Chapter56
#Chapter56
Beta Colby
Rouges, the vermin of our species merciless creatures that cared little for morals. Bloodthirsty monsters guided by only their killer instincts
Their beliefs were diabolical, believing our human half made us weaker. They summited their control to the beast inside of them eventually it drove them to complete insanity. The only thing they strived for was their next kill, to taste blood on their tongue never being fully satisfied.
Granted not all of them chose that life, some were forced to succumb to that barbaric lifestyle for several reasons. Abandonment, grief or exiled. Naturally no wolf was born to live alone, we were all placed to be within a pack it's where we thrived, grew, loved, and learnt. Without one I can only imagine the inevitable looniness.