Her Empire II BTS

Foreword

In a realm far removed from human understanding, multiple packs of intelligent wolves resided. These wolves demonstrated remarkable intelligence, establishing a system of territories to prevent conflicts among themselves. Over time, these wolves underwent a transformation into human-like beings, acquiring diverse survival skills beyond their animal instincts. For centuries, they coexisted harmoniously, upholding traditions, revering Mother Nature, and paying homage to the moon, which they believed bestowed upon them extraordinary abilities such as heightened senses, super speed, and super strength. Initially living predominantly as wolves with human capacities, they gradually shifted towards a more human lifestyle, utilizing their wolf form only when necessary.

As the evolution of these creatures continued, their bodies adapted. They believed that it was a sign that the moon approved of their decisions. The most important development that occurred was the apparition of sub-genders. There was male and female, the primary genders. Males had the authority; they were the warriors, the leaders, sometimes healers, the builders and the main providers of the packs. Females, on the other hand, were the mothers, the teachers, the artists, the main healers, and the submissive kind. This system led to women becoming more masculine in order to fight for respect from their male companions. The moon clearly didn't appreciate this system, it didn't work, it wasn't natural, women weren't submissive, and they weren't made to be oppressed. The world needed their feminine energy to grow. These creatures didn't understand how it was supposed to be; women and men were supposed to lead together, to build and heal together, both of them had both feminine and masculine in them. Feminine men existed as much as feminine women and masculine women existed just as much as masculine men. Yes, they are different, physically, mentally, emotionally, but that is no excuse to oppress the "weaker" and "gentler" kind. Before they were man and woman, they were all creatures of the moon.

And the moon would be damned if she let them continue in this matter. She punished for this sin harshly, floods in the summer time and no rain in the winter for years and years. A lot of them died, they lost faith, they didn't understand. But one year, she sent those messages, it started with a blue moon, the night of the birth of the first beta wolf. Nothing seemed unusual about her, until her mother noticed a mark on the back of her neck, a little blue moon. The next one, was on a harvest moon night, an omega male with a pink crescent on his shoulder was born. The third time, on a blood moon, an alpha male was born, wearing a full red moon on the left side of his chest. The year went by; babies started being born wearing one of the three marks all across the packs. The elders of each pack tried to meet and understand this phenomenon, they understood that it was a message from the moon, but they didn't know what it was. They analyzed every bit of it, noticing that the pink crescent is only on boys; on the contrary, the other two symbols were on both genders.

One night, when the year had almost ended, it was a cold night and the moon seemed bigger than ever, an old wolf gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. Whoever saw her for the first time, swore it was the most angelic baby they had ever seen. But the baby girl didn't have any of the symbols; she had a new one, a pink full moon on the right side of her chest. The elders noted the new symbol, thinking it was new hint, but they came up with nothing, so they concluded that it was an exception. But she was only the first of many. Ever since that year, all babies had one of the four moons. And once again, they noticed that the pink full moon only appeared on girls.

The creatures didn't know the meaning of any of this, and they wouldn't until sixteen years later, when that first beta girl reached her sixteenth birthday, and started showing symptoms of a weird sickness, she was hallucinating for a few days, her parents by her side, thinking she was dying. Until she woke up one afternoon screaming her lungs out, bones breaking forcefully as she changed into a grey wolf and charged through the forest. When she came back a week later, she claimed that she had a vision, from Mother Nature herself. The system needed an update. A roar of disapproval was heard but was quickly shut down by the metamorphose of the omega boy, the incident wasn't as violent as the beta's, it was gracious, no bones forcefully breaking, no skin shedding, it was like a caterpillar changing into a butterfly. The beta told them that whether they liked it or not, change was coming.

And change came; the werewolves didn't care about primary genders anymore, only about the sub-genders. The alphas were the warriors, the hunters, the builders; the betas took on the healing role quiet seriously, but mostly, they did whatever they felt natural to them, whether it was masculine or feminine by definition, they didn't care, they only cared about their instincts. Omegas, were special creatures for they still cared about primary genders, because for some reason, the moon separated the two, giving each one of them a specific symbol. In general, omegas liked to stay close to their homes, they took care of agriculture and teaching and helping with the healers, they just loved taking care of the others. When it came to making decisions, the group of elders was no longer only male; it had all primary and sub-genders. The moon had healed the world; she had succeeded into making the peace fully reign among the wolves.

However, because creatures on earth were just that, simple creatures on earth; they don't think about the long term consequences, do they? Female omegas, known for their beauty and gentle ways, like fairies, started being used for the pleasure of the others. Male omegas could give birth, they were the mothers, women omegas were the prostitutes. Fathers started killing off baby girls who were born with the pink full moon on their torso, and those who survived were greatly protected, veiled, muted, and hidden. Otherwise, they would be sold and bought to be slaves or pleasure women. The moon gave the wolves a blessing, but they saw an opportunity to destroy. And when she decided to put a stop to it, the female omegas had suffered a lot already. On the eventful night, every female omega had a nightmare, they all woke up at the exact same time, at almost sunrise, and ended themselves, joining their moon in the sky. Life was far better as a star in the sky anyways.

Centuries passed, not one female omega was born again. Wolves changed their ways of life yet again, as they grew in number, they decided that instead of mates for life, they would live in small packs within one big pack. The conditions were simple; every small pack had to have at least one alpha, one beta and one omega, and all small packs answered to the elders of their pack. They lived in huts, or caves and they ate whatever the alpha hunted for them, in case there was a shortage of food, they could go exchange something they owned for something to eat with the elders, they also had territories for each small pack head alpha, and no one could trespass. Other than this, they left as much freedom to the wolves as possible, polyamorous relationships were normalized, as long as the head alpha mated with the omegas and female betas before the other partners. They seemed to have learnt from their past mistakes with the female omegas, although, a little bit too late.