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

Still running like hell for my dear life, a spirit materializes directly in my path, its form more solid than the others. This one looks almost human, except for the void where its face should be.

"He calls for you," it says, its voice like ice cracking. "But you cannot help him. You cannot even help yourself."

I raise my hands, calling up what power I have left. But it feels uncontrolled. Magic sparks at my fingertips, then fizzles out. For the first time since becoming a hybrid, my wolf stirs beneath my skin, wanting to emerge, but even that feels distant.

"Your powers grow stronger," the spirit continues, "but they will destroy you, just as they destroyed her. Just as they will destroy everyone around you."

Nova shot at it while stepping Between us, her own power flaring. "Enough! You speak of balance, yet you interfere with forces beyond your understanding."

Chapter 14; Balance And Peace Is The Last Thing On My Mind.