My name is Neilliana Silverstone, and I'm 175 cm tall. I have brown hair with violet eyes, and my hair is wavy and medium long. I'm a quiet, sincere, protective, rebellious girl, and I'm a she-wolf or rather a hybrid. Because of my condition, I had to move out from my pack at the age of 11. Now I'm 18 and have to return back. My parents are the Alphas of the Silverstone pack. My mother is the true alpha, as her parents were the leaders before her. Being her soul mate, Shadow became the legitimate leader. This man is or should I say WAS like a father to me. He taught me almost everything. He taught me how to control my transformations, and he taught me how to fight in my wolf form. There was a time when I missed my parents very much. But now I don't miss them at all. I don't feel anything towards them anymore or at least that's what I'm trying to convince myself of. I consider that they have abandoned me. Okay, perhaps it was for my own good, but... They could still have come to see me at Christmas, sent me presents or just a little card on my birthdays... I didn't ask for anything more... Tom, my adoptive father, taught me how to fight, how to survive in the wild, all in human form! He even taught me how to handle every weapon known in the world!
I can reassemble a gun without making a mistake, and I can tell you that I've had a hard time getting there hahaha.
As for Elizabeth, whom everyone calls Elie, she behaves with me like a real wolf with her cub. Every time something happened to me, she would mother me like crazy. At first, I had some trouble dealing with it, but as I got to know her, it didn't bother me at all.
This woman is a real cream puff, she's a real ray of sunshine in my life, she is one of the few people who managed to make me smile when I first came to their house.
I remember once I was coming back home from my school in tears and sad because everyone thought I was weird. I was often bullied, and it has hurt me a lot back then. I was really sensitive about my difference. During my middle school years, I was quite shy and unapproachable, I wouldn't let people near me for fear of being betrayed.
Sometimes, I would think that I would like to be different, to be like them, normal...
So the day I came back from school in tears, Tom got angry not because I was crying, but because they made me cry. He was so angry that he turned as red as a tomato, and it made me laugh, so much that I was crying, because when I looked at him, I had in my mind a ripe tomato instead of Tom's head.
After my little crisis, he took me in his arms and told me in a soft voice to never hate who I am, because it's my difference that makes me strong and therefore I should be proud of who I am.
Since that day, his words have been engraved in me and have never left me. After our conversation, he took me into the kitchen where his wife Elie was preparing a blueberry cake, my favorite by the way.
When the young lady saw me with my red eyes, she knew right away and made no comment. She just gave me a huge warm hug and offered me to help her make the cake. I agreed, but being a total klutz in the kitchen, I managed to drop the flour on the floor and make it explode. At the time, I was afraid Elie would get angry... But she surprised me by laughing.
Elie is a woman who transmits her joy to others naturally. If she had been a wolf, she would probably have been an Omega. Tom, of course, heard our laughter and came over to see what was going on. When he saw us covered in flour, he laughed at us and said that we looked like ghosts. After the three of us had a laugh, Elie told me to go change. It hurts me a lot to have to leave my adoptive parents. They are the ones who made me who I am today! I owe them a lot! Even though I don't let it show, Elizabeth and Tom know how I feel, they always know how I feel. I wonder if I will ever see them again. Because even though I have no desire to go back and leave them, I can't stay. No one disobeys a direct order from the Alphas, or they will retaliate and I don't want anything to happen to them because of me.215Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA6njuSnISm
