INTRODUCTION

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(Katerina's POV) I'm Katerina Bathas, seventeen years old. I'm the most underrated and hated shifter in my pack, the fallen moon pack. Yes, everyone, apart from my only friend, hated me for some reasons. Some say it's because of the way I look, others say it's because I am too weak and lazy to fight, to defend my pack or even myself in times of battle and so on. But, the most notable reason was the fact that they thought I’d allegedly killed my parents with my own hands. I wouldn't blame them at all, if not for the fact that they were combining their natural hatred for me along with the available information concerning my parents’ death, which suggested that I had actually killed them by myself while in a drunken state, without any second thoughts as to why I would do such a thing. I couldn't remember what happened back then. I was just about thirteen years old. I had woken up from my unconscious state, only to see everyone pointing accusing fingers at me, that I had killed my parents. Meanwhile, I couldn't remember anything. It was as if I had lost my memory. I didn't know how I ended up in the hospital. I was almost stoned to death by my pack members, but the Alpha, father to my current Alpha, saved me by asking the entire pack to embark on a serious investigation first, in order to know if I had been set up in any way. The investigation is still ongoing for the past four years and there has been no results till this day, hence the reason why everyone had to believe that indeed, I had actually killed my parents with my own hands back then. But deep down, I knew I couldn't have done such a thing on my own accord. The previous Alpha of my pack had ordered no one to kill me before his death. His son succeeded his throne and followed through with his father's order. But, my life was going to be more miserable during his reign as he seems to have a personal hatred for me, more than the fact that I had killed my parents. My only brother hates me as well, constantly blaming me for the death of our parents. As if that wasn't enough, I am the only werewolf without a mate in my pack. But I believe he's among us in this pack and I am hoping to meet him soon. I needed his love, care and protection at this crucial time of my life. The same way my late parents loved each other, cared for each other and protected each other as mates.
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