Prologue

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One night a mother left her house unseen. She slipped out of her lowest window and snuck off into the night. As she passed under the moonlight she could see the child's natural white hair. She almost made to her destination. She knew that her husband found out about her absence. She could already hear the hounds coming after her. She had to get to the border line. There she would leave the child and run. As she came closer to the border, the werewolves were almost upon her. With a cry, she tripped and the child went flying into the air. The child landed just a little shy of the border line. As she struggled to get up, a werewolf lunged at her and grabbed for her throat. She was dead by the time her husband, the King of Werewolves got there.

"What happened?" demanded the King.

"She is one of them" answered the young werewolf who killed his wife.

"How is that possible?"

While this was going on, only one person saw the little bundle of cloth the king's wife was carrying. This boy was named Charlie. Charlie was a very young werewolf who was at the age of 10. He picked up the bundle and took it with him.  





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