KERRI
I loved the Crow brothers. I had loved them since the attack of the Silverlaws on our pack.
I was there that gruesome night and I had watched people die. Girls by age were slaughtered by men. Human men because they had this twisted ideology that if they let children survive, they would also be hunted.
To protect me, my mom put herself in harm's way. It was a memory I wish I could erase but it was impossible to do so when the very sight of my mother being pumped inside out with wolfsbane was what triggered my magic.
I had survived that night because of my magic. The aftermath of that bloodbath was the worst of it.
Humans couldn't be trusted. Magic couldn't be trusted either. It was an unspoken tenet in the pack and I listened to them diligently.
I cut my father off and gave
