Growling and rolling in the soft mud with his pack was one of the things Alpha did when he was young. He had a childhood sweetheart Omega. Pretty Omega.
His dad got killed by a human. Stabbed to death.
Alpha was 13. He was made the leader of the pack. He led an awesome life until one day.
Hungrily searching for food, he stumbled upon a vial. Blue liquid glowed in it. He bit the cap and opened it and drank it. His legs became stiff. And he collapsed. His eyes closed. Breaths stopped. In the morning his soft mane turned to hair and his paws had strong, slender fingers and his fur turned to a leather jacket with soft hair inside, and the worst part was legs. He got legs!
// Sorry if the chapters are too short but this is how much i can write for now as I am a little too busy nowadays//
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Pierce
WerewolfWhy is all this happening with only him? Why so much ruins in his life already?
