The Witch And The Alpha
TrustGod Israel kneel before the werewolf queenshe runs with the wolvesi'm the alpha white wolfwerewolf witch
Not a cursed half-thing, but a true wolf, a true Alpha.
Then the pain hit. It started in my chest, a burning that spread through my veins like liquid fire. I stumbled, my paws skidding on ice. My warriors circled back, confused, concerned. But I barely noticed them.
The hollow place inside me, where the curse lived, suddenly erupted. Something dark and ancient surged forward, overwhelming my wolf's consciousness. I tried to push it back, tried to maintain control, but it was too strong.
My vision went red. When I came back to myself, I was standing over one of my warriors. Kael, young and eager, barely twenty winters. His throat was torn open, blood steaming in the snow. Dead.