Once upon a time, a beautiful baby was born. She was the daughter of the most powerful and respected Alpha there was on the country. There was a prophecy of this baby, apart from being the heir of the pack; she was also the one wolf that would united two packs, to create a kingdom, to be just like before. She was going to become the Queen of all werewolves, and her mate, was going to be the King. They knew that she was the one, because of the mark on her left shoulder, a small red wolf paw, it looked like a mole, but everyone in the werewolf world knew what it meant.
Her reddish hair, framed her beautiful white face, making her green eyes pop out more. She was the perfect gift from the Moon Goddess, and both the Alpha and the Luna knew it, and that was the reason as to why they held a party for when she was born. Everyone from the pack was due to spend a whole week celebrating the birth of the new heir. There was going to be no job, the only ones working would be the patrols, but then everyone was free to celebrate.
Most people thought that because of that the tragedy came, other differ, saying that it wasn't their fault, like who was going to think someone was every going to try to wrong the most feared pack, the Red Moon Pack.
"Alpha!" The warrior shouted through both the link and his voice. "Alpha!"
"What?" Alpha frowned. "What's wrong Mark?"
"The baby." He exhaled. "The guards around the room and the hallway are all dead-"
"Where is the baby?" The Alpha whispered calling his wife.
"Gone." The guard replied. "The baby is gone, and I can't find her scent."
| Highest rank #1 in Werewolf |
Completed+Edited
(This is only the first draft so there might be some mistakes here and there.)
Spin-off to His Luna: The Prodigal Descendant
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"A Wolf will be born so in time,
To be mated to a woman who will be a human--
The human who can be a boon or a bane--
She will either bring the entire Wolf race together
Or tear all the ties between them apart."
It was a gory war--the place in complete ruins and chaos. A blood curdling scream was heard in the distance followed by wails of pain and desperation. The entire battleground was painted scarlet with the munted corpses littering the field. Amongst it all, there was a woman, unlike the rest surrounding her. She was maddened by her love and passion that left her bleeding as her body succumbed to the wound and she fell limp in her Mate's arms. The Alpha was driven into insanity as he held on to his unmoving Mate's frail body. The world seemed to collapse around him as he could see the life fading from the love of his life's eyes. The smile of content on her lifeless face, haunting him, taunting him as all he could do was scream for her to return to him.
How will their lives turn out when destiny brings together an egoistic, arrogant but somehow charming Christian King and a headstrong and equally proud woman, Tiara Summers who has quite a few secrets in her bag?
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Do not promote your works on my story. That is very rude and disrespectful. Those comments will be deleted as soon as I see them.
P.S. Bear with me, I started writing this when I was 15!
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Cover_credit:- @A_BookieMonster (isn't it amazing? <3 )
Started : 20/08/2016
Completed : 31/12/2017
Edited : 22/11/2018
[200,000-220,000 words]