The Curse

The Curse

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I never wanted this, this curse. I was suppose to be one of the blessed: live a longer, healthier, and happier life with my family. But instead I was cursed. Instead, I will live a probable short life and a life full of consistent challenges and hardships. I am a disgrace to my family. They keep me prisoner. I am their embarrassment, and they would not let me go and parade around; showing their mistake. My father stole my freedom, my happiness, my respect. I am no one. I am the one that is cursed, the mistake, the abomination. But I am done. I will get my freedom. I will wait and I will endure. Then, I will steal back my freedom. I will use my 3 inch canine teeth and claws. I'm bigger than your average wolf and more dangerous. I am stronger, my senses are heightened, my endurance is top notch, and my abilities are unstoppable. This is my curse and I will be free.
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They call them enforcers-They are the ones that come in and clean up when laws have been broken. They are the most feared and strongest of us. They were the ones who couldn't live peacefully in the packs so they decided to make use of them. Soliditary wolves with alpha personalities. I am not like them. I'm worse. I'm a considered a rogue. Something that must be hunted down an exterminated. I'm not a bad person and I've never hurt anyone in my life but my wolf, I can't control her when I shift. We saw something when we were young. My whole pack was slaughter before our eyes and now my wolf is like a wounded animal she lashes out at times unable to tell between friend and foes. A uncontrollable wolf is dangerous in a pack. That is why I chose to live as a rogue, hiding from the werewolf committee and their laws. Luckily I've learned to blend in very well but when I end up in the wrong place at the wrong time my peaceful life quickly comes to an end. Now I'm the prisoner of the enforcers who should have killed me. Why haven't they killed me? Well because by some cruel trick my mate turned out to be their leader. Now I'm stuck with someone who isn't sure if he should kill me or if he should take me to his bed. Don't I get a say in any of this? How could this possibly get any worse... Cover by @PANANABELS

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