Hidden Self

Hidden Self

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"OMG!!!" I screamed running deeper into the woods. it felt peaceful tho my heart was beating twice the normal,fuck three times faster even. I couldn't hear the voice anymore then suddenly an excruciating pain shot up my spine making me scream loudly falling on my hands and knees a burning sensation running up my body everything hurt then the sounds of bones breaking filled my ears while a darkness invaded my vision. I awoke to the sound of a twig breaking , crushing of dried leaves and birds singing,flying about and flapping their wings.I opened my eyes and the sun rays almost blinded me 'fuck' I cursed but only a growl erupted from my mouth instinctively I brought my hand to cover my mouth only for my eyes to see paws I freaked out I heard the sound of water flowing so I ran to it and looked at my self only to see a wolf as my reflection looking back at me my eyes widened in fear. 'Don't be afraid,i am you and you are me' said the voice. Did I get your attention? Read to know what happens in the story..I'm a new writer I hope you enjoy my book
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Everything was gone. I sobbed, my clothes ripped and I was bleeding, but it didn't matter. I had to get to her, to them. Had to find- Struggling to stand, I grasped my side, biting back the scream that wanted to escape. I looked down at my hands and red coated them, blurring together until I couldn't see anything anymore. I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing my panicked breathing to slow, until I felt in control of myself again. It had been so long, I thought as I turned my peeling and dry face to the sun, my fingers shaking as I struggled to make sense of them. For so long, I'd been a wolf, cursed. All that I was, or could've been had been reduced to nothing but an animal driven by instinct, bloodlust, thousands of lives met their ends at the edges of my razor sharp claws. I had no idea where I was, how much time had passed. My fingers touched something hard in the sand, and a jolt of information went through me as Queen Azalea's sword, gleamed as I pulled it free. My heart started to pound as sun glinted off of the blade, reflecting back at me. I nearly dropped the metal when I saw myself. I took a second look and saw white hair, caked with dirt, and yellow eyes, blue veins sparking in their depths. All at once, I remembered who I was. I remembered why I was here, how much time had passed. I am Azalea Marie Albescu, The Queen Alpha. A false queen sits on my throne, controls what's mine. I would have to make my way back to my pack, my family, and my home, if still there. I would rise again, as I had before, and reclaim what belongs to me. DISCLAIMER: AS WITH MANY OF MY STORIES, I DO IMPLICATE SITUATIONS OF SEXUAL ASSAULT/ABUSE. Not in any way do I intend to glamorize this behavior, I write about these delicate and painful situations because I myself relate to them and will always fight for survivors, including myself. Thank you for your understanding and if you are in any way uncomfortable reading these stories, I encourage you to look elsewhere.

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