legends and stories dictate. Some are quiet, land loving people, who never want to experience the thrill of a hunt or the warm blood of another being in r

yte's who were too vulnerable to follow them, were slaughtered by invading vampires in our own homes on the far edge of the farmlands, and I was a lone survivor wh

n forty people I called my own, they were all gone, everything I knew.... Every single last one of them. I was all alone. There is no pain compared to that of an eight-year-old child learning everyone she ever lo

vers, but no one in the packs will bond to us for fear of producing weaker offspring. It's all about dominance in our world

fter all. We're not though, they see us as cursed children and deny our mere existence, throwing us to the dark shaded side of the mountain so they don't ha

rules from old that we have to abide by and abandoning the vulnerable is abhorrent. So, we are given a home, shelter, fo

alone. Find a pack who want us if that is even possible. Solves their problem and shirks off any respo

life. Changing from child to woman and my gifts will manifest along with my first emerging of my full wolf self and whatever that will look like. Not

od in the center, terrified of what the new light brings. It's a blood moon tonight, meant to be symbolic or biblical or so

haunts you for eternity. It's inevitable. It's awful to see, traumatized me the first time as I was still so young, but they tell us it only hurts that wa

as though somehow you get an injection of superhuman enhancement. All who have turned become superior in every way, even i

ith full lips, mousy brown hair, and abnormally green eyes. I take after my mother, and when I look in the mirror, I'm haunte

girl next door, but it's just a

ct. You can't deny good genes when it's shown in every single

I can do

maniac as I watch the clock and count down th

first step in ch

nothing. I'll be free to run far away, with no bond to anyone or anything. No one to care if I never