Power. It can mean everything to the right people.
I'm Isaac. Liam Isaac. People call me many things. Scum, peasant, faggot, etc. The one I like most though, is Liam. I'm a wolf and even amongst wolves, my status is pretty low. It's pathetic. I'm pathetic.
It's sad really. Sometimes I ask. Why me? But that's just life I guess.
'Honey, are you...okay?' Mom asked.
'Yeah! I'm just great.'
'Umm...good to know then.'
'What did you need?'
'Could you help Neon out a bit?'
'Uh...sure.'
Neon Halphy, the richest human, somehow became friends with us. Who knows why? Though, she really helps us survive. I'm glad she's with us.
'Hey, Liam! What's going on?'
'The usual. You?'
'The business partnership with that elf is helping a lot.'
'Nice to know.'
At least she doesn't have to deal with what we have to.
I sighed. I should be happy for her! I forced a smile on my face, pretending I was happy for her as she rambled on while we moved boxes. If only my life was like this.
I sighed again. It was gonna be okay, right?