Bloodline

Shifters are hunted, but only when they live outside of their lands supposedly according to the peace treaty of 1883, yet I am hunted just for existing and anyone who tries to protect me is at risk of dying. I watch as one after another those I let get close are killed, murdered right in front of me just because they tried to help me. I am tired, so tired of it. I am a poor excuse for a shifter, but that doesn't stop them from hunting me all for who my parents were. Hunted for a prophecy. Hunted for my bloodline.