The One

Risen

 Just then, Christian finished his meal and stood up. A piercing scream echoed from the west wing, jarring everyone into sudden stillness. It was as if a spell enveloped them, compelling all to kneel, except for Christian, who wore a knowing smirk, as if he held secrets untold.

Curiosity drew everyone to the commotion, while Christian ambled nonchalantly toward the west wing, the early morning stillness offering a rare peace amidst the chaos of smaller children. As he approached, he halted abruptly, sensing a pull towards his bedroom, which urged his family to follow in his wake.

Upon reaching his bedroom, Christian slowly opened the door, stepping inside with a soft, inviting smile. "Welcome home, love," he uttered, throwing the door wide open for all to see.

As they crossed the threshold, a stunned silence descended. The family stood frozen, mouths agape, disbelief etched upon their faces. In the room stood a slender woman, her body radiating an otherworldly aura, her red and gold-tinged eyes piercing into their souls as she sniffed the air with an air of authority.

"Ho-how... how is this possible?" William stammered, his disbelief palpable. He took an involuntary step forward, earning a low, warning growl from Christian, who swiftly positioned himself between the red-eyed woman and his brother, determined to shield him.

"Love, you need to stay calm," he whispered, a protective edge in his voice.

Through their bond, she communicated with a clarity that resonated in his mind, "Tell them to leave."

Christian nodded, turning to face the bewildered family and ushering them out of the room. "We'll explain later, but for now, please step outside."

The lady stood there, a soft smile on her lips as she inhaled the scents of her twins and her firstborn, who purred and nestled against her in blissful reunion.

"They've missed you, love, and so have I," Christian murmured, pressing a tender kiss on the mark adorning her neck, a symbol of their eternal bond.

"Karol?" he asked softly, repeating the affectionate gesture, his lips lingering on her skin. She responded with a low purr, grasping him and pinning him against the wall, causing a slight dent, her smirk showcasing the newfound strength that coursed through her veins.

"Do that again, mate, and you'll regret it," she teased, a playful glint dancing in her eyes before her focus shifted to their sleeping children.

Time slipped by as Karol locked herself away in the sanctuary of their room, embraced by her mate and children.

That night, the sky glittered with brilliance, the full moon casting an ethereal glow over the land as never before. The family gathered in the backyard, witnessing an extraordinary transformation. Karol felt her immense power surge within, and as she released a thunderous howl, it echoed through the night, drawing out a cascade of howls that resonated through the hearts of their kin, linking them in a profound connection.

Awe washed over everyone as they beheld her newfound strength, unlike anything experienced before. All the pack members, including those far away, heard the call through their linked minds and knelt in reverence. Suddenly, a voice reverberated in their heads. "She is The Chosen One."

In an overwhelming wave, all but Karol's family succumbed to slumber, leaving only her parents and siblings conscious to witness the metamorphosis unfurling before them.

"You will achieve great things ahead, my Chosen One," the voice intoned within their minds, as they bore witness to the moment that would forever alter their destinies.

"Do good and reunite the whole supernatural realm; let the war end," echoed the ethereal voice before it dissipated into the night air.

Jason was the first to snap out of the trance, his voice cracking with disbelief as he exclaimed, "What did I just hear?"

Christian, wide-eyed and awestruck, responded, "The God or Goddess was bestowing their blessing upon Karol, and we are the witnesses to this divine moment."

One by one, the others began to rise, shaking off the lingering dizziness that enveloped them like a heavy fog as they regained their senses. The eventful night came to a close, heralding the opening of a new chapter; a monumental task lay ahead of them, a solemn duty to uphold. As the moon hung high in the starlit sky, the werewolf clan set out on their relentless quest to locate the elusive creatures that had sought refuge in the shadows, determined to reconstruct an era where every supernatural being could coexist in harmony, as it once was under the guidance of their newly anointed leaders, the King and Queen of the werewolves. They had been entrusted with this monumental responsibility by the God and Goddess themselves.

One by one, creatures of all kinds began to emerge from their hiding places, seeking solace and safety beneath the protective wings of their newfound leaders, while those who had perpetrated harm would face trials and punishments befitting their misdeeds.

A new era had dawned, led by The One and The Chosen One, as they embarked on a journey towards a promising future filled with hope and enlightenment.

-THE END-