The Werewolf That Couldn't Shift

Prologue

Prologue

I pulled on my brand new dress. It was yellow with lots of lace and ruffles. Today was my 2nd birthday and everyone from the Pack was invited because I was supposed to have my first Shift today.

"Jazmyn! Come downstairs now! Your guests are showing up!" Mommy yelled from the living room one the first floor of the house.

Quickly pulling on my shoes and grabbing a yellow ribbon, I ran to my Mommy and Daddy as fast as my little feet would carry me.

"Mommy! Can you tie the yellow ribbon into my hair?!" I asked. Giving Mommy the ribbon. Mommy was really pretty, she had black hair that ran to her mid back in corkscrew curls and eyes the colour of the sky. I looked a lot my my Mommy, only thing was that I had pale lavender eyes instead of blue ones. Mommy was also the prettiest Mom in the Pack because she was Luna, mate to the Alpha Male.

Mommy smiled at me. "Oh course, sweetheart. Turn around." I turned around as she tied the yellow ribbon into my soft black hair. She gave me a slight push. "Go play with your friend while the Moms and Dads have grown up talk time." I happily obliged and ran to play with my friends.

The party was a lot of fun and went like any other child's birthday party. Games, cake, presents, etc. As the kids were playing and the adults were happily chatting, Daddy and Uncle Davis--Beta of the Pack--said the words nobody expected to hear on that day. "Hunters are attacking."

Everything from then on was a blur, I don't remember it now. Only that the hunters kidnapped me and moved me to Australia. That's where I met Hailey, my new sister. I was adopted by the Leaders of the Circle of hunters. We were the Circle of Wales, most sucessful and terrifying Circle in the supernatural world.

My biological parents never bothered to find me, even though they told me countless times how much they loved me. If they loved me, they wouldn't have left me in the hands of the enemy. But it turns out that the enemy was the ones that took me in and loved me like their own.

The only thing I learned from my parents was that werewolves were cold-hearted monsters. They had no heart and no emotions, as much as they like to say so.

As I grew up, I became the most feared hunter in the world, nicknamed 'the Sixth Sense', along side with my sister, Hailey--'the Chemist'. I became the Leader Warrior of our Circle. I was currently being trained to take over the Circle and become a powerful Circle Leader.

I was dangerous, and thankful that I wasn't gifted with a Wolf. I never Shifted, and to this day, the scientists that study werewolves are baffled. I'm a one-of-a-kind case. Not like it bothered me that I couldn't Shift, because I wasn't cursed with the Wolf side of myself. Werewolves consider it a gift, I consider it a curse. Like really, who wants a animalistic side take over your senses? I know I don't.

Well, all I gotta say is that, this is the story of the werewolf that couldn't Shift.

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Do I Continue??? I have like, 25 chapters of this story (no lie) but it isn't typed, its hand-writtened in my notebook and it takes a lot of work to copy it on here when I could be instead writing more chapters..... so, i need to know what you think :)

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