a girl who only wanted a simple life worked hard. Her trust in man was not the absolute best. She could only trust herself. She was always in the woods wandering around. She never feared the danger of the woods. A werewolf herself gave her confidence. However a lone wolf will never be able to survive for long, or that was said in the past. Every book written by ancestors always mentioned werewolves and how they must never go alone. 

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filled with romance and fantasy. this is based on imagination. none of these are real:) enjoy the book and check my other works out in the process if you did enjoy this book. however if you didn't enjoy it comment why and I would take it in and make a book of your desire:)

left alone, the lone wolf

For the remaining days, we'll past 3 days, I've been staring at this stupid piece of paper. What did he mean? 


'Cherish your last moments with Grandma.' 


What did he mean? Was this a threat? Or did I just place Grandma in potential danger? Did I just make the wrong decision to come enter her gates? Did we just caused her indirect harm? Or is it more direct than we think? Will it cause death? I cannot lose yet another family member. I could not handle the fact that I would lose the last standing family member that treats me like one. 


I sat on the bench facing the farm, front porch to be exact, the paper in my hand. I looked up to the clear skies. Tears rolled down my face like crazy. I did not know what to do. 


"Mother? Are you up there?" I asked with a soft shaky voice. 


"Can you hear me? Mother? Father?" I asked again. 


I was waiting a reply. Though deep down I knew that they could not answer, I still waited for a good minute for a reply. 
