SURVIVING THE CURSE OF THE BLOOD MOONMy life involved growing up on the edge of the maps, living and existing in places where pack law was at its thinnest and not a single form of kindness can be found. I learned quickly how to adapt to my situation.I did everything I possibly could, just to survive. Ranging from, but not limited to stealing heat from dying fires and learning how to run without snapping twigs. I learned how to sleep lightly. That is the only way to survive before death would decide for me. That is the only way to survive those who constantly hunted me.One thing I quickly learned was that lone wolves are illegal, but I become one anyway…I do not have much of a choice.My first shift came in the late hours of the night, nearly killing me. On my thirteenth birthday at the time, the moon was so full, bright, a breathtakingly beautiful ball, hanging overhead with no cares in the world. Nothing about my shift however, reflected its beauty.The sound of cracking bones, lo
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