Watching My Family Flee from the Basement
On the night of my awakening, which was also my 18th birthday, my parents locked me in a silver cage in the basement while my foster sister Emma prepared for her ceremony upstairs.
Then, the Blood Moon Eclipse struck, forcing every member of the pack to evacuate.
Emma urged our parents to help. My heart warmed, and I thought they would come to save me. However, the only thing my father carried out was Emma’s stuffed wolf doll. They clutched Emma and fled for their lives, leaving me behind in the collapsing basement.
When I crawled out of the ruins, they were already in the safehouse, celebrating Emma’s successful awakening as a White Wolf.
Ten years later, I became the heir to Blackstone Consortium, controlling half of the werewolf world’s economy.
When we met again, the former leader of the Silvermoon Pack knelt before me. “I've finally found you, my daughter.”
My gaze was cold as I faced the stranger in front of me. “You’ve got the wrong person.”