‘Verse: Everyday Wolves
Length/Rating: 100 words, PG, Gen
Summary: In a world where were-critters are genetic and not contagious, every recessive is faced with a choice. Written for Random roll: 3. Urban/Suburban Fantasy and 3. Everyday Wolves.
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My mother was raised knowing she’d have to marry a full-blood were– as a part-blood it was her only chance to carry on our dwindling bloodline. Instead she met dad, had me, and died before earning her place in the family tree. Part-bloods both, their gift to me was to pass along that curse of almost being worthy.
Now I’m facing the same choice she did: marry into magic I’ll never have, so my daughters can be what I should have been… or find someone without a trace of other in his soul and pretend I’m not my Grandmother’s heir.