Story Shorts and Starters

Raised By Wolves

Raelen

Before

I could hear the howls, I couldn't hide. I had to run but I couldn't get far. I had to stay and be ripped apart.

Little did I know that they weren't there to eat me.

Now

I can feel the blood in my veins, pumping, trying to spread air over my body. The vile on the floor was now empty and smashed. I can hear my heart pumping. Sweat drips down my forehead. I shouldn't have drank the wolf blood. It will either kill me or turn me. I could see their glowing eyes, glaring me down. One of the wolves steps in, and shifts to a human. I can't believe it. They are werewolves. I quickly close my eyes, preparing to be injured or killed. "Welcome." he says.
"You aren't going to hurt me?" I ask.
"No. I'm going to train you to be one of us." he says.
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We're done here.

GOODBYE.