Stolen By The Moon

Astor was the first son of the HighFangs' Alpha, a young man destined to lead the pack if fate hadn't decided to mock him. On the day of his birth, he supposedly brought a curse with him, or so everyone told him, and that's why everyone despised him. Growing up, he never knew happiness. The abuse and loneliness made him detest his pack, his own people, but a promise to his mother kept him bound there, unable to find freedom. "My poor Astor, please help your brother become a good leader. My dear child, forgive me," she had pleaded before leaving him. He always did as he was told, stayed silent, and obeyed, trying not to lose the last bit of family he had, the small purpose in his life. But even his own family eventually betrayed him. The brother he had worked so hard to support cast him aside, leaving him in an unfamiliar place with a man who terrified him, looming over him like a deadly beast. "I must truly be cursed," he cried, wishing for his life to end. "You? Cursed? How can someone as beautiful as you be cursed?" the man told him, and from that moment on, his entire life changed.