WitchWolf - When two worlds collide

It was my twenty-first birthday. Hello 21. I wish my mom and dad were here. I had a wonderful childhood; the best a kid could have. Demetria was the woman who raised me and made sure I had a good upbringing. She taught me everything I should know. I did not know my parents; they died 21 years ago. Today they were adding my mom's pentacles to my pendant. It is part of our culture, you could say. Demetria gave me a rose gold chain with a flat rose gold pendant when I was younger. On the front, it has a moon and three small stones.

A purple amethyst, which represents the healing crystal of the body, mind, and spirit. The second stone is an aquamarine, the light blue gemstone used for calming, soothing, and cleansing. The third is a labradorite, the stone of the night. It has a rainbow-like quality that makes it an excellent crystal for use in magical workings at night. On the back of my pendant, there were two stars in memory of my parents. Three stones were added to my pendant today. The first was an emerald, which stirs the soul; symbolising renewal, growth, hope, and the future. It promotes contentment and loyalty, and protects you from unfaithfulness. The second stone was a sapphire; a symbol of power, strength, kindness, and wise judgement. The last stone was a garnet, a rich burgundy-red colour that is named the 'stone of commitment'. It is a stone of devotion, honour, love, and passion. It increases one's sexual appetite and sensuality and helps you live according to your heart's desires. Well, that pentacle sure had me wondering. We were celebrating my birthday in Dudley town where I grew up. It is a ridiculously small town, but it was enough for me. Well, it was the only place I knew, to be honest. So, here is the spin to my story, I am a witch. But I was not just any witch, I was a hybrid; half-witch half-werewolf, the first of my kind, making me not-so-popular around town. People were friendly, but I knew they did not know what to think of me. They did not really want to find out what or who I really was, and that was horrible. So, I did not really have any friends; it was just me, Demetria, and Althea the pack healer. Althea was Demetria's friend, who helped me with my training and understanding my powers. I felt more 'witchy' than 'wolfy'. Maybe it was because I barely shifted to let my wolf run free. I could not even remember the last time I went to the pack. Demetria said it was important to stay connected to both halves of me and be around my kind, but it was hard when they always appeared to be afraid. Maybe if I could just go somewhere else where people did not know what I was, it would make it easier. Anyway, the pack was not far from Dudley town, it was in the forest close by. It was called the Dark Entry Forest . . . Weird, I know. I was in the Silver Wolf Pack, apparently named after all the alphas with white fur that shines silver in the moonlight. My dad was one of them, I have been told, and so am I. Long, silky fur covered my wolf's body and I had icy-blue eyes. I was beautiful. If only I let her out more; the feeling of running like nothing can get to you, wind in your fur, dirt on your paws, no rules, no worries; just you and the run. It was the best feeling in the world. If only I had someone to run with. After cake and tea, and finally getting my upgraded pendant back, Demetria and I stopped at the Dark Entry Forest to visit Althea. She had phoned Althea earlier and asked if we could come by. She wanted to give me a present and needed Demetria's help with a spell or something. I was happy to see Althea, but I was uncomfortable. It would be the first time we went to the pack house, and I would be surrounded by the glaring eyes of wolves I had never seen before.

I could almost feel their eyes piercing through me. Maybe I should give them a show, freak them out, and then have a pleasant laugh. Demetria would kill me, well, if she could. We walked through the forest talking and laughing, then out of nowhere, Demetria said: 'I think it's time you move back here,'. My jaw dropped. 'What! I don't want to stay here; the wolves hate me. ''No, they don't,' she replied. 'Yes, they do,' I snapped. 'I could tell by the way they look at me – like I'm going to devour their children or something.

'She chuckled, 'My sweet Aloisa, they just don't know you, because you never want to come here and be part of them. ''Well, how could I? They killed my parents because they didn't want to accept change 'Demetria's face filled with sorrow. 'I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I, I just . . .'She stopped and looked at me, opening her arms. 'I understand how you feel, but things have changed now . . . all because of your mom and dad. Aloisa, this is your pack and I think it's time you return to it. ''You don't have to be Luna now, but let them see you can be your father's daughter and let them get to know you. 'I closed my eyes while we embraced. I felt so out of place here, but I loved my wolf and because I did not let her out, it made me weaker. Perhaps she was right; perhaps I should take a chance. 'Will you stay here too?' I asked. 'Of course I'll stay here,' Althea reassured me. I hugged her.

After a long walk, we reached the pack house entrance, where we were greeted by two big buff men. They knew Demetria, but they did not know me. Well, of course, they did not know me because I had never travelled this deep into the forest before or met anyone of them. Demetria greeted the men with a warm smile and introduced me as Aloisa Bullara, Luna of the Silver Pack. The Guards were stunned and so was I. Why would she say that? I am no Luna! Well, technically I am. . . But I do not even know if I can do this. Sure, I agreed to stay here but to be Luna? Hmm . . . Nope.

The guards looked at me and then back to Demetria. She smiled and said, 'Your Luna has returned, and if you don't believe me, ask Alpha Peter, who is standing in during her absence. ''Alpha Peter?' I was standing there with a weak smile. I clearly looked like an idiot, with confusion written all over my face. 'No, we believe you, we just didn't expect her today,' the one guard managed to utter. They moved out of the way and let us through. 'What was that?' I whispered to Demetria. 'What was what dear?' she replied. 'Luna? Alpha Peter?' She smiled at me. She was always so good to me; her smile always made me feel like I belonged . . .'It was the truth, wasn't it? You are the Luna, and we shall handle all the other details once we are settled in. 'It felt like they planned all this. Demetria stopped and turned towards me. 'Aloisa, I have been telling you, you need to pay more attention to your wolf's side, but you never do. So, if this is the only way to help you reach your true strength, then I am here all the way. You will see it's not as bad as you make it out to be in that pretty little head of yours.' She briefly placed her hand on my cheek before continuing down the path. I was freaking out; my hands were sweating, my heart beating fast. Why was I so nervous? We reached the front yard, which had a building towering over it; it looked more like a castle than a house. It was the most beautiful place I had ever seen. It had three floors. People were walking all over and to my surprise not many people even noticed us – and by us, I mean me. To the side of this big house were smaller houses on the same property. The forest was dense and water gushed along the steeply inclined rocky terrain. It sits in the shadow of three separate mountains: Bald Mountain, Woodbury Mountain, and The Colt's Foot Triplets. Because of the dense and tall woods, the forest had been given the name 'Dark Entry Forest'. The land is not officially located in a Connecticut state forest, but sits on private land near the Mohawk State Forest and Mohawk Trail. It truly was a breathtaking view. Demetria was looking at me as I took it all in. I felt something I never felt before but could not put a name to it. She asked me if I was okay. I said yes, and she gave me a reassuring smile. We walked to Althea's house, which was to the far-left side of the beautiful log-and-stone castle. When we arrived, Althea was making potions in one of her rooms. She had a three-bedroom house, but only used one of them as a bedroom. The second one was used to make potions and the third one looked like a doctor's office, where she treated patients. It had an open plan: kitchen, dining room, and living room. The living room area had chandeliers with big crystals hanging from the roof. It also had a fireplace. It looked stylish but homey. It was a simple, yet beautifully balanced living space. The house was made from logs and stone like the big pack house.