IFOM

They called me an abomination. 

A wolf in sheep's clothing.... A witch gone mad.... But the truth was far more complicated.

 I was both, and something more. 

My blood, a potent mixture of witch and werewolf, surged through my veins, a power that terrified and enticed them all. 

Now, caught between two factions will never let each other have peace, I must choose: succumb to being hunted by both Witches and werewolves, or fight for a future where witches and werewolves can coexist because that's the only way I can get what I want; which is to have a world where anyone else like me don't have to always look over their shoulders.

I must achieve that goal, even if it means sacrificing everything, including myself.

Silver And Shadow: Twisted Fate

As we entered, the cabin was too quiet.

If you had been through my predicament the past few hours, quiet will also be wonderful to you.

It was no longer the kind of quiet that made you feel safe and tucked away from the world.

No, this silence pressed on my chest like a heavy stone, squeezing out my breath.

Even the woods outside, usually alive with the hum of insects or the faint rustle of leaves suddenly felt unnaturally still.

I leaned against the edge of the tiny kitchen counter, watching Thalia move around the room with an intensity I didn't dare interrupt.

She kept her voice low, muttering words I couldn't quite make out, her hands tracing glowing sigils on the walls. It made my wolf restless, pacing in the back of my mind.

Chapter 7: Bring Her In Pieces