Drea's Torment
Her training had been completed. She had learned her final lesson in death and pain and now she would become a vessel of the plagues and dooms that had been afflicted upon her and her pack mates. She had fully sealed the pact with the dark forces, forfeiting her soul to the Abyss. Now, as long as her hatred burned, her life would be eternal, and power unimaginable.
The Abyss was always hungry for souls, and hers had once been a fiery and vibrant one full of energy. But after the Reaping, after she had somehow managed to escape the systematic rape and slaughter of her people, her soul was dead, with nothing more to feel then hate.
It was the ultimate torment and despair that killed her soul that summoned the Abyss to her. In exchange for her dead soul the Abyss gave her the power to get her revenge, on the condition that every soul taken by her hate be given… ... fed to the Abyss.
It was the beginning of the end for the Drea. Her wolfling eye’s, once full of gleaming yellow beauty, where sunken back.