Williams POV
"Momma pwease don't weave me pwease." My child self yelled through the snow storm. "She's never coming back" I said to the 5 year old me. He looked at me and yelled, my words falling upon deaf ears, "MOMMA, PAPA, I'M SWRRY!" Tears appearing at the corner of his eyes.
I watched as the snow storm took away my child self and revealed a 10 year old me. "They aren't coming back..... They will never come back." He went silent and walked into the snow storm.
The snow storm raged on until there was nothing but a void and my eyes fell upon my fox, Rin. "So we're here again." He said to me. I only nodded and watched as he shook his head and said, "You can't just stay in this form forever you know. We met our mate, we can trust him. Trust our instinct, like we've always had." I nodded and decided that when I woke up I would attempt to shift.
"It'll be painful, but we don't have to be lonely anymore" as he said that he disappeared.
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Blinded (Old Version)
WerewolfNone so deaf as those that will not hear. None so blind as those that will not see. ~Matthew Henry William grew up knowing only darkness. His parents abandoned him in the middle of a snow covered forest, hoping that he'd die. He survived. But for h...
