Once upon a time,there was one day a kingdom, the name was Blackwood, it was a werewolf kingdom. The were people believe in the moon, and their god is called Celeste, one of the greek gods and in mythology.
The kingdom was located in Australia, not many humans would know about it because it was hidden from their eyes, same world, different realms.
The werewold rulers on earth were a King and Queen, yes you heard me right. The title was passed down to generations until it was the tenth generation. A werewolf lived up to 16 years where they would connect with the primal side-shifting, and they would shift back and forth, getting to know each other. Each would train in skills like cooking and baking, and no, education wasn't so important in the werewolf kingdom, they all depended on nature to survive.
The King was a tyrant-ruthless, unforgiving and never believed in anything called having a mate because he said that it was what made his father weak( forgetting that he came from them). He had always been having the thought of rejecting his own mate so that he could have no distractions but is he really ready for what was to come? I bet not.
The Blackwood kingdom was in peace for ten generations until the King met his soulmate, and she was completely different. She was a Centaur.Centaurs are extinct right? How can two Celestial beings mate? Cases like this were not common, and none of them was really successful when it came to mating because of choosing the dominant side. But what else can we say? The moon goddess has her own ways of pairing mates.
