Ever since my mother died in a rouge attack my father has kind of been crazy.
But she died when I was only 5 years old, I was a runt. My dad hated runts. He is the alpha of the fog moon pack, if you ask me he is a cruel and awful alpha.
Why would I say such things about my own father... Well, he abuses runts, unfortunately that's me. In matter of fact everyone in the pack enjoys tormenting me. I had a brother, but he had run away when I was 7 so I don't remember him much.
But enough about the past, I'm 17 now and werewolves usually find their mate when were 18 so I'm super excited, hopefully he is not in my pack so that ill be abled to leave my fathers possession. So far, he won't let me leave... Runts are kept as slaves.
Welcome to the life of me,
Jordan Black
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I Don't Understand Alpha
Werewolf"I'm sorry dad," He slowly turns his head around and walks to me until we're face to face. "Stupid runt your a disgrace to this pack" he spat with his awful coffee breath. I then felt a hard impact on my cheek. He had slapped me. Me and my wolf had...
