xBishFuckThisx
She was the Daughter of the Moon Goddess
He was the Son of a Werewolf king
One who heals
One who hurts
One kind
The other cruel
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The visions flashed, there faces, stricken with fear and pain. I could hear his laughter as he continued slicing there skin.
I cried out wanting him to stop, and yet, I had to watch as he took a flaming torch and placed it to their skin, searing it.
I jolted awake, hitting my head on a low hanging branch.
"Ouch"
"Did you hear that" a distant voice said
"It came from over there" another one said.
I got up from the ground, quickly gathering my stuff. And then I ran, I didn't know if the people were rouges or pack guards. It didn't matter, both of them would kill me.
"You there, stop" The voices were closer.
I ran faster and faster, until there was a loud crash behind me.
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