Eye of the Codex (The Last Alpha)

"Your death is inevitable, Alpha. Just like the other six, you're destined to die," the woman in the black cloak said. She smirked as she flipped a card. "But there is one," the woman said, smiling.

"Who?" the Alpha King asked.

"The woman who holds the eye of the codex. The one you will wish to have killed since the moment you laid eyes on her. And the one who can either be your savior or your doom." The woman said, laughing.

The king stared at her. Chuckling, he turned his head.

"What can a woman do? No woman has saved a king. Especially an alpha wolf," the king said, laughing.

The woman in the black cloak stops smiling. Thin lips and glowing eyes looked at the man seated on the throne.

"You will regret those words," she said as she stands up. Grabbing her cards, she hides her arms under the long black cloak. "Heed my words, king. The one you least expect can be your savior. But if you continue being impertinent and stubborn, your kingdom, the last race of surviving wolves, will vanish from this earth. So beware of what you say."

"Nothing shall happen," I mutter, annoyed.

"You will remember my words in a few years," the woman with the black cloak whispered as she turned and walked out of the room.

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Join the last Alpha King on his journey of finding the woman who holds the eye of the codex. The one who might not only be his savior, but can also be his doom. The woman with white hair.