I know what you're thinking right now. All of you listening to my story. Is he good, or bad? Both. The reason why is because I'm more powerful than a regular Lycan. Always have been. Even as a reborn pup, people saw my ferocity.
Many people have thought it was because I was born of an alpha twice. Well, you're right and wrong. I'm practically running around with my head cut off with my father who mated as an alternative mate to me.
I'm surprised the moon goddess let me live. Nobody ,but a few rouge hybrids, knows my secret. The fact I was reborn was all credited to a witch. Her name was Carmen Caroline Karter.
The trusted witch of this crazy pack. She, and what was left of the good followers, helped resurrect me. I was entrusted with the alpha and my mate's looks. And kept none of my old ones.
This pack became my home. There, I was reraised responsibly.
I began to learn more things I never really understood in my previous life. And especially love. And how to make friends.
The guys that saved me were my assassin group that I immediately recognized as rouges.
I hung around them, and today is the day I became alpha. Mom and dad are of course glad I accepted my position. But while all of that is fine and dandy, I regained my blood cravings. And they were worse than before.
The double cravings made me go for night runs. And every night I went, exactly 10 humans were killed every run. The first one started when I was 7. It was also my second first shift.
At first, the whole family pack found it cute Until, I stayed in my form all day. A black wolf form at that. That's to add on to the hell hound blood I'm stuck with forever.
That day the blood craving finally took over, was a deadly shadow of the night. Nobody could catch me.
But because of the blood overload, I came back home covered in blood and sick. Extremely sick. So sick that I puked blood often.
But I survived. Then, the evil spread in me returns with a vengeance. That's when I became a night killer. So as you see, being a Lycan is tough.
I walk up to the stage for the alpha- ship ceremony. Then give them ny acceptance speech. The ceremony commences. Until, the moon goddess shows up.
"Stop, I've seen enough." "Moon goddess, here? Why? This is an official alpha ceremony. Why stop?"
"Your child,..... shall not be alpha. He will too powerful for anybody to reach." "What do you mean?" "His name is George Winston. Not Michael Carter as you named him. I need to train him as my own special child. Respect the great wolf's son and bow down." Wait, the great wolf's son?
Now I'm being transferred to the spirit world. To be trained? What for?
"You're lucky I got you in time son. Come with me. You need to be judged before the great council." But why? Why am I your son? "Why else? You're another spirit. And you must come one with your wolf." Another spirit wolf? Me? "Yes, now hurry. I don't want my brothers waiting too long."
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