The birth of a child is supposed to be a blessing in the eyes of a family. But not for all newborns, little ones, born to a loveless union only fueled by forbidden passion. The role of a mother is to nurture, while a father's role is to be the protector, and together to love their child. This among wolves is law and instinct, but among witches and wizards, some are not born to love their legacy that is their children.
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Despite the long era of peace...chaos would eventually follows. Such times followed with secret and lies forcing themselves to rise to the surface. To be confronted without looking back as it so happened to a young witch and an alpha. They're secret could not remain a secret, not by the end of the nine months. All those they lied too and hurt along the way...would too shed into the light at the birth of a young child many years before the heir of House of Elucescat was born. Those bright blue eyes, such beautiful unnatural eyes with their silver lining around the iris. She was born first, she was born into a loveless and forbidden union that was only fueled by lust without a purpose or future.The child would come to only live with her father as she was rejected from her own mother and forcibly to be accepted by her step-mother, the alpha female. Like most hybrid children she was not accepted by the house or the werewolf pack of her father's, children out of wedlock were not seen in the best of light. But she proved herself worthy of being called the alpha's daughter. And Like all secrets, she too was kept from the world for the time...bring in only those worthy enough to teach her magic, those who would not fear her...those who loved her..her own kind of course.
The hybrids.As she grew her magic surpassed the great expectations of the hybrid house. She is gifted in the language and practice of Heartline Magic. Her bright blue eyes were never kept hidden from the house and pack but she hid the silver lining. Keeping her own secret from the moment of birth a way that she protected herself, the soul of the original monster keeping her hidden from her own family all those but the hybrid pack who knew better. The child had a cold demeanor as a reflection of just how unloved she was by her own family but there were those rare moments. Where she was warmth and her smile could bring out a smile in the hardest of souls. Where her kindness would outshine her coldness and she could just be a child.
There were times where her father would show his affections to his young child. To feel safe and loved...she cherished those moments. The Alpha..he did love his daughter but, living in a house where his infidelity was known and reminded him made it hard for him to be the father his little sunshine needed. He would take his daughter to the hybrid house of Hale where she was greatly spoiled, loved, wanted. He would take those moments to give his love and attention without anyone giving them strange looks of judgment.
The daughter of the alpha wasn't the weakest link like the original once was when she was born this time instead she was the wolf who simply didn't belong. Her birth mother on rare occasions would visit the Hale House to only see her father instead of her. To make another foolish attempt of stealing the Alpha from his beloved wife. Their child was not only four years old but she was aware of her mother's true intentions. Her older siblings told her to torment her and reminded her that she was just a burden. Influenced by watching their mother be in constant pain and having the symbol of betrayal live with them.
The Alpha female would always leave the visit as her father would fight her mother to take responsibility for their daughter. Wishing that the women who carried her would be there for their child. Their daughter was a ray of sunshine despite always carrying the same expression of her sadness.
"Miora! You need to stop you're foolish at once! She needs her mother!"
The witch Miora rolled her eyes and snickered. "I don't want her...I just want what we use to have."
"Yo termine contigo entiende. Tengo esposa y mis hijos vete de aqui! (I am done with you! Understand that! I have a wife and children...leave here now!)
"never stopped you before" Miora smiled wickedly knowing she is right. Being with her never stopped him in the past. After all those years she wouldn't let it stop. She kept coming back causing pain to the family as she reminded them of who she is. Her eyes scanned the Alpha's children from oldest to youngest and stopped at the only child who wasn't making eye contact with her.
Her daughter
Miora never wanted her child she was simply a pawn to her. To simply keep Matías and ensure that he left Atianna Hale, the Alpha Female. Miora was selfish, ambitious, and lustful after the men who are the image of power and Matías Hale was that image of just that in the Peruvian counter-part of the Region.
"Why? Look at her weak just like the rest of your "family".
Matías rejected her advances and forced her out and send her away from the Alpha's home. It became a habit... how could he stop her he a werewolf without magic like the hybrids and with his pride he refused to ask the hybrid pack for help.
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"Be a woman! Be a mother! Stop coming back you hurt my daughter every single time with your presence!" Matías was done with Moira having to hear his daughter's cries. She had a mother she was alive, breathing, she came, and saw her but had no interest in her what so ever. Some women were never meant to be mothers.The last time Moira visited the Alpha House her daughter was now 5 years old and a gifted little hybrid. When Moira arrived slamming the doors open of the Alpha's throne room Atianna was nothing more but disappointed with her husband once more. Having a sub-house of hybrids with Magic and he was too prideful to ask to put a barrier to keep HER out. The same routined occurred the argument over Solaria was old and irritating. When the Alpha Female left so did she...despite her step-mother not loving her...she would rather be with her and her older siblings.
As they headed towards the garden doors Moira shut and locked the doors to keep them from leaving. "Where are you going Antianna? Can't handle all the fuse anymore? Weak Wolf." Moira giggled as she walked towards Matías. He glared at her for her words her growl low warning her to stay away from him."Don't Matías...at the end of the day you'll be mine again if not all come back again and again till your own family leaves you and I am all that is left." She backed up but took a small step forward. Antianna looked behind her in horror at the sight of Moira and her words. She desperately wanted to shift and end her despite the magic Moria had but she couldn't not while she was carrying the youngest of the Hale children. Solaria looked up staring at Antianna, she saw it the mutual sadness between both of them. Antianna knew it wasn't Solaria's fault for existing but it was a pain for her. Solaria clutched both of her hands and turned around quickly sending a force of raw magic at Moira sending her back against the walls of the throne room. A loud gasp from everyone in the throne room all of Solaria's siblings turned at their youngest sister. Solaria stared at Moira who was getting up screaming a fit of anger and pain. She looked up at her own daughter whose eyes were shining their beautiful sapphire blue eyes and rushed towards her taking her Black Wood Wand. Both Matías and Antianna moved as quickly as they could to intervene and protect Solaria.
"Don't come back!" Solaria snapped her fingers and Moira was gone from their home.
Solaria turned to her father, "She is not my mommy...I don't want her to come back!" Her bright blue eyes shined for a moment before repressing her blue hues back to hazel. "The Queen is my mommy and this is my family even if no one loves me." She pushed the garden doors with her magic and runs out to the garden to hide.
Matías and Antianna stare at each other...Antianna looked down at the floor flood by the shame of her behavior towards the child who just wanted her family's love and affection. Solaria kept to herself and hid it behind the Ambrosia apple tree she stared towards nature's window to the opposite side where Peru was. She couldn't wait to explore to world of the ordinaries but more so she couldn't wait for the day she would turn seven years old. Waiting for the day she would receive her letter by pixie carrier to attend the United School Magic of South America.
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The United
WerewolfHave you ever believed in reincarnation? I didn't either till I realized that I am not the first of me. A long time ago a woman wore my face, possessed powerful magic...she was gifted magic by the Gods. She was the first were-witch hybrid. They cal...