Brisk night air hit the young man's pale chest as he stood by the tree. He looked alone and isolated.
Slowly I approached him. Who was he is the question.
A tall man with black hair and pale skin. He has a fair build and looked quite strong.
The closer I got to him I could feel the power radiating off him.
I got close enough to put my hand on his shoulder but yet something seemed to be pulling me back.
As I looked back vines had entangled among my feet, making it impossible to walk.
I reach out to touch the man and....
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The First Hybrid
WerewolfHe was surrounded with people yet he was always alone. Out casted by his own family for something he didn't choose to be Will he survive the way he lives now or will it all change. It could end badly or go it could all go right
