Prologue

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My name is Kendra and I'm an orphan. I was taken in by the Alpha of the Redwood Pack. He treats me like I'm his own daughter.

A while before I become sixteen, the age when you get your wolf, strange things start to happen with me and around me. It seems that I am something that hasn't been seen in 400 years. I don't know what I am.

Nobody knows.

The only thing we know about me comes from a very old book.
Apparently I am a Wanderer. That is a werewolf with the ability to make one side win. I can let the Good win, or I can let the Bad win.
I can do a lot of things more, but the Bad hunts me down because I can let them win.

You might think that this is the ordinary story: there is someone special, every wolf fight because of that person and eventually the bad gets killed and the good have a happy life. But this is a different story.
It includes wolves, blue tigers, vampires, fairies, angels and a lot of more creatures. You can imagine the feelings like you are me.

We'll see what happens.
I can only hope that everything will get right, but I have a feeling that tells me the exact opposite.
Will you join me on my story? I hope so.

Goodbye my friend!

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Hey guys,
This is my first story. I hope that it's fun reading and when you like it, hit the star on the bottom if the page. That's how you vote, if you didn't know.

Ofcourse I'd love to if you comment, vote or follow, but I'm already happy when you read the book.

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f there's something wrong, like a sentence that's shit or you can't read a chapter, tell me and I'll fix it.

Last, but not least, a warning.

If you intend on copying my story, don't do it. Because when you actually decide to do it I will find you, chop your balls of and let you slowly eat them.

Okay?

I was kidding, just so you know it.

Even though, I will report it to Wattpad and your account will be blocked for a long time, if you're lucky. If you're not lucky you'll have to pay me money. You don't want that right?

So just don't copy this story.

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