My name is Barrall, but it used to be Barry and I’ve been a Lycothan for a week. I was supposed to not remember who I was but I think either something went wrong or the information was somehow mistold by the Alphas. What a gyp. Don’t get me wrong but when the Lycothans took over, the humans were captured and turned, most resisted the transformation but I wanted it. Because I lived a life where life screwed me over many times ever sense I was a child I have been through many experiences that always end in bad luck. From a neighbor’s dog that always chase then bite me even though I never gone anyway on its property, framed for a crime I didn’t commit and when I was old enough to work, got a job with one of those horrible bosses that always changes my work schedule. One time he called me to work on a night where I supposed to have a blind date. I wanted to forget all that. Fortunately, after my transformation. My new pack accepted me as one of their own so for right now, I’ll keep it to myself. No need to ruin it for me. If I forgot to tell you, I am a warrior and along with my partner Stephkel and Commander Jorgol, we are in training to hunt. Stephkel says if we played our cards right we could find mates. But for now, we hunt.