I woke up early, feeling the warmth of the sun peeking through my window. Stretched my muscular body and yawned, revealing my sharp teeth. After a quick workout and a cold shower, I dressed in my signature black leather jacket and jeans.
"It's going to be a good day I suppose," I said to myself, smiling and admiring my physique in the mirror.
As I headed to the kitchen for breakfast, my mind wandered to my plans for the day. I had a meeting at the architecture firm to discuss a new project, a high-rise building in the city center.
I spent the morning going over the designs and brainstorming ideas with his team.
After lunch with Emily, my colleague and very good friend, I headed to the pack gathering, a monthly tradition where we would normally catch up and bond over our shared werewolf heritage. We met at a trendy bar in the city, blending in with the human crowd.
Marco and Dante, my cousins, raised their glasses in a toast. "To Lowell, the most humanized werewolf we know!"
I chuckled, taking a sip of my beer. "Hey, someone's got to represent our kind in the human world."
Dante teased, "Yeah, but don't forget your roots, Lowell. You're one of us, a true werewolf."
I smiled, feeling a sense of pride and loyalty to my pack. "I'll never forget, cousins. But I've got a life to live, a mate to love, and a future to build."
The pack leader, Alessandro, nodded in approval. "We respect your choices, Lowell. Just remember, your true mate is out there, and when you find her, you'll know."
Immediately, my thoughts drifted to Liz, my human girlfriend. I really like her but then she's not what I want. I shook my head to remove the thought and focus on the discussion with my packs.
As the night wore on, I and my pack celebrated our bond, our laughter and stories mingling with the human crowd. We talked about their lives, their jobs, and their families. I really felt grateful for his pack, his support system in the human world.
It was really boring at times just hanging out with humans, it's never as lively as this.
But as the night wore on, my werewolf nature started haunting me. I felt the urge to run, to hunt, to let this wolf side of me free. I excused himself, stepping out into the night air.
The city streets were alive with energy, the sounds of cars and music filling the air.
"A lovely city" I hummed under my breath.
The sight of happy couples holding hands and families laughing together only served as a reminder to what I was missing. My inner wolf growled in agreement. I needed my Luna, my mate, my partner in every part of the world.
My mind wandered back to Liz, the beautiful human who captured my attention. I had revealed my true nature to her expecting her to flee in fear, but instead she seems to be more drawn to me.
I thought about the numerous women I have been with, none of them ever satisfied the deep-seated longing within me. My wolf craved for something more, something real.
As I turned a corner, I spotted a small bookstore. On second thought, I decided to enter, hoping to find some kind of distractions in there from my thoughts. The musty scent of old books enveloped me as I wandered through the shelves.
Then I saw her - a stunning young woman with piercing green eyes and thick black long hair, sitting at a small table, reading a book.
Our eyes met and I felt my heart skip.
"Hey", I said, trying to sound as calm as ever. "Mind if I join you?"
She smiled, her eyes crinkled at the corners. "Not at all".
I sat down across from her, and we introduced ourselves. Her name was Tala, she was a lover of books, she came to the book shop most evenings to read.
We talked for hours, sharing, sharing stories and laughter, and I felt a connection with her that I had never experienced before.
She is not just beautiful but intelligent and creative as well. At one point, we stumbled upon a shared love for old movies and old songs, it happened to be her favorite old movie was my favorite too.
I felt like I have known her for years, not just hours.
"Lowell, tell me something that no one else knows about," she said.
I was scared that she might despise me if I told her but there was something about Tala that made me feel like I could trust her with my deepest secrets.
"I have a special connection to the moon", I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I feel it's pull, it's energy, in a way that's hard to explain".
Tala's eyes lit with intrigue. "That's amazing," she said
"I've always been fascinated by the moon's power and its energy too".
In that moment, I felt a spark of recognition, like I found a kindred spirit.
She checked her time, it was getting late already. I knew that but I didn't want to leave the moment.
" I will be heading home now," she said, closing the book chapter.
"Do you mind if I walk you down?" My voice sounded desperate but then I did not really care.
"Sure, but I will be taking a taxi where I live isn't a walkable distance"
"That's fine."
I knew I wanted to see her again but did not know how to ask, this was very unlike me. It seems I have just become weak just by being with her.
I walked her down to the street where we stood waiting for her to board a a taxi
"How do I get to see you again, Tala"? I finally asked.
"I come here every Monday, Thursday and Friday by 7pm, we could meet here any of those days you're free."
Satisfied by her response, I nodded and smiled. She finally found a taxi and left..
While walking back, I knew this was another story that was only just beginning to unfold.