Malevolent

I have always been angry.

My life, to say the least, has been interesting. I guess 'interesting' could be a synonym for bad luck. Luck that all started with the colour green. I have always despised the colour green. It was what got me into this mess, but somehow, it seemed, would also get me out.

My luck started when I crossed paths with the green-eyed butterfly. Only eight years old, yet it taunted me in a way I couldn't deny. Introducing me to my first experience of fear, for I was no longer a normal child, it was time to say goodbye. Thus, the war began, and to even the score I was forced to bore the scars that had stolen my childhood.

From that day forwards, my bad luck continued until I met another pair of green eyes. And for the second time in my life, I stared fear in the face.

To the man I will meet, will you use your power to save the good and defeat the bad? Or will you hate what you've gained, only to love what you had?

Torn between the love of family and the freedom I desire.... pushed to decide between the comfort of safety or the danger that arises... I will cooperate or suffer the consequences?

Maybe love and magic is all that is needed to secure the Crown of Wolves.