Chapter 4
His wolf growled to a shapeshifter, eyes turned red, his human form to turn to a wolf in no time. The orbs were as sharp as a lion's, locked onto hers.
Safia was spellshocked, horrified, and dread surrounded her as she took steps back, ultimately hitting the wall.
A strange, unreadable emotion flared in his eyes, but it vanished as quickly as it appeared, replaced by a dark hunger. He suddenly bent forward, his hand wrapping around her upper arm, and the grip was so tight that it turned to bruising.
"Why are you silent? I know you're the biggest drama queen, acting innocent to take control of powerful men. You use them and discard them like trash. But let me earn you in advance, you can't handle a beast because you are only a human. Tell me how many men you slept with."
Safia hissed in pain. "You're hurting me! Let go!"
Her other hand reached his which was holding her.
The plea seemed to snap him out of his drunken rage. He released her arm with a jerk, and she stumbled backward.
"You talk as if you know everything about me, but our marriage isn't even a day old," she said, finally finding her voice. "Why are you so irritated? To the best of my knowledge, I've never met you before. I've even checked my pack's records. We have no connection to the Silver Pack. Why are you suddenly in my life?"
Sion's eyes went cold again.
"Get out of my room. I'm not your servant, and I don't owe you any clarifications. Be ready at six tomorrow morning. We start work early."
He threw a card at her.
"Beggars like you aren't allowed on my premises without this."
He slammed the door behind her, and Safia’s body trembled. She sank to the floor, the humiliation was as sharp as a knife, cutting her nerves that were bleeding with pain.
She finally crawled into the bed of the guest bedroom, her pillow soaking with tears until she fell into an exhausted sleep.
The next day, Safia woke up to the sound of an unfamiliar voice.
Safia woke up like a zombie, the bitter scent of last night's humiliation clinging to her like a second skin. Her body, still aching from a night of restless tears, moved on autopilot, performing her morning routine like a machine.
Suddenly a piercing, white-hot agony tore through Safia's spine as the moonlight touched her skin. She fell to her knees, gasping for air as her muscles began to coil and spasm, pulling taut as if being stretched on a rack.
A low growl, foreign and deep, rumbled in her chest, frightening her more than the pain itself.
She looked down, horrified, as dark, wiry hair began to push through the pores on her arms. Her fingers, once slender, twisted into monstrous claws, the sound of her bones cracking and reforming echoing in her ears.
Her jaw unhinged, the sickening crunch of bone a symphony of terror, as her teeth elongated into jagged fangs.
She tried to scream, but the sound that tore from her throat was a mournful, guttural howl, a cry of loss and primal rage directed at the full moon.
Her mind was a battlefield, her own thoughts fighting against the raw, animal hunger that was swallowing her.
Is this what her dad meant earlier?
Soren told her once she marries Sion, her weak human form will get the healing powers of a werewolf. But he didn't tell her she would change into a werewolf.
It was a sudden and overwhelming change she was noticing within her. Safia didn't know how to react.
She immediately called her father.
“Now that you're the wife of Alpha Sion, you will gradually acquire the privileges of being his Luna. Transforming into a werewolf is a major one among them. Until you get accustomed to this new form this change will come and go transforming you to a complete werewolf in the near future.”
Safia cried. “Dad, why did you do this to me?”
“Everything that I do is only for your own good, Safia. You were born weak. On the insistence of your mother, the moon Goddess granted her a boon and you were born. But subsequently you were supposed to turn into a werewolf one day or the other.
You are lucky Alpha Sion came with a proposal on his own. The silver pack is very powerful. Instead of being the wife of a slave in the pack, you married the Alpha himself. Be happy the moon Goddess has been considerate about you once again.”
Safia was still not fluent with the powers of shapeshifter. But she knew she would learn it soon with the boon of Moon Goddess.
Quickly she did her daily routine.
By the time she was ready, breakfast was already on the dining table, a lavish spread she couldn't bring herself to touch.
“Good morning, Luna. I'm Freya the head maid. I cook and clean for the Alpha, I hope you had a good night’s sleep.” the woman said with respect but with a slightly wary bow of her head.
“Good morning! I'm late for work, so I'll grab something for lunch. Sorry, Freya” Safia said in a hurry, glancing at her watch before almost running for the door.
The title Luna felt foreign on her tongue, an ill-fitting costume she was forced to wear.
“I apologize for interrupting, Luna, but the Alpha told me you must finish breakfast before coming to the office. You’re going to have a long day,” the maid said politely but her gaze was firm on her.
“What kind of mood is your Alpha in? Tell me more about him, what ticks him and what keeps him in control.” Safia couldn't help but ask, her voice was contemplative in a low murmur.
“I believe your start was not green. He is not the least friendly,” Freya’s precise information was enough to send a shiver down Safia’s spine.
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