Shane
The moon sat high in the sky and I wondered if the Moon Goddess was watching me. Would she smile favorably on me tonight? Did she enjoy it when we suffered? I was never sure if I was blessed or cursed growing up. I was tired of caring, I wouldn’t let her or anyone else decide how my life would go. From now on, I would take what I wanted and choose for myself what happens in my life.
I walked through the crowd of men I now called my soldiers. I’d ran into a few rogues when I was exiled. I clench my fists by my side as the memory of that day flashes through my mind. My mother’s face, Mavy crying, the loss of connection to my pack. I was stripped of my title and thrown out with nothing.
It was after I ripped one of their men to shreds that the others bowed to me that I got the idea to start all this. The two men joined me and we began hunting rogues. Whenever we found one, they either joined us or died. I needed soldiers, I needed the strength numbers would give me.
