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."
{Sequel to My Alpha Mate}
Once every 10,000 years a single vampire/wolf hybrid child will be born a half demon wolf. When the chosen child comes of age, she will transform into a true Demon wolf. Once fully transformed the Moon Goddess will choose if she will be for the light or dark. Almost every Demon wolf has been chosen for the light, but forces like Rouges, evil witches and Vampires can interfere and change this.
This has only happened once. The last Demon wolf was chosen for the dark, which meant that rouges and other evil creatures were free to roam the Earth, killing and attacking humans, Werewolf's and other supernatural species. The high elders called it the Dark Days.
North knew she was a Demon wolf, due to her early shifting and her short temper, red eyes, long fangs, etc. Although, she never knew what it meant to be one though. It's only 7 months till North's Birthday and things starting to happen, not all good things, to be exact.