CHAPTER HUNDRED AND ELEVEN

I knelt down in front of the leader whose judgment would determine my fate. I was almost dead. And I was shaking. The only thing that kept me kneeling there was the little faith I had in myself, my body was betraying me but my soul wasn't. What do I do to get out of this crazy predicament I thought, but there was nothing that could get me out. " Take him to the dungeon and kill him." Those were the words of the leader. I didn't want to die "why should I be killed?" I asked and they all burst out laughing "you are the forbidden child of our race, the only one born of werewolf blood, you do not deserve to be alive. Your presence is forbidden and your life is a form of sacredness that we don't want in our own society. Die now just like your father who betrayed us had died." The leader said, with the evil laughter that was deemed to end my soul. What did I do? I was just a kid who was born by a pair who loved one another but due to their forbidden love I was going to die? This was absurd a