A changed life. I can remember the last time I was happy, I mean truly happy. I’ve had happy moments since, but they have been fleeting and I could most likely count them with all ten digits, in fact, leaving some spare. It was the one minute before my Mum died in my presence. I was twelve. Too young to lose my soul, too young to lose one’s true light. The first twelve years of my life I had spent close to my Mother. She was a cherished Luna to our pack, loved by all due to her fairness and charitable spirit. My Father and older Brother would spend most part of the days together, my brother training to be the next Alpha. Therefore, Mum and I spent every moment together unless I was at school. We baked, we played, we shopped, we read, we sewed and each summer we would visit each pack member’s home to provide a blessing for the cooler months to come. When she passed, numbness took me. I gave my father and brother the chance to rescue me from my ache but they didn’t know what to do wi
Last Updated : 2022-12-14
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