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d looking at the peaceful scenery in front of me. It was a full moon and its reflection on the

it would be flocked with my bullies during the daytime. Those b

most of it. I used to have full attendance in my school at my old pack when everything

eople. As far as I know, my pack has always adhered to the principle of friendliness an

I would not keep being a sl

slowly wrote something on wet sand

irthday

re if I wrote my name correctly. Even after spending 1

oesn't ne

ut, b*tch, wh*re, Mutt, or if someone was being

stards don't deserve t

told me 18 would be a special day for a werewolf but before she co

ack in my mind. I looked at the moon, wondering why I had t

or I'd get a whipping if the supervisor found me sneaking out. However,

hap

t want to make any sound to alert any guards on patrol nearby. The pain was so s

sleep. But a gentle sound of music distracted me and lowly the pain su

a melodic voice that sent pe

itting my face before the sharp, mocking laughter echoed around me. My body jerked reflex

nging to my lashes, the dim moonlight illum

had me heaving, bile rising in my throat. I curled into myself, tremb

ttle rat you are," sneered Brayden, one of Magnar's loya

muttered, the sound fol

slave turned eighteen last night," B

ehind me and I immediately recognized

lf. I only appeared in the kitchen, while he appeared on the training grounds.

nearly beaten to death by a warrior, and he appeared to

n my shoes. I wanted to get up and leave now. Today is my birthday and I didn't wan

vely convulsed, and an iron rust taste immediately appeared in her mouth. My brows were furrowed in pa

itch?" Brendan lowere

e experience had taught me that res

us about what level our slave's wolf is? Or is it true, as the

, quickly provoking

parted slightly. His tall and formidable figure stopped in front of B

r future alpha, even if w

earful look, then

ion, then walked over to me. "Now

His predatory grin revealed sharp teeth, and his piercing gaze swept ove

I heard his moc

or a pup," Magnar drawled, crouchi

ay we celebrate is to let our wolves come ou

us, are you? No family. No pack. Just a mangy li

ost, but the edge of malice ben

ut deeper than the pain in my body. I clenched my fists, but the effort to suppress her

n. Maybe our little slave here deserves a birthday gift from her Alph

ld detect the malice in his words. I couldn't help but quickly look

f up, but Magnar shoved Brendan aside, and then his heavy

tly, crouching down again. "You d

frozen with fear. The other boys leaned in closer, their

ver forget," Magnar whispered, his gr

w my end