The Father.

The Father.

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I was only eight-years-old when the fire happened, I was lonely, cold, and scared. Momma, which was the Luna of the pack, told me to run and never look back, ever since then I have been running nonstop to find a pack that will accept me. I have not talked to anyone in what feels like years, this has made me feel lonely inside. The only being that has kept me company is my wolf and my intuition. I have learned this forest inside and out, sad to think, but I have. My name is Cora Folkerts and my mate's father is what ruined my life.
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