Dilemma

When they had come here, the warlocks already had a plan on how everything would go down, they would talk to the nuns, the people there. Then they would talk to Rhian and Angelo and make them understand the simple fact that they were werewolves and that they were rulers and heirs to a whole race.

It should have been easy. But right now, they dint know what to do. They didn't know how the perfect plan had found its way out of the window at the moment they met her.

The warlocks in the room were in a dilemma. They didn't know what to do. They were in the presence of the most powerful beings the earth had ever seen. Instead of being happy they were more careful because these very people had been explosive in the few minutes they had just seen each other.

It looked like they weren't scared of anything. The warlocks needed to do something. Anything that could ensure their leaders didn't run away from them this time. They needed to get a hold of Rhian first because she was a ticking bomb.

The amulet they had come with had completed itself, and their tattoos were lighting up. Together they had formed a wolf.

A symbol of their heritage.

This was however visible to the wolves alone. When they had seen the completion, they wanted to tell the explosive duo, but the warlocks warned them. Clearly, this pair was going to be hell to deal with and if they knew there was something else here they would have surely angered their wolves.

They would all end up dead.

They wanted to help their leaders, but they didn't know how to. They were stuck. The changes would be more evident in the next hour, especially since there were only two hours left before they fully transformed into their true selves.

They decided to leave the matron with the woo of them because it seemed like they had a lot to talk about. Two hours wasn't enough to explain their heritage to them. Not even their roles, a d that was something everyone knew.

They didn't know what to do at first. The nun knew that this was going to happen with or without her intervention. She was just going to give it to them straight, but first, she had to ensure that Rhian didn't feel like the nun had cursed her.

That would be very dangerous for all of them.

"you two have to listen to me. We only have an hour before everything changes completely. Before your lives are totally ruined upside down." their nana started. If she had had more time, she could have prepared them for this day and moment, but right now, ripping off the bandaid would work, right?

"perfect... The cursed one will finally die... Hello world, you hearing this? The good thief will be..oomph" Rhian had started with her drama again, but Angelo muffled her mouth and they ended up falling on each other again.

Well more like Rhian on Angelo, but whichever way worked.

Nana felt like she was being punished now. These two kids would be the death of her, that is if they actually sat down and listened to their transformation process.

The closer they were together, the brighter the moon would be on the outside and the faster their transformation to their true selves would happen. But then how was she even supposed to explain that to them?

"nana, please continue," Angelo said to the old woman, clearly tired of Rhian's whines. His hand on her mouth would keep her quiet for some time. Even though he could feel his self-control going away with every instance that her tongue licked his palm. Why did she have to be this troublesome?

"Angelo...Rhian... Those are not your real names." at that, Rhian scoffed. She was getting pissed off with every minute that passed. However, that was expected especially with Angelo beside her. Angelo on the other hand looked at the nana, urging her to continue before the she-devil he was restraining got herself loose.

"you both are Hermes and Hera, the gods of the werewolves. The changes you are going through are because you both will be turning eighteen in a few hours. You will both transform into wolves and be with your people. The warlocks will help you, though I'm sure with the way your eyes have already changed, I should just keep everyone safe.." with that, the matron got up, literally ran out of her office, and started yelling at the humans to get back in and lock the doors.

She shouted at the warlocks to cast a spell on the rooms the humans were in so that their leaders wouldn't turn the children and the humans into food. Everyone was looking at her like she had grown a new head, but they knew that she was telling the truth.

As she passed the high warlock, the matron told him that Hera had already started changing into her wolf. And since she was the most unstable one, there was a chance that she would lash out at everyone.

With that she got herself to safety, leaving the wolves rejoicing, the warlocks already worked up, and of course, satan and his wife were left in shock.

What nana had said didn't make any sense at all. If this was a joke, then it was the worst joke the both of them had ever heard.

Was it really a joke though?