For decades, a pack known as Crimson has ruled over America. Hundreds of banished wolfs and vampires gathered together in a revolution against mainstream packs, to teach them that they aren't the ones to rule anymore; they are. Blood was spilt on both sides in a war that shook the Supernatural community and it's balance.
Anyone who dared to stir the perfection in the new world was exiled to a life of slavery, or shot dead on the spot.
Every year from them on, on the first of January, a offering is given to them in return for their safety and well being. A young child of ten is forced away from their natural habitat and trained to be one of them and the pack can't do anything about it less they be harmed.
I, Lux Steele, was one of those offerings.
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Crimson
Werewolf"You can only be strong for so long, until you break bit by bit." Kidnapped by a Rogue pack when she was just a child, Lux had no meaning of what family meant. Did it mean that you go so far to protect someone, or go so far to hurt someone? She didn...
