Massachusetts, United States
I was born with the fangs of a wolf, royal blood, and the spirit of a banshee. My family of warriors intended to raise a daughter with true grit, and so I cut my teeth on broken glass and played Candyland with my demons. While other girls fixed upon dolls and pretty fairy tales, the spells of witches were my first reading and my toy box was full of swords. I slept somewhere between the wolf and the constellations, quieted by the rumble of thunder and the serene humming of the moon as she watched over me.