Woods of Lupi

Screams were heard, fire lighting the dark night and smoke thick in the air. In the middle of all the chaos, she lied in her white flower dress, blood-stained and crumbled. Ashes hit her face from the chaos, eyes as cold and empty as a doll. She just stared out in front of her, no emotion... dead and from afar you could hear the howls of pain.

The Red Night...

For there where she lies, she will not stand up. She will gain a new body, but that body will only be a holder of her soul, a cursed soul. She will never be loved and will die with a broken heart. Her soul will never meet her other half, never be full, and walk this earth alone. He will remember you, but that is all you'll ever be... a memory.

Alpha Volcov is the protector of the werewolves, the first child of a wolf and human. The strongest and bravest of them all, their King. They said he would never have a mate, but once he found her...and then lost her.

Now she is only a memory, a lost Hope.

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"I have been waiting for this moment since forever." She whispered and stabbed the young woman with her red cursed blade in the heart.

"Your soul will never see light again, you'll be on this earth forever and ever. Never to see your other half again, to be forever broken-hearted." She whispered in the woman's ear and pulled the blade out.

"Don't worry I'll make sure his bed is warm every night." She laughed into the night and licked the blood from the blade. "He'll forget your name and only whisper mine. I will always make sure of that." She whispered into the dying woman's ear and when she took her last breath, disappeared into the night.