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Alfie One day, while I was outside playing with my youngest siblings, Michael came out as usual, grumbling about some trivial chores. His irritation was palpable, and I could sense that his anger toward me had been simmering for a while. I grew tired of his nagging, so I attempted to walk away, but he grabbed me and pulled me back forcefully. “You little punk,” he spat, his voice dripping with disdain. “You should be thanking me for giving you a place to stay, you ingrate. I could have told your mother not to bring you here with her. I’ve been looking after you since you were a child, yet I get nothing in return. Disrespectful brat. Don’t you know how to show a little bit of appreciation, at least?” I shot him a defiant look as he continued to berate me, his words stinging with each accusation. As Michael grabbed me by the neck, claiming I was being disrespectful in my anger, instinct took over. I pushed him away forcefully, intending only to break free from his grip. Bu
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Alfie I always imagined that one day, I would muster the courage to rebel against my mother, to demand answers about my father, about my heritage. I dreamed of confronting her, of forcing her to reveal the truth I so desperately sought. But now, those dreams feel distant, shattered by my actions. I've lost the opportunity to confront her, to uncover the secrets she harbored. Now, I'm left to navigate this world alone, without the guidance or protection I once relied upon. I am just 15 and I haven’t even gotten my werewolf. I am afraid of the danger in the outside world even though I have some unexplainable strength I still fear. In the safety of my former life, nestled within the confines of the village, I had felt shielded from the perils of the outside world. Now everything scares me. As I fled into the wilderness, every rustle of the leaves and snap of a twig sent shivers down my spine. The darkness of the night seemed to close in around me, suffocating me with its opp
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Alfie As I looked at the sky, waiting for them to do to me what I did to Micheal, I suddenly became more aware of the moon. It was a full moon, and I felt like it was calling to me to me. Suddenly, a sensation unlike any I had ever experienced washed over me. My bones began to crack and shift, a sensation both terrifying and inexplicable. I knew deep down that this was no ordinary affliction, but something far more primal and instinctual. Despite the agony wracking my body, I couldn't help but feel a strange sense of detachment, as if I were merely an observer of my transformation. The men continued their onslaught, unaware of the turmoil unfolding within me as I grappled with this newfound power. Then, as if guided by some unseen force, my body surged with energy, moving with a fluidity and strength I had never known. In that moment of clarity, I realized the truth: I was changing, becoming something otherworldly and fierce. Suddenly, I began to feel my bone crack just
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Alfie As I emerged from the stream, senses heightened by the eerie feeling of being watched, I could feel the weight of someone's presence lingering nearby. Hastily wrapping my torn and blood-soaked clothes around my body, I scanned the area, heart pounding in my chest. "Who's there?" I called out, but the only response was the hush of the forest around me. Determined to leave this unsettling place, I began to tread cautiously away from the stream, But the feeling persisted, the sensation of being observed refusing to dissipate. I stopped abruptly, spinning around to confront the unseen watcher once more. "Who's there?" I demanded, my voice echoing through the trees. Then, as if summoned by my words, a figure emerged from the shadows. A young woman, her pale skin and hair lending an otherworldly quality to her presence. "I'm sorry," she spoke softly, her voice tinged with an unfamiliar accent. I’m so sorry that I was peeping at you, I wasn’t snooping around… Her exp
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Alfie "It is quite fascinating to see you in anger," she continued, her voice holding a tone of amusement that grated on my nerves. My wolf instincts surged within me, urging me to silence her, The urge to lash out, to assert dominance, was nearly overwhelming. "What the hell is wrong with you? Do you want to die?" I growled, my anger simmering dangerously close to the surface. Her response was unexpected, her words dripping with a reckless abandon that sent a chill down my spine. "Well, if I was to die by your mighty hands, it would be an honor, so take my life now, if you must, but you wouldn’t stop me from speaking my truth…" she said carelessly. Her defiance, her utter lack of fear in the face of danger, only fueled the fire of my rage. Who was this woman, and why did she court death so boldly? I clenched my fists, struggling to maintain control over the primal urges that threatened to consume me. With a deep breath, I forced myself to step back, to q
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Alfie As we approached a huge building nestled deep within the woods, an eerie feeling crept over me. For some reason, I could hear strange whispers around the woods and the house and I knew that darkness lived here yet I followed a strange girl into a strange house. . With each step, the creaking of the floorboards beneath my feet echoed through the silent forest, a haunting reminder of the mansion's former grandeur. Upon crossing the threshold, I was enveloped by a sense of antiquity, as if stepping back in time to an era of opulence long past. Despite the layers of dust that shrouded every surface, there was a beauty in the decay, a poignant reminder of the passage of time. The house was quite cold and rusty looking, but it seemed very strong, something that had been built in the old times with strong architectural construction. But it didn’t change the fact that it was old and a bit scary. I doubt there is anything scarier than I am in there. Freya t
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Alfie My heart almost jumped out of my chest when I saw the creepy wood woman standing right in front of me looking at me examining me and I jumped off the bed and fell off, and I even tried to run out. “Hey, who are you and what are you doing here ?” she asked The face was quite deep and scary but it sounded familiar. I wiped my eyes to be sure that I was seeing right. And I remember that I was actually in our house. she could do anything she wanted to do with me right now. We are in the woods in the middle of nowhere and I know that there is another man somewhere in this house. “Oh, I’m so sorry Madam, Freya said I could spend the night. I am so sorry that I came into your house without your permission…”My voice trembled “ I will be on my way now.“ I quickly got up and started to walk towards the door “I haven’t asked you to leave, have I? Come back here a little one and tell me your name B and let me see your face clearly. She said calmly, but I could feel the sense
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Alfie After staying a while with Serena mother and Damien, I was welcomed into their little family, and when Damien realized who I was at first, he treated me with cruelty, but I don’t know what Serena said to him and he started to treat me like his son. The man began to teach me how to fight and how to use my lycan and towards maximum limits. Damien is the most powerful Lycan I have ever met in my life. I have never seen anyone as vicious, as he is. While I was there training, sometimes Damien would depart and take on journeys to conquer the kingdom. I even begged Damien to allow me to go with him, but he said in time I would Pick up my mission of my own. I didn’t understand what Damien was all about but from what I had seen and from what I heard, I realized that Damien has an army of rouges powerful and fearless. They could stand against any army, their strength could move mountains. When Freya realized that, Serena mother had seen me and she had gotten somewhat close
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