Not His'

Prologue

Everyone had heard the tale
A tale about the Alpha of a pack
Rejecting, and soon enough, abandoned his mate
He forbids the needs of his wolf and the pack's essentials of having a Luna of their own

The story sworn around pack after pack
Consuming every heart of werewolves
And stereotyping the Alphas of each the pack
A tale by which the Alpha blames the Moon goddess for mating him to a wrong she-wolf
Blaming her ugliness, her strength, or incapabilities

Rejection filled the heart of the she-wolf
To save her breaking wolf and to heal her broken heart
She fled and wished to never be seen
She grieved the thought of having an unloving mate,
And blamed her very own existence and never blamed the one who is above

Praying to be loved again, or pretending to be strong
She worked as the moon shone above her
That is what she had become;
From the pain of the past, she learned to stand up of her own
And learned that she won't need an Alpha to be complete again.

But one faithful day, they've met.
The smile from above still lingered
It was not her fault
It was only their doings
She merely watched and witnessed the scene of two wolves finding again

His eyes full of grievance as he showered her beauty
And her eyes are being brimmed with tears as she showered his existance
Both wanted to be as one again,
But hearts are both tainted with pride and doubt

What could it be?
That they desire as one, yet the one who oppose is themselves also?
Such a twisted world they lived in
And a twisted world I law

Each time their eyes meet, the happiness of their wolves made them alive again
The smile of one is the warmth of other
And the tear of the other is the pain of one
Riding a roller coaster ride, and they came to a halt

Just like rides in a carnaval show, one must stop and move on.
They finally accepted the need of the other
And one finally accepts the apology of the man
After long, they became as one and built a future of their own

End

As this tale ends, hearts have been touched
Tears had brewed and emotions are shown
The lesson of appreciation and pain is being conveyed
And the Above's power is never questioned again

As the young woman read the tale, a short snicker came out of her mouth. The book flew around the air as she also floated out of nothingness.

She rolled to her back and continued to float around her room. A tower that the walls are covered of books, and books full of tales.

"stereotyping the Alphas...huh," then she smiled to her self.

She kicked herself towards the topmost shelf and grabbed a brand new book. It was a color of red that comes with the same shade of the blood moon. Just like any other books the maiden had, it felt velvet under her touch and had the moon's ancient carvings on its cover. A carving that tells the tale the history of the werewolves, but she disregards it and flipped it open that showed a page.

The page was empty, untainted and clean. A page that is waiting to be written by the hands of the mighty about a tale of a wolf.

Still floating in the air, she grabbed a pen and rolled to her stomach, she placed the pen in the top most left of the page and decided to write.

As she wrote, she spoke out the words out loud;

How the matchmaker have been gleeful
Of the heart warming tales of the other
But she also questioned...
Have they ever heard the tale such as this?

A tale...

That is converged by two worlds...

She sighed with a smile still plastered on her lips. She looked up and asked the stars; "...I wonder what will happen?"