The Moon's Fate

The Moon's Fate

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Paranormal
Five years today. I have been running for five years. Never staying too long in one place for fear of who is watching. I try to stay in human territory, but occasionally cross onto no mans land or even get to close to a pack. Things have been hard living as a rogue female, even though the title rouge would never fit me in a million years. I was born to rank high in a pack, the daughter of an alpha.
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I couldn't do it anymore. I couldn't run any further. My aching paws pounded against the hard ground of the forest as I ran further and further from my packs territory. I looked behind my wolf and saw about five other wolves including a giant black wolf that I'm assuming was the Alpha's. I wasn't to sure though because I'd never actually seen his wolf. In fact, I'd never seen any other wolves apart from my own. During fights I was always locked in a cell in the basement so that I was never at risk of getting hurt or worse, killed. I had to stay alive for the sake of the pack. I kept them together, kept them strong; even if it meant being their punching bag. And that's why I'd never ran away till now. Why? Because I'm an Omega.

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