I sigh deeply, perhaps, for the nth time in the thirty minutes that I came to the terrace of my "bedroom."
After I was calmed down by Damon when I went frantic after I was informed that I shifted the night before, they all explicitly described to me what happened during my shifting. And how the five of them, King Alpha, Queen Luna, Damon, Mark and Dr. Cleo had to all help in physically restraining me while I was shifting and had to exert a lot more in physically restraining my wolf.
It was Damon who started the story of my shifting as they said he was the one with me when I started shifting.
He said that he has just stood up from the side of the bed where he was watching over me, intending to get a drink of water by the side table when he heard a soft growl. It wasn't loud at first and he paused to listen carefully, unsure of what he has heard. Not even believing that he would hear a growl as there was only two of us and he knew for sure it was not him.
Then it happened again. Louder this time. He moved closer to me, moving his head near my head to see if it was really me and was stunned when the growl got stronger. He said, it was as if a large wolf was angry and making her anger known and he stood straight, still looking at me. Incredibly, the growl was coming from me. He mind link his parents and beta. Telling them to come quickly to his room.
His heart has started beating fast of fear and disbelief. Asking himself if it was possible that I was shifting in my sleep?
His parents were first to arrive, knocking and quickly opening his bedroom door. By then, the growls were continuous, getting louder and louder, but I was still laying on his bed, not moving at all.
The Queen Luna gasps when she first heard the growl, immediately mind linking the pack doctor to come.
He admitted, he was nervous as hell, not knowing what to expect, but at least, he has my parents and beta with him to assist him. They stood by me around the bed, Damon at the right side where I held my hand, his parents on the left and his future beta at the foot of the bed.
"What is happening to her? Is she shifting?" His mother asks no one in particular. Knowing, they were all witnessing this for the first time. Shifting usually happens on the thirteenth or fourteenth birthday and the werewolf is always awake. This is the very first time that a sleeping werewolf could be shifting, and they could not believe it.
Dr. Cleo, the pack doctor came in and they could only follow her movements as she walked to me and exclaim in shock. "She's shifting!!!" Thus, confirming what they have all feared.
They described my wolf as ferocious, almost angry and immediately wanting to run wild. They had no other choice but to subdue my wolf by having Dr. Cleo inject me with a sedative.
The time she injected me must be the time I had a glimpse of her come to me and giving me relief from all the pain.
After the joint efforts of storytelling of my shifting, we all walked to Damon's bedroom to see the mess I made when I sleep - shifted. They intentionally did not have the room cleaned because they knew I would not believe them when they told me.
I heard gasps from behind me as I looked in shock upon entering the bedroom. The room, especially the bed was a mess. The wooden bedpost was cut in different pieces and scattered all over the room as well as the previously attached whole body mirrors to the walk-in closet. All were in little pieces on the floor. The blankets, mattress and pillows were all torn and laying on the floor. Even the headboard has a lot of scratches on it.
After the tour to Damon's bedroom, we all tacitly agreed to let it rest for the night. Damon suggesting that it was getting late, and I needed to rest as I have just woken up from a coma state.
Everyone agreed and walked to the hallway to leave as I entered my bedroom, but the King Alpha told Damon that he still had somethings to talk about with him.
Damon absent-mindedly embraced me, kissed my forehead and said, "I'll come back later." As if it was a regular thing for him to come to my room at night or a regular, normal thing for him to kiss me before going anywhere.
I went to have a shower immediately upon entering my bedroom. Hoping it would help in releasing the stress and worries I have felt since I was told of my sleep shift. After my shower, I got a pair of underwear, which my future mother-in-law must have purchased with my clothes the day we went shopping after she had me have my haircut.
Then I went in search of pajamas, but decided to wear a white shirt instead which I recognized as Damon's; and I immediately recognize the scent attached to the shirt. Though the shirt just reached my mid-thigh, I did not bother to look for shorts. Who would see me anyway? Damon should have been immune to my body by now after staying with me in the bedroom for three days.
I looked at the bed for a few seconds, not relishing the idea of lying down for hours, waiting for sleep to claim me. Then I decided to take my moment at the terrace where I can relax with nature in night mode.
I let my foot carry me to the double glass doors leading to the terrace. There wasn't a chair I could sit on, but I noticed a little space where I can plop my butt safely and I can cross my legs in front of me for balance.
This space was a left-over space from the foundation below where the foundation for the terrace was attached. I slowly climb up the railings and take my new throne. Great! I fit in this little space. No one can even see me coming from the room. Years of hiding from my mate's gang has actually paid off. It honed my talent of finding small spaces I can fit my little body and I won't be disturbed or even seen if I didn't want to.
I sit and relax myself. Taking relaxing, calming breathes of the chilly air with a scent of pine from the forest. I gaze at the dark, dark forest and let my mind blank out. Releasing all the worrying thoughts brought about by everything I have discovered at the follow up meeting earlier.
I close my eyes as I feel one with the dark night. Focusing all on the music provided by the creatures of the forest. I continue breathing in and out. Enjoying how the chilly air caresses the exposed part of my body.
I reach out from within me. Blocking out anything that would enter my mind and disturb my peace.
I smell my mate for a second but before I force myself to face where his scent is coming from, it is gone. And I go back to my calming, relaxing spot. Continuing to blank out everything.
"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhkk..." I shriek as loud as I can as strong hands take hold of me. Forcefully pulling me from my new private spot. In shock, I fight the strong, almost like a wall, body protecting me as we fall to the ground.
"Baby! Baby! Stop it. Stop it baby!" I recognize my mate's voice and I stare in shock. He was lying on the floor of the terrace, shielding me from the cold, hard ground. I quickly sit up, seating on his stomach. "You scared me!" I shouted as I pummeled his chest.
He sits up as well. Anger apparent on his face. "Really now? Who climbed a railing just to seat at the very edge of a post, not caring if she falls and decorates the pavement with her brain and blood???" Damon's eyes were turning from blue to black as he a shouts angrily back at me.
"I was relaxing! I could have fallen with you grabbing me like that." I once again pummel at his chest in anger. Then I notice pairs of feet behind Damon's head and I look up in horror as I see Damon's parents, Mark, Rick, King Alpha's Beta, the three pack doctors, two omega's and three warriors, all watch me sit on Damon's stomach, without a shorts on, with only a shirt over my underwear.
Oh Goddess! Please open up the ground and let it swallow me!
I immediately become aware that my legs were open over Damon's stomach and that my legs all the way to my hips were exposed.
Goddess! Just let the ground open up please.