My name is Natasha Bennett. And I'm 18. I have raven hair, brown eyes and I'm 5'6.
I haven't shifted yet.
I don't know who my parents are.
And you could say I'm somewhat special.
No i'm not a typical white-wolf.
No i didn't cause my parents death, how can i if i don't know who they are. Nor did i cause anyone else's death to become a slave.
I just never fit in and was an easy target and was presumed to be weak. Well i guess i'd have to be if i took their shit for as long as i have but that ended the day i was rejected. I knew it was only a matter of time anyway.
No i didn't run from my pack and ended up in the strongest pack, you see my pack was the strongest and they thought i was the weakest link.
My journey is a little crazy and unusual but just bare with me.
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Wolf Of Flames ✔
Werewolf"I Jason Morris, Reject you Natasha Bennett as my mate." he said with a smirk on his face. We had a small crowd gathered now. The pain struck me so hard i started laughing to cover it up. Everyone looked at me as though i was insane. "I Natasha Ben...
