Manan FF My Wolf Queen

1. This is Me!

Before entering the story, I would like to clarify some basic points about the story...

This is a fully fictional story...

This world's known as terra ( earth or land in Latin) there are 5 continents here... first Orion, Aries, Cygnus, Carnia and last but not least Cassiopeia or homines terra/ human land...

Our heroine Nandini is living in Carnia... here, there is a special tradition for werewolves... from a long time ago, the kings of Carnia were all known to be mateless...

it was known in the ancient books that when the 1st king of Carnia was born, the elder of the town announced that he had no mate... the elder of the town and the 1st King's family prayed the moon goddess earnestly... and after like 100 years of continuous praying the moon goddess finally replied by giving them a boon... their king or alpha if hadn't found his mate yet is granted a chosen one from the moon goddess herself... ( here a werewolf can live up to 500 years... hence 100 years means the king was in his youth...)

The chosen ones are also called lunas...

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Now Back to the story. A day before the happening or prologue. Morning, 9:30 am.

Sitting in front of the mirror, She looked at the girl with sharp features and big doe eyes.

"Ah, I still look as gorgeous as ever," she muttered smiling as she did some final touch up.

Nandini Murthy. Daughter of Dr. Ram Murthy and Mrs. Padma Murthy. She is the chosen one for the prince of Carnia, Harshad Saxena. She is an upright and serious woman who knew what she was and how to get people to respect her which was often misunderstood.

*knock *knock

"Come in." She said. The door opened revealing a brunette in casuals.

"Hey sista looking beautiful ha. Looks like bhai is gonna have a hard time," She said wiggling her brow while Nandini covered her mouth as she laughed.

"I know princess. Now, come let's do some shopping for tomorrow's ball," She said while Aliya rolled her eyes.

Except for being slightly old fashioned, Nandini was perfect according to Aliya.

"It's not a ball sista, its a party. And I don't want you wearing those long dresses like this one. You are beautiful and I want you to show off." She said flipping her hair while nandu shook her head.

"Nah alu... You feel comfortable in them, while I don't. And your brother likes me like this more. Ok enough of this now and let's not waste any more time. Come let's go." She said taking the most reasonable excuse. Seeing that Nandini is trying to divert the topic Aliya also left it half-heartedly. They both went downstairs and exited the house moving towards the car.

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Alan fashion boutique. 10:45 am.

Arriving there both Nandini and Aliya gracefully walked towards the receptionist who smiled looking at them. They were regular costumers after all.

He led them towards the latest collections. He also called the head designer who was more than happy to accompany them.

"So you think, Bhai is going to propose you," she said suddenly taking Nandini by surprise. Nandini widened her eyes at Aliya before blushing.

"Alu, that's not the way to speak," she said while aliya just rolled her eyes.

*God, this is not the 19th century... it's 20 for god sake... If she was not my oh so amazing friend who genuinely treats me... I would have left her long ago...* She thought but shook her head, how could she leave this idiotic 19th-century girl who she dearly calls her sis cum bestie.