Dark Side of the Moon by KN Faulk Page A

me when the wolf shook violently.  Its blue eyes closed, and the hair receded back into the skin.  What the hell?
    As London reappeared where the wolf had been, I looked away.  Though his pants were by the wolf’s feet, as he appeared, he was naked.  That was one thing that I just did not need to see.
    “I know it’s a lot to take in, Selina,” London said.
    But I interrupted him.  “What?  That you attacked me for no good reason before Christmas?” I asked with a little venom.
    “It wasn’t me, Selina.”
    I felt a little better now that he was…back to normal?  I’d be able to hold my own against him better with him like this.  God, this was so weird.  “The wolf that attacked me was black.  And you can apparently turn into a black wolf?”  I shakily stood, and took a step back.  Chancing a look at him, I found him to have his jeans back on and was slipping his shirt over his head.
    “It wasn’t me, Selina.  I was on the other side of town and didn’t know it happened until sunrise.  But it was my fault that you were attacked.  We should have caught the guy before he even touched you.”
    “You’re a freak.  Don’t come near me again,” I told him, turning to try to run away from him.  What kind of a person turns into a wolf?
    But he somehow got in front of me, and grabbed me by my shoulders.  “Selina, wait.”
    “No, let go of me.”
    He shook my shoulders, his face turning angry.  “Listen to me.  Neither of us is crazy.  But we are freaks.  You’ve smelled things that you normally wouldn’t have; things like if someone stepped in mud or the food in the pantry.  You’ve been hearing things, like a conversation across the room.  You’re hair has become thicker.  You crave rare to raw meat.  Now tell me that one of those is wrong.”
    How did he know about all of that?
    London took a deep breath.  “That wasn’t an ordinary wolf that attacked you, Selina.  And neither were the wolves that knocked him off of you.”
    “How did you—”
    “Because the two that helped you are part of my pack.  None of us wanted to leave you there, but there was no way we could move you without hurting you or let anyone know what happened to you.  You really don’t know how sorry I am that you were attacked.”
    His face was softer now, and his sadness actually seemed genuine.  But I was still so confused and freaked out.  I couldn’t quite read his eyes, couldn’t tell if he was lying to me about attacking me.  I wasn’t sure if I should trust him.  But he did know about what I was feeling in the past week, something I haven’t told anyone.  “Why can I do all of these things, London?  Why was there a wolf where you had been?”
    “I think you already know the answer to that, Selina.”
    I shook my head and tried to get away from him, but he kept his grip on my shoulders tight.  “It can’t be true.  They’re not real,” I whispered.
    “You saw me shift into a wolf.  You saw it with your own eyes.  It wasn’t a projection or an illusion.  I am a werewolf.  I have been ever since I was born.”
    This can’t be happening.  A werewolf?
    “The wolf that attacked you was one, too.  The group you see me with at school are in my pack.  And you…were bitten on the full moon.”
    My eyes widened with surprise.
    “I’ve been trying to think of a way to tell you about it, but I couldn’t think of a scenario where you wouldn’t completely freak out.  So I’m glad you came to me first.  I can help you, Selina.  You can become a part of my pack, which will be easier on you.  We’ll help you through your transitions and keep an eye on you so nothing bad happens.  You’ll be perfectly fine with us.”  He eyed me.  “Say something, Selina.  So I know you understand what I’m telling you.”
    It took me a moment to even form the words in my mind.  “I-I’m…becoming a-a werewolf?”
    “Yes.  And your first shift will happen on the next full