"Ally!" Her mother yelled out her name. "Come out, come out wherever you are!" Her voice flowed with that of the birds chirping.
The little girl's laughter was heard before she came jumping out from behind a tree. A large smile on her face as she waved her arms around.
"Here mother!" She was then running towards her mother before jumping on her.
"Can you sing to me?" She the little girl asked as her mother spun her around, both of them giggling.
Her mother carried her over to the Weeping Willow tree with a smile on her face.
"What song would you like to hear?" She asked her daughter as she sat down with her on her lap.
"Anything," she said excitedly, while bouncing up and down on her mother. She had always loved listening to her mother's singing whenever she had the chance.
Her mother nodded her head and wrapped her arms around her daughter. She closed her eyes as she got ready to sing.
"Who's lucky
I am
Who's lucky
I am
And why
Cause I have youEverywhere I go
I know, oh, I know
That I got you
And you got meWho's lucky
I am
Who's lucky
I am
And why
Cause I have youI love you
You love me
Oo oh oh
We love us"It wasn't long before both mother and daughter were singing along and then dancing as well. This was a happy moment for them.
When they we're done dancing, they both burst out laughing, then headed back to their house.
"Are you alright sweetheart?" The King asked his wife as he wiped away her tears. His hands caressing her cheek while he stared lovingly into her eyes.
The Queen blinked her eyes a few times while adjusting back to the real world. She hasn't even realized that she had blanked out for quite some time.
"I'm fine, " she responded, while looking around an empty dining room. "Have the children returned back to their studies?"
The King nodded his head before pulling her in his arms and lifting her onto his laps. He lowered his head into the crook of her neck and rocked their bodies back and forth.
"I've been seeing back into the past," she started out slowly. "I don't know why but I have a feeling something big is going to happen soon." Her voice was soft and low.
"Maybe it has something to do with the rebellion and this is how the Goddess is explaining things to you," he suggested. "All we can do for the time being is wait until the time is right."
She let out a sigh before wrapping her arms around his neck and tilting her head up to give him short peck on the lips.
"Well we better make sure that the children are prepared for what's coming then. If anything goes wrong in the slightest way, everything can be affected."
The King noticed that she was still a bit worried and decided to take her mind off of it. He began to trail kisses down her jawline as his hands went elsewhere.
Back in the Queen's study room, princess Nubia was trying her best to read and memorize all the words in every single book. She didn't know why but she was very interested and determined to know as much as she could about her kind.
There wasn't much in the history books about why these special wolves were handcrafted by the Moon Goddess and why they were sent to Earth. Many of them suggested that they were the guardians of the wolves and it was their duty to make sure that the balance was maintained.
It was very rare for one to actually view a guardian in their third form and there were only rumors as to what it looked like. It was said that no one lived to tell the tale and that their remains were never found.
She often wondered how her mother looked in her third form because she was the only one who had yet to see it. For some reason, her mother hated to transform into it and preferred her wolf.
Her brother and sister had also went through their transformations smoothly but for some reason couldn't transform into it even if they wanted to. The King and Queen seemed to know why but had decided to keep the reason to their self.
She didn't know at what age she would get her third form although she had already got her wolf, Safari. Her wolf was quiet and didn't really like to run as frequent as her siblings.
Her mother always told her that she was special and that the Goddess had special plans for her. All she had to do was to remain patient until she called for her.
Putting away her fifth book for the entire day, she now tried to recall every single word from heart, but would occasionally flip through the pages to see if she was correct or not and would become very excited if she was.
"I wonder what's so special about me?" She asked aloud not expecting an answer. The question had suddenly just popped up in her head out of the blue and she really wanted an answer.
Just as she was about to run out of the room to go ask her mother, a bright light came from the moon stone that was on the table. It was almost blinding before it slowly got dimmer until everything was back to normal.
Walking over to the table, she placed her hands directly on top of it to feel that it was as cold as a block of ice. Immediately, she pulled her hands away from it and breathed on them to warm it a bit.
"You my dear are one of the very few Keepers," a voice whispered in her head. It was soft and calming and very motherly.
"If I am a Keeper then what are my siblings and what exactly does a Keeper do?" she asked the voice.
"Your siblings are Guardians and it is their duty to protect all werewolves. Keepers on the other hand, they are the few who are blessed with the ability to communicate with me whenever they want and have special abilities."
Princess Nubia was bouncing up and down with this new information before she quickly calmed down. "What special abilities?"
"Patience child and tell no one of our conversation." The voice then vanished leaving the little princess overjoyed and full of energy as she hurriedly picked up another book. She was ready to learn as much as she could about being a Keeper.
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Breaking Silence
Kurt AdamHighest rank in Werewolf: 6 "Mate," he growled out, as he sniffed the air and began scanning the room with his shining silver eyes. When they landed on mine, it was as if time had just stopped and he was everything that I could possibly need and mor...