Once Upon an Angelic Moon

Bahm's P.O.V







The wind brushes our faces harshly.

Much more his than it did mine. He wasn't exactly getting the hang just yet.

Our lips flapped under the cold night breeze, and our fur gripped our bodies for dear life.

Well, not really.





Running much slower than usual so that I could stay at the same level as Kris, my pup struggled to run through the many acres and miles of rocky terrain out in the jungle.

Unlike me, who ran on all fours, he ran on two legs, so he jumped over trees, saying it was better on his hind legs to jump than it was to run.

It's strange to see here I was, teaching an adult child of mine, and sincerely, I wanted to spend the whole night explaining and tutoring him to the best of my knowledge. For the rest of his life, really. I've missed out on who knows how much!



The first hour he shifted and ran about, he asked about certain body parts and their potential use, and thanks the heavens it was a good thing Hunnie left us at that moment, because his next questions about further animals and supernatural beings in his Lycan form, sent me over the edge and I knew she wouldn't approve in me answering them.





Which I did!







"Oh gosh!

Oh..Oh Gosh!

I'm...MORTIFYING!

Does my face still look like mine?!!

WHY ARE YOU SO HUGE COMPARED TO ME???"

He whined, and I laughed hysterically, hiding the fact he did look a bit terrifying, and his mouth ran a lot faster than his feet!





The accidental prodigal child of an Angel and Demon hybrid wasn't something pretty in the supernatural department, but he was as handsome as I've ever been and with how ripped his Lycan body was, he was going to super succeed most.





I considered myself a Tribrid when I had Demons in me, being able to possess their multiple different powers, but now...now I'm just a Demon-Wolf Dark Fei, and this human-washed hybrid...was my long-lost offspring.





"Can I bed another wolf like this?

Oh, my gawwdd...This is, INSANE!

Check out my abs! They look even better than my own!" He was laughing hysterically like a maniac.





"HOLY SHIT MAN!

I'M MUCH BIGGER THAN THE WOLVES IN THE WITCHY WORLD!!!!

HAVE YOU F*CKED HUNNIE IN THAT BODY??"

He just kept blabbering in an happy euphoric state. A butterfly that just flapped its wings. His questions and expressions made me snicker.

Why is he so foul?







"SHH!" I hissed.



"Hunnie will hear, she's very much a hybrid now!"









"Blah!!!

I know you have!

What are you like, a hundred years old?

Why do you look so young?"





The obliviously annoying questions of a child could have gone on all night, but reality hits us as the night becomes cold and our bodies fatigue from all the jumping and horseplay.







"How do I change back?

Push against my surface?

Will I be naked, too?" He asked after we ate many sleeping pigeons.



The poor boy had no idea how to be a wolf or supernatural. I wondered if he was immortal and had already stopped aging from our Demon-Wolf blood, or maybe The Heavens decided to let him come down into this generation with his mother, Ah'Nhi.





Aldrerix danced all around now that we had a pup to bully, but I told him we had to take it easy on him. He's still pretty fragile, and I'd be dammed one day he blasted me with the angelic powers that he didn't know he harnessed!





"Yes, you'll be naked, Kris.

Always.

Unless you put pants on after your shift."







"Ah man, that shit h-hurt, really bad...

When will it get better?"





"Oh, come on, kid, it's only been a few hours since you discovered your canine abilities.

...

Have you uncovered anything from your mother?"

The questions slipped wearily. He didn't smell like anything else other than my blood, or like he wanted some revenge on his mother's behalf.







"No.

How will I know she's an Angel?"





"She may not be an Angel anymore as punishment for having you. I'd know her scent."





He shakes his head and breathes roughly through his snout.

"The Heavens, huh? Sounds Hellish."







"I've quite a bit stories from Hell?

Care to listen?"



"Don't tell me...you've been there."





"Not once, but twice!"





My pup gallops over under the midnight moon, sitting against a tree trunk, chewing a piece of bark, which he explained taste like nuts.



I told him all about Hunnie and how she initially rejected me, causing me to lash out and mark a Nymph in a violent rage, and how my mate agreed for me to be punished for all my atrocities to Hell.







"WOW!

What a homewrecker!"





"No...

It wasn't the young Nymph's fault.

It was mine..."



Lost in thought trying to remember how I exactly met Azalea, but all I could remember was her aunt approaching me.

But did I really indulge in drugs that night?

Who gave them to me?

Where did I get them?





I shrugged midway after Kris said it sounded like I took "happy pills," which I had no idea what that modern drug was. I must've been out of my mind without Hunnie.

A smile lines my face remembering just how I found that beautiful and enticing Dark Witch.





"You marked her as a wolf?"





"No!

She turned me back.

Have you been listening?"





"I'm trying to..." He begins squeezing his ear and plugging it with a finger.





"I THINK CRICKETS GOT INTO MY EARS!"

My eyes rolled to the back of my head, and Aldrerix threw us on our side. We might need an eternity to get himto act supernatural!





As we walked back to the castle, Kris requested if Hunnie could assist him with changing back, but I informed him she was asleep with the babies and wouldn't be able to help. He was very nervous, and I even sensed fear in him.





"What is it?

Everything alright?"





"No, I'm afraid I'll be stuck like this and won't be able to change back!"



I laughed, assuring him I, too, knew magic thanks to his birth grandmother Hiliana and how I could also absorb pain! He was very eager to know all about my other abilities, and I've never met anyone that sat down and became intrigued with my powers while also wanting to hear my life stories.



Some I'd never even tell Hunnie about.



It was already dawning when we finished our ancient storytelling while walking back to the castle.

I learned my son was supposedly born 29 years ago, right here in my country, but arrived in the U.S. when he was a little over three years old.

His mother treated him oddly as if she never wanted to get close.

Was she burdened she now had to live her life as a human?





"Are you ready to do this?

You'll have to keep practicing your shifting if you want your physical body to become strong.

You're the first son of a Demon-Wolf King, and I can't have a pussy as a son!"

I teased, forcing him to sit on the grassy fields as he chuckled and whimpered about changing over.





We were getting off to a good first start.

I think.

It'll take some time to get used to the fact he could be my little brother, but I'm sure Hunnie will keep me in check as a father with that.



Instructing him to push against his surface, and after many times farting, he finally gets it!



His ribcage begins the first crack, and he lets out a pained holler before I place my hand on his back, absorbing his pain.





Of course, I let him feel most of the change, I couldn't be too soft because it was my first time meeting him!



It brought me back memories from when I was four and shifted for the first time.

My father tried so hard to get me to change back, but I was so afraid, I got stuck that way for a hours!

Hiliana almost had a stroke once she saw her son as a small pup!





Once Kris changed over exhaustedly, his body was shaking tremendously, and he couldn't regulate his body temperature. Feeling sorry for the sucker, I informed him I'd be teleporting him into his chambers, so his wobbly knees didn't have to make his naked body walk through the halls.



He turns and nods, while standing up and immediately covers his manhood when he noticed a few guards and servants waiting outside this whole time.



A part of me felt like I'd known him my whole life, and it made me feel warm and fuzzy to hear someone call me pop and old man. I never thought I'd make it as far in life as The Demon-Wolf King.





After arriving back at Hunnie's mom cave, my mind was more aware now and not so focused on Kris. I could sense three of my pack members in the room, and I dismissed them in our link.





"Your daughter will need her undergarments changed soon," Opi whispers in the link before they all leave quietly.





Not wanting to wake Hunnie just yet, for her body sensed to really needed a lot of rest, I used my night vision in the darkroom to locate the nappies over in the baby powder stench of a nursery space across the room.



Yuck!

IT STUNK!

I covered my sensitive nose as I pulled the little drawers quietly open. Hunnie didn't need to use this human-smelling shit! It probably stifles my poor babies!



My mate needs rest, and I can change damn diapers on my own!

I didn't want the babies to wake just yet.

Searching endlessly through little pieces of clothing and toys, I was on a mission to congratulate Hunnie on becoming a mother my own way until a piece of fabric squeaked under my grasp!



ARGHHHH!!!!!!