Perfectly Fragile

Perfectly Fragile

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"Apparently being in isolation for all these years, stirred up a painful anxiety. Every set of eyes on me made me feel like I was being repeatedly punched in the gut, my stomache trying hard not to wrench. My breath caught in my throat my lungs forgetting I needed to breathe. My legs shakey as I slowly trudged forward. Small beads of sweat forming against my pale skin. All I wanted to do was run, run far away from these creatures, yet my feet still followed the beta as he led me towards the pack house. I had almost forgotten the hostility I felt when I was around these beast. Safe to say I remember now. When I lived in the orphanage within the pack, I at least looked half human. Now I am the defanition of a walking corps. I could smell the pride the wolves felt towards their alpha, for carting out my punishment with such truth. " Freedom was my dream. Freedom to live Freedom to breath Freedom to belong But he made sure my freedom was his to keep. One day I will have my wish either in reality or death. A/N I do not own any rights to the pictures used throughout this book. Also mature themes and potential triggers.
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He went from omega to Alpha just in two days His family relatives are dead because he killed them bare handed? What if you did worse... I didn't understand what I was... Why I did what I had done... How I killed my entire Pack just at the age of thirteen.... Bitter, the feeling seemed to intensify every day I live... running through the forest as my breathing increased heavily, crunching of wood from behind me pushed me harder. Numbness suffused my body as I turned my head. "People like you are the reason I enjoyed killing," he yelled, then laughing half heartily. I could of killed him already,but there was no fun in that. I gripped my hand on my silver knife rolling my body to the right, pressing against a tree. Soon I heard breathing passing by, but as soon as it appeared it had disappeared. Thrusting my knife into the Hunter's chest he coughed up blood and stared at me, gurgling his blood trying to find air. His eyes widened as life left his body. I crouched down near his face and placed a red rose on his chest Never forget * * * What is it," I stated blankly. "Cheese pizza I didn't know what you wanted so I ordered plain for you," he stated. I stared at the box not attempting to eat it. "Keep it I don't want whatever that is," I stated. He sighed and picked it up from the ground. "I just want a healthy luna, our pack needs you whether you realize that or not," he tried to explain. "I never asked for this if you haven't realized," I snapped instantly.

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