Author's note: hi everyone, there was a chapter mix up but I am trying to resolve it.
"Do you know how it feels to know my birth caused the death of my parents? And oh my aunt never told me the details of the events but somehow, I dreamt it everyday since I could remember. I don't know if the goddess wanted to test me but it was so damn frustrating.
Everyday packies reminded me of my curse, I was a stain to their clean sheets. If not for my aunt I wouldn't have a pack, she had to prove I was not curse or human."
Arielle was the only child born of a werewolf that didn't have a scent, the only assumption the herbal wolf could come up with was that she was human .