PROLOGUE
"Hurry, keep running," the man whispered to his companion.
"I'm tired, I don't think I can run anymore." He stopped and looked at her, his eyes heavy with pity.
"Let's just hide it, then run away," she said hysterically.
The madness was spreading in her, her eyes were wise and glazed. "No one would know what we did or how we hid it. Let's just run away."
He shifted partially, hearing the footsteps come closer.
"Okay, we'll hide it, but where?" He asked.
She looked up at him. "I know. I'll give it to one of them."
CHAPTER ONE
Standing at the doorway, my mother looked at me, nose pinched and eyes crossed.
She was angry.
"Hello, mother," I greeted, accustomed to her behavior. "Where are you coming from, Clarissa?" She asked. She didn't budge from the doorway, so I knew she had no plans of letting me in.
"I went fishing," I replied, holding up a bag full of fish to her. She snorted, knowing I was probably telling a lie, but since I had evidence, she couldn't punish me.
"I told you to not leave the house. The alpha would be furious," she said.
Alpha Buick. Ugh, I spat out silently in disgust. He was a lewd, disgusting man, and my mother was his mistress.
"Yeah, I don't care what the alpha thinks."
The slap was hard as always. Mother seemed to think hitting me regularly would suddenly make me like him more, but it just made me look at him with much hatred, knowing it was all his fault I was being treated like this.
"You would treat the alpha with respect," she screamed at my face, defending her lover. I looked at her face, sad that she couldn't see he was just using her.
My mother, Kate, was the most beautiful woman seen in the six clans. Well, was.
Now she looked like a shell of her former self.
It is said I look like my father. Blue eyes, hair as gold as the sun, lean. Next to my mother's small frame, I was a giant.
My mom had committed crimes, you see, I was the curse to punish her for them.
She had slept with a stranger, when she was mated to the beta of the Grey Wolves clan. Worse, she had slept with a human, committing shikuzz. To cover up her evil, she sought out help from a witch, breaking shifter laws, committing Toʿevah.
"I'm sorry, mother," I said, looking down at my feet. I loved her, despite everything she had done to me, showing respect was the least I could do. Even though I hated my father for abandoning her.
She told me the story one night, when she was high on witch hazel, another forbidden thing. My mom has a calling for danger, you see.
"Today is the festival of lights." I groaned out loudly, if there was a thing I hated, it was the festivals. Even though we were ostracized, we still had to attend and show gratitude to our goddess Luna for blessing us and keeping us safe from our rivals.
The Dark Blood Clan.