The Blind Alpha
I tried to maintain a brave face even though my palms were becoming sweaty and my heart was still racing.
I looked round at the place, with my eyes. The place was littered with skeletons in their dozens. It was crystal clear that they had been there for some time now, maybe centuries. The legend around here, had it that Werewolves in the Lakewood pack, are to be buried in the Sacred forest. No, … they were to be laid to rest, in the sacred forest, with their bare backs, lying on the earth, and their face upright, staring at the moon. So, that their, bodies would fade away ogling at their goddess - the moon goddess. But from my observation, the skeletons remained still, and some of those skel
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