My words are harsh. I am aiming to hurt him, though. His words hit me hard and when I get hit, I hit back harder. I was a rogue once. I was innocent and so were my parents. My uncle did something unspeakable in our old pack and instead of facing the consequences, my parents and I were stripped of our Beta title. Our wolves were ripped from us, forever gone with a tincture of wolfsbane and magic. After living as slaves for a year, my mother could no longer handle the beatings, so we ran.
The shots rang out in the woods almost as loud as the dull thud of the silver bullets embedding themselves in my parents’ bodies. The silver bullets were overkill considering our wolves were gone, but they didn’t care. They wanted them dead. Though me, they left to the mercy of the forest.
His chest heav
