Date: Monday, August 3rd, 2009 01:58 am (UTC)
I was 16, living in a werewolf clan. I'd been on my own for two years, since my foster parents died, and I... I fell in love with Samuel.

His father, the Marrock, the head of all the werewolf clans, caught us kissing in the woods one night and told me I had to go, that he was sending me back to my mother.

Samuel said we should run away together.
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