Lycan King Masked Hunter
Horror filled my eyes as I fell into the dark abyss.
I gasped, opening my eyes as I woke up from my dream. I groaned, cleaning up my sweat, my collar filled with sweat. I have been having this dream for 5 years. I really wish I could forget that horrible night, but mother and father ghosts are haunting me; they don’t want me to forget so I can avenge their deaths, but I can’t even do that, so this is my punishment.
“You are late for school,” my wolf, Aurora, said. I stood up from my bed, dragging myself to the bathroom. I stood in front of the mirror, my wild red hair staring back at me.
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