A lone figure stands at the edge of her old pack's territory, and as she looks back she has no regrets leaving. She had to or they would have killed her. She is leaving them leaderless, and she hasn't a care in the world. Not a single one of them helped her or that of her mother. They just stood by and let the alpha kill his mate, and destroy his only child. They laughed and watched as he publicly took from her, her innocence. Finally, after seventeen years she has had enough. So now she is leaving without any regrets.
Her father is dead, by her own hand, filthy bastered. He deserved what he got and more. She turns around and walks on. A rogue without a pack. Alone in her suffering still, but she doesn't care anymore. She was born into this world alone. And alone she shall stay.
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So what do y'all think? Do I need to change anything. If I spelled something wrong just let me know how to change it and I will.
Okay so I will admit I was having trouble starting this. But if you'll stick with me other chapters will be a check of a lot better. I promise. And I will make it up to you next chapter seeming how short this one is.
Alright kitties until next time.
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Lone Luna
WerewolfShe has a dark and twisted past. She trusts no one. She is truly alone....... That is until she decides to change it. She will find others like her and bring them together, and in a way she saves them. But they also save her. The only problem is th...
