"In the ancient times, when the world was young and the night skies were untainted by the lights of man, the Moon Goddess watched over all creatures, her silvery glow a beacon of mystery and power. Among her many gifts to the world was an artifact of unimaginable power-the Blood Moon Amulet. This amulet, forged in the heart of a falling star and blessed by the goddess herself, held the essence of the lunar cycle, a force capable of altering the very fabric of life.
The Moon Goddess, in her wisdom, entrusted the amulet to a noble order of hunters. These hunters were charged with the sacred duty of maintaining balance, using the amulet's power to destroy werewolves, creatures born of the night who had begun to terrorize the early human settlements. For centuries, the hunters wielded the Blood Moon Amulet with righteous fury, driving back the werewolf scourge and restoring peace to the land.
However, the amulet's power was too great for mortal hands to bear for long. Corruption and madness seeped into the hearts of those who sought to control it. Fearing the devastation that could arise from its misuse, the hunters concealed the amulet, hiding it away in a place where none could find it.
The ancient kingdom of Lycanthropy, long thought extinct, began to rise once more. Using dark magic and forbidden rituals, they sought to turn both humans and werewolves into lycans, creatures of unparalleled strength and savagery, united under the banner of the Blood Moon.
The resurgence of the Lycanthropy kingdom sent ripples of terror across the land. Entire villages were razed, their inhabitants transformed into monstrous soldiers for the lycan army. Werewolf packs, too, were not spared, as those who resisted were slaughtered, and those who surrendered were forced to undergo the agonizing transformation into lycans.
Rumors began to spread of the Blood Moon Amulet's return, wielded by the Lycans to amplify their dark powers."
[Completed] Every Wolf Moon, humans are selected from each village to be sacrificed to the werewolves; creatures worshipped by humans as godlike figures. In a twist of fate, seventeen year old Mila Young is selected to be the annual sacrifice for the Trinity pack, the most powerful pack ruled by King Alpha Roman Stone.
Alpha Roman and all werewolves under his rule are cursed. His hatred for the humans and his war on the deity Moon Goddesses has caused his kind to lose the favor of their blessings.
However, when Mila reveals herself to have a connection to the werewolves unlike anything a human has ever had before, it becomes apparent that she may be the key to ending the suffering of Roman and his wolves... if only he can overcome the lifelong hatred that clouds his mind and darkens his heart.
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"You smell like wolf," The King Alpha declared, his voice low and angry.
"I killed one," I both explained the smell and threatened at the same time.
"And you think you can kill me? You think you can take my pack?"
I glanced around at all the lycans still in their wolf forms, bowing obediently towards me. Could I take all of them on? I doubted it. I didn't even think I'd get this far. I didn't even know what was going on.
When I turned back to the King Alpha, he was significantly closer.
"Stay back!" I cried out in fear. The power flared within me once more, lifting whimpers from around me. The King Alpha hesitated again, his eyes skating over me with confusion. He took a deep breath, sniffing the air around me as he hadn't yet gotten any closer.
"You smell like... my mate."
{{Warning: Some scenes may be unsuitable for audiences below the age of 15 and offensive to those of all ages. Read at your own risk.}}
Rankings:
#1 in Lycans
#1 in wolf