Moon Goddess: Origin

The moon goddess is the most revered figure to all werewolves and lycans, but how exactly did she come to be? For before she was their goddess, she was the enemy.

Until the fateful night she ran into the first lycan king.

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She pursed her lips and bit her tongue to ensure her mouth didn't betray her silence. Her jade eyes stayed trained on the dangerous man lazily walking towards her, a small smirk forming on his lips. She knew he could smell her fear, yet she squared her shoulders and defiantly tilted her chin up.

"You have no business here, beast," she snarled. Her words were hollow, and they both knew it.

A deep chuckle left his mouth as he stopped in front of her, their bodies so close, they were almost touching. He lazily ran a finger from her hand up to her bare shoulder. He watched as she sharply inhaled at his touch, his smirk widening at the effect it had on her. Her eyes fluttered shut as his fingers traced over her collarbone gently. Despite himself, he had to admit the girl was stunning.

Her eyes shot open when she felt his fingers tightly wrapped around her delicate neck.

"Let me clarify one thing, princess," the young king growled at her, "You're in my kingdom now."