Wolf's Blood

Prolouge

"pa... Pa, Pa what's happening? why is it so warm? why am I feeling so strange?"

"it's happening... But it's too early, he shouldn't be transforming until he is turning 6..."

There was a burning sensation running through my veins, and I didn't know what to do or how to feel, it didn't directly hurt but it was extremely uncomfortable. And that's when my dad explained to me what was happening.

" Pa... Pa help me... Please help me..."

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I'm cursed, just like him and his uncle before him, and there's absolutely no way to avoid my faith.

For the past few centuries every generation of our family has been cursed to be a werewolf, the oldest son in each generation has to live with this and sadly for this generation it had to be me.

There are only three families that have been cursed like this, and mine is the longest running bloodline.

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Late one light when I was seven I had involuntarily transformed, I couldn't really control it back then. I still remember the warmth and the uncomfortable feeling that came before I learned to control it all. I had thought I was dreaming when I woke up the next morning, but the blood and my sister's screams had confirmed that it wasn't.

Unfortunately she had been too close when I transformed and I had managed to scratch her up pretty badly, luckily it wasn't to the point of permanent damage, so the doctors had been able to heal her again, but what if she had died or she had been so badly injured that she would have had to live with those awful scars for the rest of her life... What if...

A couple of years later I was attacked by a stray dog and ironically gained a fear of them, or maybe I just was afraid to become like that as well, unable to control myself, the anger that followed... Maybe I should have been locked up in a basement somewhere to prevent it from happening...

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It's today, my first day of university, I'm entering the faculty of Engineering, as I I look down at the piece of paper that had the room number and a time written on it.

I take a deep breath before I walk into the classroom, I don't know anyone else there, except Beam. We were in the same grade at the last school, but we weren't in the same class so I don't really know him that well. We say hello as we pass each other in the hallway or happen to see each other at random, but never more than that. He's a handsome man Beam, he's tall, athletic and that's expected of someone who entered the university on a scholarship for being the school's best swimmer.

I nod at him as I pass, but I don't sit beside him. I find my place by the window five rows behind him, and not long after a few other guys sit down next to me.

"Boss, did you see the new game that came out?"

"No, and I don't really care that much, but wait. Did you see that hot chick over there? Do you think I should ask her out?"

"I don't know, do whatever you want."

"Okay, I'll ask her at the end of class."

After that I zoned out as they continued bickering, that is until someone tapped me on the shoulder about a minute or so later. I turn and see a fairly handsome man, and I later learn his name to be Mek, he has a low but honey like voice and I swear to God if he ever read something out loud, no matter what it was I'd probably fall asleep.
He's kind of shy and I like that, it's a good combination when the other guy is a loud mess...