she has returned.
the girl.
the dangerous one.
the one who is becoming wolf.
she has taken something from us,
not just our want.
our prince.
he is no longer human.
he has to understand.
he cannot have her.
she is too human.
he will be like us.
wolf.
no traces of human left.
some of us were fully-blooded wolves.
but some were human.
like him.
like her.
there is a way she can be changed.
but we are wolf.
we don't know anything except our will to survive.
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Prince of Wolves
Short Storyi hear them howl, for them. for me. for flesh. for blood. and i wonder, i wonder if i'm supposed to feel so empty, so cold. ❄️ #674 in short story - july/august 2017 #216 in my youth - august 2018 -completed
