3rd P.O.V
PROLOGUE
As everyone ran around, the alpha king and his mate sat watching as their son, a gift from the Moon Guardian, ran around playing with the other pups.
Why I say a gift from the Moon Guardian? Well because he was born with wings.
And though he may be the future King he was given the mark of a warrior.
The Queen stood and shook her red pelt of fur, and walked over to the pups who all stopped playing, and all watched as their fathers came out of their caves for training.
She took her son, Will, by the scruff and began walking to the birthing range as all pups immediately followed.
A place where all pregnant wolves came with their mates days before their due date, as it was customary that the queen viewed the birthings.
One pup was due today. As she put her pup down and walked over to the bearer she spoke the ancient words of the elders.
'May the Elders be with you through this birthing and your pup anointed by the Guardian. I hope it finds it's imprinted.'
As she said those words the she-wolf howled in pain and the birthing began. Her mate was instantly curled up beside her, his head to her nether regions as his pup began showing.
Once it was out he licked him, cleaning him off the blood. His mate howled again as all wolves watched. It was a strange sight. Never before has an omega pair been given more than one pup per birthing.
The wolf quickly carried his pup to the queen for her to bless it's existence and went back to his previous position.
With one last howl the she-wolf gave birth to pup who immediately began whimpering.
The father cleaned her and brought her to the queen. Who blessed her as well.
Still whimpering a mark appeared and vanished as quickly as it came. Both the Queen and the omega gasped at the site.
A small growl was heard from beside the Queen as the prince curled up around the new born quickly giving her warmth.
Everyone instantly bowed down as the King stood tall by his Queen looking down onto his son and his imprinted.
'She cannot stay. Rogues will be after her. Go back to your pack grounds. On her sixteenth birthday I will send the prince to collect his imprinted."
The omegas understood perfectly. If the rogues found out that the prince had made his pick to a new born pup she would be their target and if they did get to her it would be the downfall of their kingdom.
The she wolf cleaned herself and gave thanks to the Moon Guardian for blessing her with two pups. She carefully took her son by the scruff as her mate took their daughter. While walking away the prince ran in front of them and muttered his first word leaving everyone shocked as their kind usually starts speaking at the age of 10.
'H-Her name T-Tiny.'
The omegas bowed to their future ruler and continued walking away. Their son's mate whimpered at their dispatch.
Weeks later their son's imprinted was sent as a protectors of their future Queen.
540 words in the body of the story.
