Another day. Another attack.
Another tragedy.
The six of us are loaded into another transport van, heading to another pack that has been decimated by Draven’s men. Except this time, they snuck in, taking at least six women and ten children before launching bombs.
Bombs.
Before, we were at war with humans. Now…. We’re at war with ourselves. Wolves attacking wolves. And with f*****g bombs. Not just any bombs though.
He’s created a lethal combination of wolfsbane gas and silver. The silver particles have been ground into dust and when mixed with the wolfsbane gas and gun powder; it creates a toxic combination that literally suffocates us from the inside out.
What happened to facing challenges without the aid of unnatural weapons?
It’s f*****g sick.
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