Author Nadia

As I kept screaming, I noticed a young werewolf who I had helped treat an injury during a war a long time ago and beckoned to him. “Please, help me. I can’t take this pain anymore. Make it stop, please!!!” I cried as the burning pain increased. The young werewolf glanced at me with pity for a minute and took a bow and arrow. “So long, Sophia.” I smiled weakly as an arrow pierced my chest, ending my suffering and pain.