Many young she-wolves have dreamed of meeting their mate, the one who would sweep them off their feet, at least that was what they were told.

Sapphire Nightborne once dreamed of the same thing until she met hers, a true monster.

Instead of marks of love, he left whip marks , words of love were replaced with those of hate. 

"Congratulations Damien, you finally broke me."

Join her as she struggles to be the master of her own fate.

Smoke and Mirrors

All those years of hearing that we had to respect the Moon Goddess, the drilling we received. I threw them all away the second our eyes met. The wind bit at my face as I charged towards her, claws raised. So what if she had created my kind? I did not owe her anything, in fact, she owed me for the wonderful life I was given.

I prepared to pounce on her and tear her to bits when an invisible force knocked me to the side causing me to hit the hard ground. Rocks scraped against my skin as I slid and they succeeded in tearing my skin coating several blades of grass red. I keeled over and coughed as I brought a hand to my side, great, there goes a rib.

/"Sapphire, you should calm down and…/"

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