Mates

Prologue

Prologue

In the mid 1600, in a distant land named Minoa, ruled the White Night pack. It was royal and filled with treasure and power.

The Alpha king, Amari Hart was a proud ruler. He watched over his kingdom and his pack like a hawk. Nothing suspicious passed threw and if yes, never came back out.

He had a strong army. The finest of them all. Every soldier skilled to fight in combat unlike others.

It's safe to say that Amari is the Lord of all Alpha Kings.

The strongest.

The wealthiest.

The nicest.

There is never a king such as him, he is the only one.

His wife, the queen, Benita Hart and him had a daughter and a son both twins. Just like them and every other wolf in the White Night pack, they had hair as pure and white as snow itself.

White.

A sign of purity, legend be told that an angel blessed the first Alpha of the White Night pack and turned his hair bleach white to prove he was purified.

If anyone had dark hair in that pack, the wolf would be banned from that territory and if ever found on the grounds ever again, he or she should be decapitated from disobeying orders from the Alpha King.

Unfortunately, too many people were born with dark hair and the numbers kept growing day by day and Amari didn't know what to do.

Dark hair was naturally a sign of impurity. The Devil cursed the child for life and its hair grew dark instead of white. As the child grew, he or she should be act like a spawn of the devil and become as evil as evil gets.

But he couldn't simply send all those people away, more than half of the population would disappear and that would be devastating for him, his family and the entire kingdom.

So he let them be.

Amari believed that if he let the devils be, they wouldn't plan a foolish attack.

His beliefs were right. The dark haired ones never attacked and each year the population of dark haired children grew larger and the white haired wolves shrieked to the point were it was only the Alpha King, the Queen and the prince and princess with white hair.

Shortly after, Amari died of a severe heart attack and his wife didn't last long afterwards either. Her heart ached too much that it too gave up on her.

Now all that was left was the prince and princess.

They were alone for the rest of their lives, without a guardian or parent, they survived on their own. Claiming the spot as Alpha King, Amari II became the next ruler the kingdom needed.

Amari II found love within another pack. The girl he had fallen for had black hair, he remembered all the stories about the Devil and the Angel but he ignored them.

He married her and their little boy was born with black hair, just like his mother.

The princess prayed that her children will have her beautiful white, snowy hair color and yet when she herself found love. Her payers were unanswered.

Her son too had black hair.

There were no more white haired werewolves that existed in the world anymore.

They were extinct.

But little did they know that a few centuries later, hope was rebuilt and there may be a second chance for the White Night to reclaim its rare white hair as it continues to live on in other people.