(Millenium's POV)
I ran into the dunguen below our pack house, excitement running through me. I have finally won. My accomplishments will go down in history after this. Even without my wolf. Wolf lived up to his promise, completely blocking me out and not lending me any of his strength and perks. I felt... Human. A shiver of disgust ran down my spine. I hated thinking of myself in that way.
Some days I question if I was even a werewolf anymore. Don't get me wrong, no werewolf can change their genetics, but wolves can die. Leaving us feeling empty and useless within the pack. Some days I felt my wolf had died within me. I felt empty and weak. My night vision was gone, my enhanced senses were barely above normal for an omega. My muscles seemed to be eating themselves away, unless I spent
