Memories
[HELENA POV] Rogues were everywhere. I was running as fast as I could, but it was like I was running in the mud. Every step was heavy. I had to struggle to pull each leg forward. I was quickly surrounded by angry-looking wolves. Their jaws snapping at me just barely away from my face. Their horrid breath made me choke. I was sobbing. I heard the screams of the surrounding m******e. The sky was raining blood. The blood carried the scent of my mother. As the rogues began to tear at my skin, I saw my mother being eaten alive in front of me. Her eyes were already devoid of life. Her face suddenly snapped with a scowl. She began shrieking at me. “You’re weak. You’re not strong enough to be a Beta. You’re not even strong enough to be a wolf. A waste. A waste. A weak little girl.” The voice
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