My name is Winter. I am 7 years old and am currently being held prisoner like the rest of my pack that are still alive. Every Sunday, the guards that watch over us drag us outside, to where the cruel harsh alpha of the Blood Moon pack waits. And each Sunday, when we're re taken outside, the alpha chooses one of us to torture for a whole week. He takes them into a dark cave, then shifts. Then he starts torturing them. The screams echo through the nights. None of us really know what happens in there, but the prisoner is never seen again. They're most likely dead. During the week, we're left alone except when the guards come in to give us a loaf of bread between us all, every three days.

I'm sure, even though we try to forget it, we can all remember the night we were attacked.

#FLASHBACK#
The Moon Shine pack stands ready, the wind howling, the moon shining. The Blood Moon pack has announced war. Even though the Blood Moon pack is stronger than ours, we will still fight to the end.

"Awoooo!" The howls of our enemy ring through the night and then they attack. Our attempts to fight are futile. And soon all but the alpha, who is my brother Max, is held hostage by our enemies.
The alpha of the enemy moves forward and threatens us; "Make one move, and your alpha dies." The rest of my pack stands still, their surrender evident in the looks on their faces. But I, I can only feel the cold, hard rage, boiling up inside me. The rage I feel is threatening to spill. And I let it. Because no one hurts our pack. No one! I tear free from the person holding me captive. I can't shift because I haven't come of age, but I will fight back.

I kick and punch my way to the alpha. "Leave." I say. It's as though my emotions have reached the eye of the storm. The deadly calm in my voice makes the alpha's pack shudder. But not the alpha. He just laughs.

"You think you can save your pack! You're not even ten years old yet! You're alpha over here," he inclines his head to my brother. "Will die tonight." My eyes flash red, he is wrong, HE will die tonight!

"Careful, sis, don't let the rage control you." My brother says softly. I have a secret; even though I haven't shifted yet, I'm stronger than most werewolves, this is because Max isn't really my brother, I was adopted. I am really the daughter of the Moon Goddess, so I have powers that when I have strong enough emotions, I can't control.

"Ahh, so he's your brother. Oh well, he'll still die tonight." Lightning flashes overhead and thunder roars in the distance.Dark clouds block the light of the moon. "Coincidence," the alpha says as the lightning hits a massive tree nearby and it crashes to the ground. This just makes me angrier.

"Winter! Control yourself!" Max says. "Just listen to him!" Grudgingly I calm my emotions down, stop the storm and step back.

"Good doggie!" The alpha says. He then signals a few members of his pack to restrain me and Max. He shifts, pads over to Max and swipes his claws down his face. Tears run down my face because I know he can't fight back because they injected him with wolfs bane. The alpha then goes for the killing blow as he clamps his jaws over my brother's neck, his body going limp. I can't shut my eyes, shock has me in its hold.

After my brother's death, were drugged and taken back to the Blood Moon pack house.
#FLASHBACK ENDS#