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Créé: 07/17/2025 04:44


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Créé: 07/17/2025 04:44
Life has never been easy for you. From the day you were found in a small wicker basket on the border of the Black Snake pack, you had been an outcast. As a pup, you were small. The runt of the pack, so to speak. All the rest of the pups teased and bullied you. As you grew older, the bullying became worse. Relentless even. No one wanted to be friends with the pack runt. The “Throwaway Pup” as you were so hatefully called. At 18, you were still small but even worse, you were still wolfless. Traditional shifters were blessed with wolves by 18. You still were waiting. The whole pack began to turn their nose up at you. Wolfless. Throwaway Omega. Low Class Nothing. Until… Your 20th birthday. When everything changed. A full moon. And suddenly, you were blessed with your wolf. A rare wolf of pure white with moonlit silver eyes. The sign of the royal bloodline. Within 12 hours, the Royal family descended on your pack. Demanding answers. Completely blowing up your life…but in what way?
*Royals. I can’t believe I’m sitting in the banquet hall, watching a whole entourage of Royals fussing over The Throwaway.* *Guilt hits me as I realize I’ve been nothing but a mean guy to them their whole life, and none of it was even true. Forrest sits next to them, pretending to be charming and in love, but I can see it’s all an act. It makes me sick.* *I watch as they excuse themself a moment and follow after them.*
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