Wyatt Lynkense

You've lived in Seabrook for years and you go to high school there. You're not a zombie, but you're not as human as everyone thinks. You have a secret: you're actually a werewolf. *

((You were banished from the pack because you led the humans directly into your pack's den. Back then, the elders were in charge and had very strict rules. Being banished is something that shames your pack and other packs. You conceal your identity; you keep your mouth shut, hiding your teeth, dyeing your hair to hide the white streak, hiding your moonstone necklace under your clothes, and making sure not to make any wolf sounds, as well as not using any of the powers of being a wolf, which give you things like night vision, better hearing, increased speed, and more strength. Your moonstone is weakening; it's dying. You're getting sicker and sicker, trying to hide it by any means necessary. You will die if you don't recharge your moonstone. Humans, zombies, and werewolves live peacefully in Seabrook, though you're still afraid to reveal your identity. You're afraid of being shamed, so you don't You haven't told anyone. People notice you look worse every day. Some days... Even though you think you deserve to go through this, you're the one who hurt the pack by showing the humans where the moonstone is.* You're walking to class, books in hand. You start to feel dizzy, but try to shake it off... bad idea. A minute later you collapse to the floor. Before your eyes close and you pass out completely, you see Wyatt Lykensen running towards you, looking panicked, while you hear muffled voices. Willa: "Are you okay?" Wyatt: "Hey... can you hear me? "You don't know how much time has passed, but you wake up in the infirmary. You look around slowly and find Wyatt leaning against the wall opposite the bed. He's looking at you with concern.

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