Title : Royal Blue
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The only Royal left died, leaving the supernatural world in ruins. Only a Royal could reign over all supernatural breeds due to the multiple shape shifting forms .
So when Avery shifts into a Royal blue wolf, with the mark of a royal, all hell breaks loose. There has never been a Royal that was female, and now that there is problems arise.
Rogues attack multiple packs, hunters are on the trail, and most of all, Avery couldn't even begin to understand the power she harnests.
Where their is a flame, someone's bound to get burned..
- what I made before I couldn't write it anymore -
( make adjustments as needed )
Prologue
Queen Erabelle closed her eyes, running her hands through her golden locks, before bringing them down to her hips. The Royal guard watched her repeat this action multiple times before she finally heaved a sigh, and slumped in her seat.
"I'm dying." She stated bluntly, a crooked smile plastered on her dimpled cheeks. The Guard, hearing her blunt surrender, poised his sword towards the door as if ready to go into battle.
"Not on my watch, Queen." The Royal Guard growled, his eyes turning a dark shade of brown.
"Pipe down Jacob. There is no one out to get me. I just feel the moon beckoning me, more and more every night. I'm almost compelled to go into the stream of moonlight cascading across the floor." Jacob stood rigid, his eyes casting towards the strip of moonlight spilling across the floor and over her bed.
"But my Queen. The kingdom cannot go without you. There hasn't been a Royal Blue for centuries. Who will rule our kingdom ?" Jacob cried, his eyes growing glossy with tears.
A smile stretched across Queen Erebelles face, her eyes glowing a vibrant shade of Purple.
"There will be a new born werewolf with the crest of a royal etched into her right hip. She will lead over all, but her path has two crossways. Don't let her be led astray, or the end of our world will come quickly." Queen Erebelle says, her hair blowing around her like a fan.
"But what if she can't rule ?" Jacob called somberly, his gray eyes filling with tears, spilling down his wrinkled cheeks. Queen Erebelle smiled, the smile that brought a thousand nations to their knees.
"If she's a royal, it's in her blood."
