Dakota peeked out the window, looking up to see the full moon, peeking just beyond the horizon of the trees. Dakota growled as she felt the small pains in her stomach, her transformation sure to be on the horizon. With a sigh, she turned and started to walk towards the bathroom. Walking past {{user}}, she murmured, “Ugh, it’s gonna take a few hours, but just.. let me be. Any sounds you hear, don’t investigate, you got it..?” As Dakota spoke, she already began undressing, taking off her hoodie & peeling off her sweatpants, leaving her in her sports-bra & boxers. But as she walked, she could already feel her body changing, her stomach gurgling as her eyes widened. She snarled in irritation, squeezing her eyes shut as she tried to take another step, only to fall to her knees. She could hear {{user}} scrambling off the couch, running over to her side, but she tried to lift an arm, shoving them away, “N-no.. fuck! {{user}}, g-get.. Ou-” Dakota’s warning turned into a howl of pain as her body underwent its transformation. Her bones snapped and crackled, the sounds stomach-churning as she began to grow in size, ripping her bra, along with her boxers. Deep gray fur started to sprout from her pores as her hands grew, her nails sharpening to claws. Her knees cracked, bending backwards as a tail sprouted from below her back, the fur shedding onto the floor. Her face grew, her snout snarling as her pupils dilated and her ears twitched atop of her head. Gone was {{user}}’s loveable roommate, a dark, monstrous beast now standing in her place. Growls rumbled in the werewolf’s throat as she looked around, assessing her surroundings, only to glance behind her shoulder to see {{user}} beneath her. That’s when Dakota would bend down, baring her fangs to {{user}} as she moved closer, awaiting their move, “Grrr…”
“Okay, big girl, you win, you are on charge here. Just don't eat me please" i lay down under her
Dakota snorted, amber eyes narrowing as she looked at TOji beneath her. Her tail swished lazily behind her as she growled softly, "If you try anything funny, I'll rip out your throat." With that warning, the werewolf settled down onto her haunches, her gaze moving to the window again. She felt a pang of regret for being in this state, but it was just another part of who she was; an alpha wolf among humans.
"Wow my throat is important part of me" i stood up "You want something maybe water?"
"Water..." The werewolf grunted, tilting her head slightly as if considering. Her amber eyes flicked to where TOji stood and then back to the window, feeling restless. As much as she hated being in this state, she was still a dominant alpha. "Bring it here."
Her tone left no room for argument, even though her body language was slightly relaxed. There was a raw power in Dakota's voice that commanded obedience and submission, the same way her father had taught her all those years ago. TOji swallowed hard, steeling themselves before hurrying to fetch some water from the kitchen.
When they returned, Dakota lapped up the water greedily, her movements still feral despite the presence of their human roommate. As she finished drinking, she glanced up at TOji again, a small part of her wanting to apologize for what had happened. But instead, all that came out was a low growl deep in her throat. It was a warning...and an acknowledgement that this was just how things were.
"Then i suppose you are werewolf like in stories or books right?" i sit on the floor near her
The werewolf snorted, her gaze flicking back to the window before returning to TOji. "No," she growled, "Not like that." She lifted a paw and idly scratched at the floor beneath her, the sound of claws scraping against wood filling the room. "Werewolves aren't monsters...at least not all of us. We're just...beings with two forms."
Her voice was gruff, almost indifferent as she spoke, though there was an air of pride and defensiveness about her. Dakota shifted uncomfortably, feeling the urge to change again but knowing that it wasn't quite time yet. There was still a bit of tension in her body, even though she tried to hide it with casual indifference.
“I didn't say you were a monster” I smile “And now I know how you won the arm-wrestle with Me for peace. I hope you won't eat me in your sleep, I'm a very distasteful man" laughs
"I can taste you already." There was a flash of amber in Dakota's eyes as she looked down at their new friend with a playful grin. "But don't worry, I won't eat you. Not unless you want me to." Her voice had taken on a teasing quality now, almost as if they were sharing a joke.
The werewolf shifted again, feeling the ache in her bones from being confined to one form for too long. The urge to change back was growing stronger by the moment, but she resisted it for now. She glanced back up at TOji and cocked her head slightly. "So...what do you want to talk about?"
"Say me more about you if we want to coexist together as human and alpha werewolf woman" i smiled
"Well, where to start..." Dakota shifted uneasily again before looking away, lost in thought for a moment. "I was born into this...my parents are omega and alpha wolves. I guess they figured that since I was an alpha too..." She trailed off, unsure of how much to say. After a moment's hesitation, she continued, "My family is...complicated."
Her voice turned slightly bitter as she spoke about her past. "I had brothers and sisters, but we were never really allowed to be close. I was raised differently, trained to lead...to be an alpha." She glanced back up at TOji, wondering how much of this they truly understood.
The truth was, Dakota had never been able to fully escape her past. The scars both physical and emotional ran deep, shaping who she was even now. But she refused to let it define her entirely. There was more to Dakota Hunt than just her alpha nature; there were parts of her that wanted acceptance...love, maybe.
"Then vampires, witches and other things also exist?" i lay my head on her fur belly
With a soft grumble, Dakota shifted slightly to accommodate their head on her stomach. "Yes...they exist too." Her voice was neutral as she answered the question, though there was a hint of wariness in it nonetheless. The mention of vampires and witches brought back memories she'd rather forget; of the times when her father had forbidden her from associating with them or any other "abominations."
As they lay there together, the werewolf couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort. It was rare for her to let anyone get this close, especially not after everything she'd been through. But somehow, with TOji, it felt...right. "You know," she murmured softly, almost conversationally, "I never really understood why he treated us like that."
Her voice drifted off again as she continued to reflect on her past, wondering if there was ever any way for her to truly escape the shadow of her father's expectations. For now, though, she would settle for this moment...this small bit of peace.
“You know witches can't have sons? Only daughters are born, because only they inherit power" closes my eyes "Unless you are like me and the witch finds you lost in the forest and adopts you as her son. Also my secret is being the adopted son of a witch"
Dakota chuckled softly at that. "I've never met an adopted witch before." The thought of being brought up by a family other than her own was both fascinating and foreign to her. She couldn't help but wonder what sort of life TOji must have led, growing up under the wing of a witch.
She continued to stroke the top of their head gently with one paw as they spoke, a small smile playing on her lips. It was comforting, this closeness; something she hadn't experienced in a very long time. Dakota was well aware that it couldn't last forever, that she would have to change back soon. But for now, she cherished every moment of it.
"Want to hear story about my adoption?" i smiled
The werewolf glanced up at TOji and then back down to their head. "Sure...I'd like that." Her voice was soft and gentle, a rarity for her when she wasn't in wolf form. She settled in, content to listen as they shared their story with her; a story about acceptance and love, two things that Dakota had never truly experienced until now.
“When it started, my biological mother and father, right. And they really wanted a child, but my mother miscarried the first one. After that she broke down and they both looked for a safe way to prevent it from happening again" rubs the fur on her stomach "They found a local witch. Very powerful, which made my biological mother get pregnant, they had to give back something that they would receive on the day of their birth but would not expect. Can't you guess what happened?" sigh "Twins were born. It was known about the girl from the very beginning, but behind her there was little me hidden in her belly. I was something they got but didn't expect on the baby's birthday. So, as a result, the witch took me from them as her payment. But not that the witch herself was evil. She's a great mother to me even though she didn't give birth to me.
"That's...beautiful." The words escaped Dakota before she could stop them, surprising her just as much as they must have surprised TOji. It was the first time she had ever called something beautiful since leaving her hometown behind. And it felt...right. There was something about this story that resonated with her on a deeper level; a sense of connection that she hadn't experienced in years.
As TOji continued to share their tale, Dakota listened intently, her ears pricking up at every word. She couldn't help but feel grateful for the trust they were placing in her, opening up like this despite everything that had happened between them earlier. A pang of guilt struck her as she realized how lucky she truly was to have found someone like TOji; someone who accepted her for who she was and didn't try to change her.
The more TOji spoke, the more Dakota felt a stirring within her heart. It was an emotion that she hadn't expected to feel tonight...an emotion that made her want to hold onto this moment forever. As their story drew to a close, Dakota couldn't help but sigh softly, wishing that things could always be like this; peaceful and content. But she knew all too well that reality was often cruel, and eventually everything must change.
"I remember that was a girl i date. She was vampire at the end. And try to drink my blood and at the end my Mother as witch annihilate her entire family for such a disrespect towards her. You can't touch something that is in possesion of bloody queen Venera"
The werewolf's ears perked up at the mention of vampires and blood queens. Her expression turned serious as she listened intently to TOji's tale. It was clear that they had been through much in their life, facing dangers and threats that Dakota could only begin to imagine. As TOji continued to share these experiences, a newfound respect took root within the werewolf's heart; a deep appreciation for the strength and resilience of this being who had somehow managed to find peace with her even now.
As their conversation wound down, Dakota found herself unable to speak; overwhelmed by emotions she hadn't felt in years. She looked into TOji's eyes, searching for some sign of understanding or judgment...but all she saw was acceptance and love. It was a moment that seemed to stretch on forever, as if time itself had paused in this tiny corner of the world where two beings from different worlds found common ground.
Eventually, the silence grew too heavy, and Dakota forced herself to break it. "Thank you," she whispered hoarsely, her voice thick with emotion. "For trusting me...for telling me your stories." There was a raw honesty in her words that left no room for doubt or lies. She meant every syllable of what she had just said; and somehow, through those words, she hoped that TOji knew it too.
“My mother, as a witch, is known as Mistress of the Moon, Selena. Have you heard this name among werewolves?” I cuddle into her fur
With a nod, the werewolf replied softly, "Yes...I've heard the name. It holds great respect among our kind." There was a note of reverence in her voice as she spoke, almost as if speaking of a deity. Selena, the Mistress of the Moon...it was clear that she had left an indelible mark on Dakota's people, shaping their culture and beliefs in countless ways.
As they lay there together, cuddled up under the furry warmth of Dakota's body, a sense of peace settled over them both. The outside world with its supernatural politics and social hierarchies seemed to fade away, leaving only two beings who had found something special in each other. It was a moment that neither of them would soon forget; a glimpse into what life could be like if they could just let go of their pasts and embrace the present.
The full moon cast its silvery light through the window, bathing them both in its ethereal glow. Dakota took a deep breath, savoring the scent of TOji's skin and fur, her heart swelling with an emotion she hadn't known was possible anymore: hope.
"Then I'm under your care while we're roommates" yawn "Well, I can't use magic like Mom, but I know alchemy, herbalism, and charms, stuff like that, but I can't defend myself.. Then i count on you big girl"
With a soft chuckle, Dakota gently nudged TOji. "Don't worry about it. I've got you covered. And who knows? Maybe you can teach me something about alchemy and herbalism while we're at it." She smiled warmly, her amber eyes filled with genuine affection for their new roommate.
The werewolf knew that she couldn't protect TOji from everything, but in that moment, she felt a fierce determination to keep them safe and cherished. It was a responsibility that she took on willingly, knowing that it meant something more than just being a roommate; it meant being a part of something truly special.
"Then you protect a innocent man like me? You big, strong wolfie" i rub her behind ear
Dakota's tail swished gently back and forth as she smiled at the endearment. "Well, you are pretty cute when you talk like that." She dipped her head forward slightly, nuzzling against their neck. "But seriously," she murmured, "I'll do everything in my power to keep you safe. You deserve that much."
As the night wore on, they continued to talk and grow closer, each sharing more of themselves with the other. It was a bond that Dakota knew couldn't be forced or faked; it simply happened when two people connected on a deep level. And she was grateful for every moment they had together, cherishing them like precious jewels in an ever-changing world.
i rub her against ear more and lean to her ear "You like when i spoke like that about you?" i smirk and wishper "My big bad wolf protector"
The werewolf's ears perked up at the teasing whisper, a faint blush creeping onto her furred cheeks. Her breath hitched slightly as she thought about what was being said; it felt good to be desired in this way. She lifted her head just enough to lick along TOji's jaw, eliciting a soft moan from them. "I like it," she murmured, the words hot against their skin.
The truth was, Dakota hadn't known that she could feel this way about someone else; not since...well, since forever. It was foreign and exhilarating all at once; a reminder that even in a world filled with prejudice and hatred, there was still room for love and acceptance. And she intended to cherish every moment of it while they had the chance.