Maybe I'm manipulating you. Or maybe this is how it has to be, and we're both trapped here. But don't try to blame me: I'm not the one narrating your life. It just feels that way. I close my shining blue eyes, open them slowly. The air smells like ozone. I'm trying to change things, BLjGIT BG. I just don't think it will work. Have you ever imagined what it's like, to see what's coming, and know that you can't change it? I've done this a thousand thousand times, and it never works. But here we are again.
The cops reach the door and start knocking.
Not long after you made your discovery in human territory, events began to spiral out of your control. An explosion tore apart the military's medical center, killing dozens. The humans blamed the attack on werewolf terrorism and descended on your pack with fury and zeal. During the first of these human incursions Tiva was severely beaten, her face scarred while in human form, the damage permanent. Days later, the pacification squads—well-armed groups of soldiers—began roaming the streets of Haven, treating werewolves as subhuman animals. They closed down your school and forced the laborers into overtime, all while tracking the pack's every move.
It wasn't long until something had to give. A meeting between Elder Ahote and the pack's Warmaster, Haken, led to a protest, conducted peacefully at Ahote's direction. The pack was met in the streets by a massive squad of soldiers led by the base's ranking officer, Colonel Williams. Williams wasted no time in shutting down the gathering through violent intimidation before marching away, leaving the pack to mourn the loss of their freedoms and their bruised pride.
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