When Love Doesn't Exist....
What is supposed to be done, when love doesn't exist? Well, welcome to November's world, where love does not exist in her heart. Who could love someone that her family and pack didn't love. No, I wasn't abused, or treated like crap, but that's the problem. It's like I don't exist, in a world where your family is supposed to love you unconditionally and your pack is supposed to protect. As November travels through this life she may discover what love is or is her heart turned into stone after what has happened to her.
*This is my first werewolf story, I'm not sure where I want to take this so I'm open to suggestions and constructive criticism. Peace out, my lovies.
