A wolf's howl

The year was 292BC, the air crisp. A large putrid male appeared directly behind the petite frame of Eliqhaa.The moon glowed gently on her skin, and she knew she would miss it. With one fluid motion, Eliqhaa Alison Grove, grabbed the one tablet tucked away in her pockets, and swallowed it whole.Smiling, she stared back at the large male, and gently swayed side to side.Until with a huge thump, landed on the cold ground. Images of her family, began playing in her mind.Her mother hugging her, to her father smiling down upon her when she was a child.She knew she was going to die, so did the only thing she could. She focused on the tears that threatened to pour down from her emeralawd eyes. What happened next not only amazed the men before her, but the angels that watched over the Earth and more importantly the innocent that had been subjected to the evil forces of the world. Eliqhaa began to glow, not a dull shimmer but a full- on shine. The way her body shone could have been compared to the sun, so beautiful no man nor woman could look away. So captivating, so deadly.The men that had come to take her planted their feet to ground and stared at the scene mouths agape.A gust of wind blew harshly at Eliqhaa's body that slowly began levitating, suspended in the autumn air. The light going out of her body began to increase until, a blinding light emerged. Suddenly her body was no more in it's place a wolf, but not any wolf. The first wolf that had presented itself to the world, thus the most dangerous.
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A rebellious woman, named Constance Rose Marshall bears the same mark as the ancient Eliqhaa. Meaning not only does she possess the same wolf as Eliqhaa, but also implies she will have a mate created for her, and her only. But what happens when she neglects the fact she is indeed a leader, a wolf and an essential part of the thriving werewolf community.Will she accept her fate? Her wolf? But most importantly her mate, Eron.