me with the blessed broom while trying to dodge me.

- I didn't mean to, Auntie, I just bumped into the bed, the alarm clock went off, and the rest you already know.

- How clumsy of you, young lady, now go get ready, while I make you something to eat, I don't know how you'll survive without me - she tries to sound angry, but I notice that her voice has become weepy, and sad, something that automatically makes me pull her into a hug promising that as soon as I stabilize I will come and get her.

This woman is my family.

We part after she kisses me on the forehead and hurries me to the bathroom where I do my hygiene and soon I'm ready with a little blue dress that highlights me a lot my eyes, something I do not like because they are too clear, so I choose to put a brown lens to not draw more attention than it should.

I had a quick coffee and soon said goodbye to everyone important to me, I would never forget what they did for me and how grateful I am to them all. Saying goodbye to Aunt Maria was the hardest part of it all, with tears in my eyes and a squeezed heart I left in search of my destiny.