The Truth Of The Matter

This is the biggest meal I’ve had in a few weeks, since some idiot decided to come out and declare to the human race that we exist. Us, werewolves.

We have existed as long as humans, but we always knew it was best to stay secret and separated. Now, the whole world is in shambles because humans couldn’t handle the truth.

Some places are better than others, some governments have decided to form a truce with a few Alphas, but some other places are still scared of us. Like most of this country. That’s why I’ve been trying to hide my real self.

I’m tall, but not abnormally tall for a human. However, being tall AND big can raise suspicions I don’t need. I’ve been gaining muscle way too easily lately, so I’ve decided to starve myself to stay as lean as I can because I really need to go unnoticed, but it’s hard.

Everything in my life is fucking hard.

I was born the third son of the royal family in my pack, with no father. My oldest brother (Archie) has been the King since he turned eightee