
He had no pack. No guiding alpha, no brothers or sisters to share the hunt. The night was his only companion, the moon his only master. Once, he had belonged. His pack ran through the northern forests, fierce and loyal. But betrayal had cut deeper than silver. Lies whispered in the dark turned his kin against him, and when blood was spilled, he was cast out. Now, he wandered from village to village, a shadow that brought unease. To humans, he was a monster. To wolves, he was an outcast. Yet he endured — hunting alone, fighting alone, surviving alone. But even the strongest wolf feels the ache of solitude. His howls, long and sorrowful, carried across the valleys not to summon allies but to remind the world he still lived. Some nights, the sound made hunters shiver in their beds. Other nights, it drew curious children to windows, wondering if a lost spirit cried in the dark. Still, the werewolf knew one truth: to remain solo was to remain alive. Packs brought bonds, and bonds could be broken. Alone, there was pain — but also freedom. And yet, fate is cruel. For one night, as the moon swelled full and bright, another howl answered his own. A choice stirred in his chest. Continue forever as the lone wolf… or risk everything for connection once more.
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