Synopsis: I was born into bondage. A slave. Ripped away from my family at birth to serve HER. To pay retribution for what our kind did to the humans thousands of years ago. The curse that my ancestors put upon us. For every woman and child that our kind slaughtered, we must pay back... through the reaping. If you're chosen, she will keep you locked away. At night, when I lay in my cot. I can hear chains clanking along the floor. The cries of the other slave children echo through these walls. If these walls could speak... I know what you're going to ask me. What do you mean, your kind? We are werewolves. Now, you are going to ask me, who is HER? She is the matriarch to us all. Domina. The story that I'm about to tell you... is my story. My story is unique and different. Forget about what you have read about our kind. This is not some story where a she-wolf meets the Alpha and they live happily ever after. Or maybe it is. I will let you decide that for yourself. However, if that's what you are looking for, you might not find it here. Furthermore, some of the other slaves wanted to share their stories along with mine. These are our memoirs. My name is Mya. I'm locked away from the outside world. I want to be free. But freedom comes with a price. Blood. If you have a strong stomach and you are not sensitive, please continue. But, I must forewarn you... Our stories contain material that may be harmful and traumatizing to you. Please read our stories with caution. I will not stop and forewarn you about trigger warnings. I am telling you now. Let's begin... I'm going to take you back. Way back. To where all this started and how my kind came to be and the beginning of my childhood. Prologue...