I woke up at the break of dawn as i usually did and ran the entire perimeter of the pack lands twice to get myself pumped and ready of a full day of training, interacting and researching on all of the pack members. However no matter how much Vera begged me to let her out i wouldn't do it, Vera was my only companion through these years, she has kept me warm in the winters with her beautiful white coat and her golden eyes have kept a close watch on everything that i did making sure that i didn't get us both killed. even though we've been through all of that together, she goes wild each and every time i let her out killing everything in a mile radius. she is much larger than normal wolves our age in fact we tower over a fully grown alpha male. it isn't because of being in the wild for so long its because we were born this way. ( I'm on the right track baby i was born this way, sorry i had to do it XD)
We were born a lycan. not the type of wolf that has lightning shooting out of its paws or a ridiculous beast that you would read in a comic , but a hybrid wolf that is more dominate and better in ever aspect like running, jumping, fighting or even sensing other beings. We are better in ever aspect that you could possibly think of, except for the fact that we cannot have children and we cannot shift until we find our mate.
Some mates might separate or one might die, if so then that is the end for that generation of lycan's. We are mentally incapable of mating with anyone other than our mate. we could mate physically but we would feel no pleasure or excitement. most wolves who have lost their mate would mark another by biting them on the collar bone, which they then would need to have sex and complete the mating process then abracadabra they're mates. but if we were to try something such as this we would have a sixty percent of dying, since our body rejects the bite and we eventually die from the constant fevers, illnesses, rashes, infections and other things that you probably wouldn't even be able to comprehend. Most lycan's are born with the gene and stay that way till they die, but i have heard many legends of humans being bitten by an alpha lycan and surviving which then turned them into a lycan. however i have not witnessed any such thing, in fact i have not seen any other lycan's besides myself since the fall of my pack. we had many lycan's gather there and live there till the Blood Lust clan attacked after that day i had not seen any like myself.
The only reason i can shift is because i had found my mate many years ago. Since i hadn't found my mate yet i couldn't shift which left me vulnerable, the day that i met him i was being abused by some drunk old men in an old alley way. He knocked them out with a single punch and as soon as i looked into his eyes i knew that he was my mate. A few days later i had had my first shift it was the most excruciating pain i had ever felt. i could feel all of my bones breaking and shattering like pen in a wood chopper and my skin shredding into tiny scrapes of flesh. My mate had been with me the entire time until he realized what i was, he slowly stood up and backed away not leaving my gaze for a second. He then did something unexpected. He started to run. Everybody knows that you should never try to run away from an alpha and a lycan at that. As soon as he had made it a good distance away, Vera howled a loud and vicious howl signalling that the hunt was on, since it was my first time shifting i had no clue what to do so i just let Vera do what she wanted. it wasn't until we were crunching on the bonds and flesh of something that i realized what i had just done. We had killed our only mate. And there was no going back.
"Snow!" i snapped out of my day dream and was met with the gaze of Nate the soldier that had originally found me on the pack lands. Which of cause i let him do. "What are you doing here?" he asked with a confused look on his face.
"I could ask you the exact same thing" i answered leaving an emotionless expression on my face.
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The Last To Find Revenge
WerewolfAnnabelle Avalon was a sweet and loving 6-year-old girl until her fathers lands were invaded by the ruthless pack called Blood Lust clan. She witnessed her entire family being massacred right in front of her eyes. Twelve years later and Annabelle ha...