The forest was dark and rainy, I called for my mother as I ran for my life. Someone was chasing me through the woods. I heard my pursuer call my name “Alexis” over and over. I stopped dead in my tracks, I saw the pursuer’s face. I awoke drenched in sweat, my inner dragon aching to be unleashed. After 12 years of having the same nightmare I finally know who killed my parents. It was the former lord of the southern world, Lord Richard III.. When I went upstairs I saw my non shifter aunt madam Lorent. She's a woman in her fifties, has a head full of dark red,silver hair and is a bit thin. She’s the one who took me in after the accident 12 years ago (I was only nine when it all happened. I never got my memories of my parents back either), she never really cared about me. Whenever I would ask her why she even took me in she always would never answer me. I’ve lived with her since I woke up in the hospital, so I try to avoid her. She always says that I have a debt to pay her because she took me in and paid the medical bills for my injuries. I've asked in the past how much the bills were but like always she never answers me.
“And what are you doing using the front door?” my aunt said in a stern voice. “I’m using it to leave for work.”
“I've told you so many times now not to use the front door!” she yelled “yes aunt Lorent i’ll go out the back door now.” “and Alexis remember your payment is due today!’ she called after me. Of course the payment of her taking me in, I swear that woman is a greedy pig. I’m just glad I'm out of that basement that's my room. I used to have a bedroom upstairs until my Aunt Lorent put me in the basement of her mansion after she couldn't stand my screaming from my nightmares I've had for 12 years. After walking to the shifter side of town and grabbing a quick breakfast from the market.
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