Being an werewolf isn't easy, especially when your mother and father are hunters of the supernatural. I'm constantly abused and beaten. Its not fun at all. That is, until I met a boy named Toby after killing my family and being taken in by Slenderman.
At the end of Slenderman forest there is a wall separating the forest from another one where werewolves live. Neither of the habitants of either forest know the wall is there, until one day a curious 17 year old werewolf discovers the wall. (Warning!!! This story also contains the undertale au "handplates")
