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Astor was the first son of the HighFangs’ Alpha, a young man who was supposed to be the next leader of the pack if fate had not decided to laugh at him On the tragic day he was born, he brought a curse with him, that’s what everyone told him, and that’s why everyone hated him. Growing up he had never felt happiness. The abuse and loneliness made him hate his pack, his own people, but a promise to his mother kept him chained there, unable to be free. “My poor Astor, please help your brother become a good leader. My lovely child, forgive me” she had pleaded before she left him. He would always do as he was told, stay silent, and obey trying to not lose the last bit of family he had, the little purpose in his life until even his own family betrayed him. The brother he had tried so hard to support had thrown him away, leaving him in a place he did not know with a man that scared him, hovering over him like a deadly beast. “I must truly be cursed.” He had cried, wishing for his life to end. “You? Cursed? How can someone as beautiful as you be cursed?” the man told him and from that moment on his whole life changed.
I hate them, I always had, from the very first moment I began existing. From the first hit and the first wound, from the first swear and nasty stare I despised them, loathed them with every piece of my exhausted heart.
There was nothing left in me, life was numb and the music of the pack during the nights of the celebrations sounded like cacophonies to me, their laughter only a cruel reminder of what they had stolen from me. The moon everyone so adored was only there to mock me, and laugh at me for the fate that it assigned me. The people that surrounded me were nothing more than the stars of my nightmares and their judgmental eyes crept in the dark corners of my mind, reminding me of my curse. I didn't need this god, I did not need this life but my oath kept me there, shackled like a starved prisoner.
After years of tears, after days of awfully excruciating pains, I had finally managed to calm my heart. To become accustomed to the hate, to not feel so much, to not cry so much, to not hurt so much so why, why did you have to come into my life and tear down my walls? The ones I worked so hard on to protect myself.
You made me vulnerable, you made me feel and worry, laugh, and cry. Swept me off my feet, flew me to the highest skies only for me to crush to the ground in the most brutal way.
I was fine on my own until you came.
You came into my life and ruined me.
You made me greedy.
You made me want things.
You made me ask for freedom.
You made me smile.
You…you…you it was all you. It has always been you from the start and until my last tomorrow.
You made me love you.
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Hello everyone! Welcome to "Stolen By The Moon"! If you have read a book by me before you know we are in for a very dramatic and dark ride. If you're new here sit back, make a nice playlist, and enjoy!
Thank you for riding and I hope you will get to enjoy this magical story.
