On the day I was born my mother new I'd have a greater destiny than lead the pack. Instead of coming out like my brothers, I came out a lycan. Which is very uncommon in a pack of non humans or even half humans.
To say that my mother was shocked is an understatement. Even though I loved my pack I knew I had to leave before my appearance became a burden to the wolves of this forest. Although I was only a year old I walked away from my wolf family that day or rather trotted away. I was out of the forest in a matter of hours. I dared not to look back for I knew I wouldn't be able to leave my family.
Over the 16 years that I was alive I learned how to transform into my wolf that I so longed to be. I wonder will I ever be able to turn into a human rather than the half-breed I am now. Well I'll just have to practice in my lycanthrope form when I get a chance. The time for me to choose my life has come and I have to pick wisely or else people will be hurt. I was finally at the paved road I wanted to be at. I looked up to the moon not paying any attention to my surroundings, while being put into a trance by the moonlight. I was abruptly taken out of the trance by a car ramming into my side. I was knocked unconscious.
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Wolf Blood
FantasyWerewolves werewolves and more werewolves. Their lives will be forever intertwined by the moon and the sounds of nature at night. Join them on their perilous journey of being a wolf hiding amongst sheep. There will be a few things different from you...
