Beta of the Moon

Beta of the Moon

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The Beta Princess, that's what they call me. I am born in a family with a strong line of Betas and Zetas, my brothers have scored the rank of a Zeta on The Evaluation, so they expect me to score enough for the rank of a Beta. Training, that's all I've been doing for my childhood. Though everyone is born as an Omega, the lowest rank, I was trained during my free time. I am devoted in what I do- protecting the innocent. People think that having a life like mine is miserable, but I think the opposite. Having a life like mine means that you can protect the innocent wolves. Starting with taking The Evaluation test, will Eloise White be able to overcome all difficulties and challenges ahead? Or will she fail and be a disappointment in her father's eyes? Status: Ongoing/In progress
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