Through the hourglass of the past
1200 AD, the Land of Northumberland
Dear diary,
My life was not the way I pictured it. I dreamed of having someone to love, to rely on, but instead I had to fight against my family’s wish to marry into the pack. And yes, I was a werewolf, and soon a Luna. My parents pointed to Conrad Hewitson as my Alpha; he was caring and thoughtful, but my heart somehow knew it would beat for someone else.
“My dear Lettice, you know we love you so much, but these are the rules inside our pack. We wouldn’t have survived for so many years if we had broken them” my mother’s voice was always kind. She was my shelter, my refuge, and my guardian, but this time I felt like she was my executioner. There was a burning fire in my mother’s eyes that no matter what my problems w
