Dishonoured Luna

Dishonoured Luna

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Eleven years I've wandered around baring my parent's killers mark. Eleven years of shame, disappointment and being my packs dishonoured wolf. That's what happens when the alpha leaves his claw marks on your face. Baring his scent letting all know I'm dishonoured. Although, I'm not sure how a ten-year-old could dishonour someone they've never met. I wonder my pack, rejected, abused. I can't endure my own reflection, my stomach turns at the sight of my appearance. Not even my own brother can look at me and that alone shreds my heart. I'm alone until the day I meet my mate, I'm not foolish. I know I will be rejected, I will embrace my rejections and allow myself to die slowly. Don't get me wrong, I'm a coward leaving it to my mate. Nonetheless, I've tried to take my own life, failing each time, losing my nerve.
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My name is Salem Harpen. I'm eighteen years old. And I am the last member of my pack. The day I was born, my pack was secretly attacked, and many of them were killed. My grandmother was lucky enough to escape with me into the depths of the forest. For eighteen years, my grandmother and I have been dwelling secretly in the forest. Old age had soon taken over her, and she was not strong anymore. The day she was taking her last breath She made me make a promise to never leave our secret place. One day, I had to. There was no more prey to hunt, and I was slowly dying of hunger. I had to leave our secret place to survive. Seeing the outside world of the forest for the first time, I was scared. I swiftly searched for enough food to return to my safe place, but unexpectedly, I was captured by a pack of wolves for hunting on their land without any permission. As someone new to the outside world, I was clueless about such a rule. They chained me up and carried me away to be punished by their alpha. I cried. Was I the end of my entire pack?

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