Just like every year, my dad ensured that I experienced the annual torment, which in my case, happened to be my birthday.Today is my 18th birthday. For an ordinary werewolf this is a day of celebration and fulfillment. But not for me, as I, Annette Lockhart, do not have a wolf. WOLF-LESS is a really big deal for werewolves as you know, and it seems even more serious to me because I'm the daughter of the goddamn Alpha Henry Lockhart of the Silver Night pack. One of the strongest packs in the region.I sat in the dining room alone with my birthday cake sitting in front of me. It’s a chocolate cake decorated with strawberries, which I made myself. The buttercream on top had begun to melt into a velvety pool because I had waited too long, and the strawberries were lying crookedly on its surface.Every year being reminded that I was alone. Tonight was no exception. Even the house staff made it a point to avoid me. As I sat, I let the memories of past birthdays play in my head. Every y
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