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Mira hid in the corner of the room watching them celebrate her brothers birthday.....no to be specific, her step brother. She was born as a mistake that happened between her father the alpha of this kingdom and his beta. What made her feel worse was the fact that they seemed to be enjoying them selves. Her father who always looked at her with a fierce expression had a slight smile on his face. Mira walked away from them and went back to her room. Her room was worse than a servant room and she bearly had enough clothes to wear. She only had three pairs that looked so worn out and washed. She was currently fourteen years old and she had no idea on how to do so many things and didn't even know how to manage her period properly....
Her mother disappeared as soon as she was born and she had an inking that it had something to do with the Luna. She was the most deadliest and heartless female creature that Mira had met in her entire life. While others were trained in expectation of their wolf form, Mira was not trained. She suddenly started feelings of pain all over her body.. what was wrong with her?? Her bones kept breaking and reforming but that was the least of the pain. Her skin started to fall off and she transformed into a brown colored wolf.
Warewolf only wolfed out at the age of sixteen but she was fourteen.. what did this mean??