Moonlit Bonds Bound by fate Torn by desire

's

ound. The worn thick jacket, I have on will suffice for now but when it snows, I will require a thicker one. Unfortun

n saving for this black jacket with a red hood, for almost a year. I think I fell in love at first

kindly

ore, I take in the view of the green mountains, in the far distance of my residence.

dden without permission from Alpha- he's so dreamy. I close my eyeli

e. All

trail of thought. He is my leader, and

r not. Heck, even the other higher-ups in werewolf rank could boss me around

hink this Being or Beings despises me- I'd only end up feeling sorr

is my hobby. My favourite. I can close my eyes and not hear chatter fr

much, choosing to remain in the back of my mind m

ff the branch between my legs, my head spinning from the impact. Hurriedly

follows with a dim sort of headache. This time, however,

d to head on back home, fighting the dark clouds inside my head, all the way. I mean my housemates might no

you don't feel on the inside. See we might be werewolves, but we are the weakest in our pack- omegas. The runt of

rength and only make our pack weak. Our wolves could be defeated by a mere growl from

ishes leaving a wolf that cannot morph bac

the most subordinated.

ink. Later that evening, I cried when I saw what he had tattooed onto the back of my neck and

ign for omeg

d it's no use crying over

ed the babies, scrub down blood...you know the castaway's jobs that are too degrading for other memb

tic w

pack houses as we cannot protect ourselves, let alone the pack, if u

pack doctor. He's omega but he has his own house with his wife and family- still he resides in the middle of our community as he sti

sidered a

way for us all to live together. So, as to not disrupt

s. Our clothing might be a bit worn most ti

r, feeling so much better than earlier when

waking up with my throwing up al

nsing her worry because we are one,

like regular humans as our immune system cannot fight off viruses as easily as a normal werewolf cou

; what is the sense of me being alive. I just occupy air that could be used by som

hen I almost run into her, and she falls to the dirt floor outside our house. My hands never reached out

f what my bag contains. I won't be a

hand-me-down Addidas white sneakers on our feet. Her hair is beautiful, but she always wears it in a simple bun, and

te word. And she alway

h it," as the other pack members would, she apologises to me w

m better than them. The omegas I