Stories One Can Tell

These stories are odd in their own sense as there is always something different about them. Basically, I took writing prompts and made them go as far as I felt they should go, so I promise they are supposed to seem incomplete.

The alphas daughter

"I smelt something , it was another werewolf I followed the smell and it lead me to an alley. I growled then heard a small whimper it was only a little girl...." Willow was all alone in a cruel world after her mother's dreadful deaf . Raised in an alley way by herself she was unloved and called a little rat by most pe...