Long ago there were werewolves, feared by humans they were hunted and killed. Until there were only seven packs remaining. The Silverpaw pack, the Ember eyed pack, the Shadow pack, the Crescent moon pack, the Lunar eclipse pack, the Moonstone pack, and the Bloodrose pack. They hid so they wouldn't be slaughtered like the rest. But some didn't want to hide, they wanted to fight. And to avenge the dead. But those that wanted to fight, and avenge the dead slowly but surely didn't anymore. And then there were only a handful left that did, the Omegas. They were sick of their Alphas' and being picked on. They were sick of it all, so they decided to do something... they stole the one and only magicks book in all of the tribes, and one of the most powerful ones in the world... they wanted to make on of them powerful, and strong, to overthrow the Alphas', but when they created the elixir the next day it was gone. Along with the omega of the Bloodrose pack. They vowed to never again forgive the omega of that pack and in time all was forgotten, but the werewolves still lived in the shadows here and there. Kids were told stories and warned, but it was over, the great werewolf purge was over and no one thought they still existed, but they did.
Hey, Peeps, Ray here, back with another book~ Enjoy!!
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