Throughout the supernatural world, the moon goddess was worshiped. However, they only drew up concepts of her, never knowing the truth. That she was in fact an entity, not a person in whole, but something so much more. Why, you may ask that I know so much about her. Well that is simple, I am but a part manifested from "her" very being. I am but a crumb of the divine existence. Born from a kiss, and destroyed with another.
For millenniums, I was apart of a selective conscious. I watched the werewolves grow and distinguish and grow again and spread, intermingling with other species, more specifically humans. I never was very interested until one couple caught my attention. They were a peculiar couple with an aura so pure with love it was blinding, even to me. A werewolf prince and a lowly peasant, both with sad pasts and hopeful futures. I yearned to find a love as true for myself, I was desperate. With their first kiss, I began to manifest. As their relationship developed, so did I. I sprouted into my own being from the aura of their love. In a way, they were my parents. I was allowed to dissent upon the earth and find my own mate. I was bestowed upon them as a gift and placed inside her womb, to be born onto the earth to fulfill a fate I was unaware of.
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WerewolfThis is my first story and I'm young, please no haters. Also beware grammar errors there will be several.