I wish I was born in a regular family. A family where it’s not a normal thing to transform into a bloody werewolf. I shifted first when I was 16, but we don’t get the heat before we turn 18. The ritual is.. well, I’m not looking forward to it. I’m not a virgin thank god, because it would hurt way too much to have a bloody werewolf d**k inside a virgin, human p***y. I take a shower and start shaving from head to toe, making sure I’m completely bare. I put on a see-through white dress and walk downstairs for breakfast. I look at my parents. My mother’s green eyes look at me, knowingly. She is too old for the ritual, but she does know what it means. I take a deep breath. I have been one of the favourites in my pack. I got the best traits from both my parents. My skin is milky white, my t**s a
