She Was The Queen

Chapter One✅

A/N This is my second book on wattpad. I am really into werewolves and so if you aren't, stop reading.

Please comment on my writing and any room for improvement.

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Note: the pov interchanges between Roman and Khai

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My sensitive paws pounded against the snow. My heart doing the same against my chest. Fear was on my tail and what it had done to me was enough to have anyone running for their life. Fear had not even touched me directly but touched what I loved and that hurt me. For the first time, tears ran down my wolf face and my chest tightened as the wind was too much and the distance I had been running exceeded my usual. At the same time grief as a burden to slow me down to let them catch up to me. Blood thirsty growls became more menacing as they couldn't catch up to me, yet. I wasn't going to let them.  My mother's words echoed in my mind as I kept on doing what she had been telling me. Run, just run and never look back. I could feel my muscles burning at every stride I took, my strength was faltering.
My eyes shut and let out the tears that had been blinding the sight of my unknown path. With my mind searching for alternatives, I prayed to the Sun goddess who gave me strength, in my heart, asking, begging her to spare me. To give me one more day, to at least give me time to seek vengeance for her creation, my family but, today she didn't, she didn't give me strength. I felt weak. She wasn't shining but she was behind the grey clouds that placed a lid around the sky, scattering perpetual white flakes in the cold. This was our weak point, winter. Winter had always made me feel weaker and my enemies knew that. They knew that we got our incredible strength from the Sun and now that it wasn't shining, we could die easily. I could die easily if only they caught up.

I was steaming in the winter air as I could hear them behind me, creeping closer and nearer, howling and growling hungrily, wanting my flesh and mine alone. I was the cause of it all and guilt was not being kind to me either and nether were my lungs. They tightened as they were tired, I was tired. Their feet were pounding the snow, not tiresomely at all but, powerfully. The fatigue kicked in as I jumped several roots and turned countless trees.  All these fast-flying by objects made me dizzy as my vision grew impaired. My scent was probably dense in the air due to the blood oozing from my paws.
They wedged an unfair battle and I was alone. A pack of black and dangerous ex-alphas, the same that could tear anyone to shreds, tore my whole pack to shreds and were now coming for me. How was it fair? It wasnt.

Scared out of my mind, I navigated the whole forest without direction. With no idea of where I was going, as long as it was away. My paws felt sensitive on the icy river as I slid clumsily across, my heart racing in fear of them catching up due to this delay. My golden brown fur wiped the ice when I stumbled, allowing ice to stab into my claw-induced open wounds.
Their dark claws were sharp and merciless in my memory, when I was trying to claw them off my brother who was crying out for me to save him but they clawed back in several places, reaping blood out of me. Their alpha, the biggest one had sniffed my blood and licked it. His eyes glowed golden for a split seconds then back into a dark pit. My mother, who was slowly dying called back to me, telling me to run.
I blinked the dark image out of my mind as I reached the bank. I glanced back and saw them, ravaging near the bank and onto the frozen river. Fear took over again, now mixed with stamina, I couldn't die today. I wasnt dying today. Be it Yaga was helping or not, I was not dying today. I pounced away, deeper and deeper into the forest in the darkness of the day. My front paw caught hold of a root and I was sent flying forward. I never gave them the chance to catch up though, choosing to get right up. Immediately running further. My eyes saw visions of their sharp canines and hungry eyes. They came to kill. My heart was sore as to what I had lost. My whole pack was now extinct and I was now endangered. Sun Wolves are gone, I felt myself howling in pain, straining my lungs. Why was I doing this at this time? As stamina was letting go of me I was almost giving in until I felt light. In my heart, in my chest, I felt light. It was a light ahead, I had never ran this far. Their feet felt like they were right behind me as the winter stung the tips of my nose but for a moment as I felt this light, I didn't worry. There was an opening up front and I started howling as loud as I could for help but, all that came out was a weak moan. The light beyond had a pull on me suddenly. I felt myself running faster, wanting to satisfy my unknown need to be there. The patch grew bigger and bigger.
I had to live, for mom, for dad, for my seven brothers and two sisters. For the pack, I had to live. I was all they had left if they were left. Of course they aren't. I pushed the thought out of my mind as every muscle in my body was aching. I couldn't go on any longer. If whatever was at the end of the forest was bad, I would give up and die at their hands not the Azraels but something was attracting me, I had to be there. I came so close to the light, I became blinded by it. With that blindness, I burst into the light. It was like opening your eyes for the first time.  It was refreshing as if the sun was out. A huge house was set in the midst of the field. It was just an open field surrounded by mazes of trees. A wooden house covered by a blanket of snow felt randomly warm. I howled one last time before my legs gave out, throwing me into the snow before the house, just a few jumps away. My body tumbled into sticks and twigs that stabbed into my back, making me hiss weakly. My bones rearranged when I landed and the snow blanketed my human form. I had been a wolf for so long, I forgot how cold the snow was. My blood mixed with the snow as death became a reality for me. Shivering in despair as the cold did not really sooth the sore bruises, the Azraels burst through the dense forest, coming to stop at the edges to look. At me perhaps? To first finish me with their eyes, maybe but, they stood a fair distance away. As if they were waiting for me to get up and run again. Like they were enjoying this race. A strange pulling force came from behind me. I couldn't help but look back at the house. A group of people burst out the house. Their instant transformation assured me that they were wolves. I curled myself into a ball as I felt myself loosing myself. Sound left my ears and I heard nothing. Blood came out of my back, out of my waist, wrists and face, this was it. I couldn't help but catch a scent. A sweet scent that made me feel life for one last time.

My naturally golden eyes looked up as I felt them burning and I gained the energy to lift my head. Feeling the pull grow more desperate, I felt an urge to close the space between me and the magnet that had been pulling me.
A large wolf, the largest of them all who exited was radiating, standing out from them all, even the Azraels that looked like him were different. He had icy blue eyes that penetrated me. He was the alpha, I could feel it. His pack was of various colours, orangish-browns, greys, and bronze and he was the only black one. His pack was unlike the Azraels who were all black. He growled angrily, sounding more like a snap of thunder or a heart stopping accident. He was snapping his jaws, giving caution about himself as my fears approached perilously behind me.
I was shocked at how unafraid I felt as the alpha with a black thick coat growled. His blue eyes met mine again and never left. I gasped when my stomach cringed uncontrollably and my heart beat increased in speed, his growl lowered and his angry icy look became more like a still blue ocean. His eyes were tingling and so were mine. There was this unusual saccharine sensation in me. I felt a strong pull toward him. A pull that only needed me to get close to him because gravity wasn't strong enough to carry me. He was the magnet. Oddly heartbreakingly, he snapped out of our daze when the black wolves came into view, I tried to cover my body. I was used to everyone one else in the pack looking at my body but they were strangers and a wolf who was suddenly strikingly magnetic. The alpha with the blue eyes approached the Azrael alpha, Intiyago. Azraels were the most dangerous wolves in the world and for him to even challenge them, represented bravery, it was hot! The Azreals have been our enemies since they tried to kill us for our precious blood. Today they had evolved into heartless, ravenous, cannibalistic creatures and Sun wolves a delicious drug of strength, to ensure them immortality. Intiyago approached the blue eyes, away from his pack. Alpha on alpha. The life sucking returned as I was losing clear sight of everything. Intiyago looked at me intently, then with hunger and desire. He didn't want to kill me, I read it in his eyes. Death was not my fate with him. That only made me want to die just to hurt him for all he has done. To make him realize that all the death was for nothing. And at least my soul would rest with my pack in the Sun. Everything darkened at the edges as it became gradually black. My eyes shut as an Azrael came running to me. The others started attacking as if to protect me. I could hear the sound of war silently and the feel of the wind gushing out of their attacks on my fingertips. What had I done to deserve such protection? In shut eyes I could still hear the soft eerie sounds of growling, scratching and biting. Howling followed as I started coughing out a liquid. All I could do was cough up the liquid, hoping I would be spared for I was in another's territory. All the growling, all the violence was all so deafening. Everything went on mute. At first it scared me, it made me sad but at some time, in the darkness I actually wanted the silence. I couldn't feel anything. Everything was dark and cold. I knew it wasn't the cold of the snow but the chill of death, tugging at me kindly, calling me to give in. What had I to live for? My mother was gone, my father was gone, my siblings, my pack... I was lost with nothing but, I remembered the pull I had to the blue-eyed alpha but I had no emotions to it. My parents recent death was nothing to me now, I had lost all emotions. It was utter darkness and lack of feeling. All my senses were gone, no smell of blood or the sounds of battle. Nothing just a deafening silence as I slipped away, allowing all reasons to live to die with me.