I was born into a family of werewolves, living in secret among humans. My parents told me the stories of our ancestors, who roamed the forests and mountains under the light of the full moon. They said it's an ancient power, passed down through generations of wolves. But I never really understood what that meant until I turned 18. That's when my transformation began. I started to feel this strange energy coursing through my veins during full moons. It was exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.
I remember running naked under the night sky for the first time, feeling my body change into a wolf-like form. My senses heightened, and I could smell everything around me. The world became so vivid and alive. I roamed those woods for hours, letting out primal screams, feeling free from human constraints. When I returned to my human form, I felt different. Stronger, wilder.
After that night, I knew I couldn't live a normal life anymore. The moon calls me now, and I answer its summons every full moon. It's not just about the physical transformation; it's a spiritual awakening for me. I feel connected to something ancient and powerful. My parents were proud of me for embracing my heritage, but they also warned me of the dangers that come with being a werewolf. There are those who would hunt us down, who fear what we represent. But I'm not afraid. The moon is in my blood, and it will always
