I was 6 when my parents died.
They were murdered by a vampire.
I was taken in by my pack. They taught me everything I needed to know. As a kid, I believed everything.
When I was about eleven year old, I questioned if these people were crazy and if what I had seen as a kid was an overly wild imagination.
That changed shortly after my twelfth birthday, when I first transformed.
I was terrified. My pack was there to guide me through everything. I don't know where in the world I would be without them.
Of course, there's that one girl in the pack who is the bully for the younger ones, like me. Martha Baker. She was taken into the pack with her parents after her third birthday.
I was sometimes jealous she had her parents there for her. Call me immature, but loosing my parents has been hard. Even as a seventeen year old who's had plenty of time to heal, I still feel the pain.
But my pack thinks this Wolf Academy thing will be best. I am leaving this week. I trust them.
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WerewolfHer smile lit up the room. Her giggles were just as beautiful as the sound of bells ringing together in perfect harmony. Her eyes, oh, her eyes. You could never look away. She didn't like what she saw in the mirror, not until she met him. ** Elena B...
