Marked By The Moon

Long before the kingdom bowed to the moon, long before our hearts were taken, long before our people were burned.

In the elder days, where magic still bled freely into the earth. A great king rose with unmatched strength. He's howl commanded armies within, and his bloodline was destined to reign for all eternity.

But in his hunger for power, he struck down a witch with intense power beneath the moonlight, spilling her blood upon secret grounds. With her final breath, at the last words, she bound his victory to sorrow and carved vengeance into his lineage.

From that night onward, the wolves would rule, but never love, because their heart would bleed.

Every child born of the bloodline will grow mighty and strong, stronger than ever. Yet no mate will ever answer their call. Those who try to love would lose themselves to death, madness, or betrayal. The throne would be strong but forever empty.

For the first time in history fate shifted, ancient magic moved, for the curse had never foreseen rebirth. The elders say the moon does not mark lightly, it marks what must be remembered, it marks what must return.

When the king and the mad girl finally stand beneath the same sky, the world would learn the truth of the old warning: a curse written in blood may rule a kingdom, but only love can break it.

When love so old that even the earth has forgotten, will never let a mere curse stop them from uniting.

But will the witch remain dead, or will she come back to seek her final revenge?