"Live high, arise to the stars. But body like the soul of darkness."
I stared at the reflection I called myself on the big mirror. The more I looked at my reflection, the more I hated myself.
The white gown flowed gracefully to the end of my feet, almost covering the toes. And the tiara on my hair, with diamonds and other stone, not once in my life I have hated my life.
My family was big with wealth and power, they controlled every aspect of my life. My body should look skinny-bone, my skin should always be pale-white and smooth without a speck, my dress and clothes should be all down to the floor, even my food.
I ate fruits, cereals, oats, and just free or low calories. And as the result, I became very thin, you could always looked at my ribs inside this heavy gown.
I fought the urge to cry in the corner and bawled my eyes out. But my uncle said a girl should be strong.
A princess should be strong.
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Hi ! This is my first attempt to write a werewolf story, hope you like it !
Thank you for giving this story a chance.
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Hombres Lobo"'tis is only thy scrap of life." The girl who has a powerful werewolf blood in her veins, meet her match. And it's not exactly good.
