born,

as I could remember, murmuring in my own thou

ed by the Moon Go

child born of a curse and a blessing, half werewolf, half wi

emark, "Because you

did that me

be anything. This isn

thin me began to pull on me late at ni

used the gre

the way her voice used to murmur a gentle lullaby were familiar to me. But like fog dissi

N

nto the mists of the past, it reverberated in my head. At that time,

chilly stone floor. The magic raced through her, causing her to breathe in harsh br

en waiting all along. I didn't know it wasn't only my witch's

a mi

I could now hear my father's voice. The leader

ass away. I

is a

ng. I shivered every time I heard that voice, even

ve. She is not and never will be one

decision. I would survive. However, I would never truly belong to the pack. I

e who was

by the brook in the usual place, thinking by myself. The water passed stead

be let out from deep within me. Awaiting the ideal opportuni

?" I uttered a barely heard

strength. The magic. It seeme

able to stop it. At one point, I was af

t yet. Then came the dreams, though. I had we

g for me. Observing me. Phoning me. My witch blood wasn't

. And it was stirring within me but I always felt a

r decree-weighed heavily on me. Their denial. It wa

ng me from developing into the

the icy water, I muttered, "Perha

forget." But, that was not how it

the back of my mind

't hide

ossible But, I heard it. Quite loud. My mother's voice w

was involved.

y caught a gl

at blazed in the night like coals, and it was tall and covered

chest was thumpi

e thickened. As if the forest i

e to take my eyes off the figure. I could feel the coolness of its pre

the stranger took

e magic surged through me. I ha

s stirring, straining against my

nothing had occurred, the woodland reverted to its serene, tranquil sta

ged. I knew I couldn't ignore it any lo

or something waiting for me. Awaiting for the next mo

oke to the nigh

olution. But, I was

was im

d for it either.