But it was no use the longer he waited to speak again the angrier the beast became and I was back to thrashing.

"Enough" my mum shouted causing me to freeze

Never had she raised her voice in my existence that I could remember. So I was beyond frightened at it and tried my best to push the beast down inside me again.

"Mum what's going on?" I asked nervously

"Your cursed dear, I wish we told you sooner but on the next full moon in two days you will turn into a wolf shifter" she said calmly

As if this was the most normal thing to tell an eleven year old girl on their birthday nonetheless. I can't imagine what my face looked like when she told me this, but I know it was far from normal or happy for sure. It was shocked, confused, fearful and angry all at once, as those emotions flashed through me. My hands sparked, then men went flying in all different directions smashing into things. Rather expensive things at best, but mother nor father were mad about that. I panted as my eyes weren't their normal shade of blue instead bright green with shimmers of gold flashed around them.

I felt my nails begin to hurt and looked down to see claws forcing their way through. My teeth and mouth began to hurt as canines began to show into fangs. And I let out a fierce growl that shook the entire manor to its core and then I passed out from everything that happened.
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I remember that day, the days I lost control over and over form that point on. I remembered the look of horror and fear in my parents eyes as they watched me change. They watched as their only daughter at the time turned halfway into a wolf shifter. That day everything in my and my parents life changed for well forever.

My best memory was the one when my little sister was born, she was my happiness and my world. Franny was her name, I helped pick it out so don't judge me I was twelve years old at the time. Franny was going to be my world, my everything and my reason to stay calm, but it didn't last long. Even being in London for well twelve years of my entire life and childhood I wasn't accepted into Hogwarts like we anticipated I'd be. In fact no magic school wanted a hybrid, cursed or not they didn't care and it broke my heart. But I still needed an education so I was homeschooled for the time being of course.

Of course it would break my heart especially when it was the school my parents went to and graduated from. The entire family went until my father screwed up and got me cursed by an ex friend or lover whatever she was to him. Because it wasn't my fault I was more than just a witch. It wasn't my fault and they simply didn't care so while my friends went to school. I was forced to stay home for the time being until I was able to find somewhere to take me.
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By the time I turned twelve I was taught Latin, German, and French. I could speak them fluently by then and so I started learning Italian, Russian, and Spanish as my next languages. I was gaining strength in most my classes that my teacher at home was educating me in. Enough so I could be ahead if I did eventually get accepted into a school. Even if it was two years behind if I got into Hogwarts anytime after I would be well enough caught up and ahead even. I was taught more advanced things in my courses because mum and dad wanted me to excel if I ever got into a proper school not just home schooling. In my twelfth birthday I was gifted my cat Jen, that's what I named her of course. And we already had an owl well two one was closely attached to me.

Her name was Daniella and Daniella was a black and white fluffy owl who was very kind to me and disliked anyone else. So mum and dad had to get Al who would be the family owl and not just my owl alone. And as time went on the longer I was confined to the manor alone because of my lack of control. The worse it became for me, the harder it was to rein in the beast that was deep inside me. The first full moon was excruciatingly painful and I had broke and reformed all my bones one by one that night for the first time. Dad did research for me, after I was cursed that is, he made sure to have everything he could possibly know to prepare me.

So on top of the courses I was taught I was instructed to read through and study all the information he gathered. He gathered information from all over the world to give me insight on the curse of being a wolf shifter. I was different, I wasn't born with the wolf dna in my system. No one along my family tree was of this type of beast, but there were others out there. Different types of wolves or werewolves/shifters out there in the world. Dad found a pack of them in America that were open to trying to teach me control someday if needed. So that's where I was making my way towards, leaving the manor and traveling all the way to America with father alone.

Mum couldn't join due to Franny being born at the time so it was just him and I along for the journey. As much as the thought of leaving the manor scared me I knew it was most likely for the best. I truly hoped these people similar to me and my curse would be able to help in some way.