As I lay down by the waterfall, a heavy sigh escaped my lips. Tomorrow was my 16th birthday and everyone was exticed, most definitely not to celebrate my birthday more for my twin brother. Like honestly no one in my pack even knew I was alive, my brother was popular and I wasn't. I was called fat, ugly, waste of time and space.
Our parents never wanted us so we were dumped us in a orphanage. We were adopted by a werewolf couple. They told us the reason why they adopted us cause we were wolves aswell, but I was different for the rest.
I was born with a gift. I shifted when I was 5, when every other were could only shift when they turn 16. When my 13th birthday came, birthmark changed. It used to be just a plan wolf paw on my neck, it had changed into a turbulent wolf paw. I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my back, a few seconds passed then I noticed angel wings had grown out my back
Thats why I was different from the rest of the wolves. I was werewolf with angel wings. When I shift, my wings would come out. I could never shift where the others could see me.
Thinking of how hard my past was made me cry. Tomorrow will be different, I will find my mate ,he will love us and never hurt us.
'Rainie you sure that we will find him tomorrow? What if he isn't in this pack, what then?' My wolf Snow asked. I sighed, 'I don't know Snow. I really don't know.'
I looked up at the sky. The baby blue sky fitted so perfectly with the snow white clouds which seemed to just fly by. 'Snow wanna go for a run?' I asked Snow hopefully. Once I asked, Snow started howling with joy inside my head, I smiled and shifted into wolf form.
Once in wolf form, I closed my eyes as I felt my wings start to grow. I started running, I could run faster then anyother wolf in this pack. I was even stronger then the alpha of the pack.
It was strange, my brother wasnt like me at all. How can that be possible we are twins. Aren't we meant to be the same?
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I'm no longer yours.
Werewolf'One royal still remains, what was lost was now found. From darkness she will save us. Of wings and fur she was born. She will unite all for the battle for the world.' A prophecy of acient times spoke of battle which was not soon to be forgotten. ...
