When I woke up I was all cover in blankets that smelled like Blake, but I could tell he wasn't in the room. I didn't get much time to think before she tried it again. My wolf kept say weird stuff in my head and most of it was hurtful like, Blake didn't actually love me he was just going to use me and stuff like that which made me whimper at the thought. She tries 24/7 to get me to "let go" as she puts it but I don't wanna. But everyone she says something it gets harder to hang on. And I can feel my self slipping away, I'm like bird that has no control of it's wings. It just flies away, away from the only thing it knows. It just watches the scenery as it's wings carrie it away into a new world.
I'm that bird and my wolf is the wings. I have little to no control over her and soon I won't have any.
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Lost Omega
Werewolf"Don't talk, Don't look into their eyes and what ever you do Don't shift back." That was Danny's life, she doesn't know what a good pack is, her life is all abuse, hate and four legs. What happens when she's thrown out of the only thing she ever kne...
