All I could hear was the fighting and growling of my siblings. You have not known hell until you've had 15+ siblings. It's pure hell. No peace, constant fighting, crying, bleeding, worrying, and no sleep. Yet I love every single one of them I can not stand them all at once. They may be my pack but they are a pathetic excuse of the Alpha's cups. Gladly I was the oldest and had too much to do. I had to train, and hunt for the big fight for the title of Alpha, which would already be harder for me to get in because I don't do gender "norms". I'm a nonbinary, pan wolf. Although I have had no interest in anyone because everyone I've known has sticks up there as-.Squirrel!.. Sorry, where was I. Oh everyone in the great wolf pack that I have met are jerks and don't know how to live. Anyways sorry let's go back to the noisy cubs.
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Werewolffollow Mango as they fights their way to the top of the pack and finds something they didnt know they needed (lgbtq+) (werewolf)
