Tears slipped out of the mother's eyes. "Yes, I have. I know his destiny, the prophecy but, there is always light even in darkness. I will not let my child be killed when I know he can escape his fate!"
The woman stepped closer. "How? His mate, you are being delusional, there was never a mate in the prophecy" she verbalized. "You and I know that the darkness will grow inside of him as he grows older every day and when the time finally comes, he will lose control and the whole world will be destroyed!"
"Please, you have to help me. He will find his mate, she can tame his demon, she will save him." She gulped. "I may not know who you are but, I can see that you have a good heart and you won't watch an innocent child die!!"
The woman sighed sadly. "Your child isn't innocent, he has never been innocent"
"I believe the goddess bought him back for a reason!"
The mother turned and quickly picked up her son. "Please, you have to save him" Without hesitation, she shoved the child into the woman's arms.
Slowly, the lady unwrapped the sheets covering the baby's front, there they saw on his little chest was the shape of a star, it seemed to be growing bigger and glowing silver.
"With his mate, he has a great destiny" the woman stated with a little smile as she looked at the woman encouragingly. "He's beyond the knowledge of men" she continued.
The mother nodded. "His father is a Lycan" she blinked away her tears, trying not to think about her mate, she had no idea of what had happened to him after she had left.
The lady held the child to her chest protectively.
"I want him to have this with him" The mother shakenly took off a necklace from around her neck, it was a shape of a moon, she placed it on the woman's hand. "Something to remind him of us" A shaky breathe left her lips
This was harder than she thought!
"What's his name?" The woman asked.
"His name is Karam" she replied with a sad smile. Never in her life had she imagined her son would have this kind of life.
He was meant for greatness.
Soon, they started hearing the heavy voices of the villagers. They were getting closer!
"They are here, you need to leave!" The mother slowly pushed the woman, telling her to leave.
"What about you?" The woman asked worriedly.
"He is my son, if dying is the only way to save him, then I will do it a thousand times"
"You don't even know me, how can you be so sure that I won't hand him over to them or I can kill him myself," the woman asked a bit confused.
Never had she been trusted this much.
"I trust you, Maye. Now go!"
With a little nod, the woman vanished with the baby.
The poor mother fell on the ground as she wept bitterly. She wept for her cruel fate, her family, her son, and her mate
Not long enough, the villagers finally got to her with touches to guide their way and weapons to kill her and her son.
The nerve of these people!
"Where is the boy?" One of the villagers asked with a yell. He seemed to be the leader of the group.
With difficulty, she stood on her feet. "You will never find him. Mark this day and my words, you will regret the day you tried to kill an innocent child!" She closed her eyes and held both her arms wide open, she enchanted loudly in a completely different language...
"àyyiràkáz iælae æßßm iræb ßiráj hædeedáw!!"
A very loud scream left her mouth as she used her remaining energy to cast a powerful spell. Suddenly, the rain stopped, lightning and thunder also found their way back to where they came from, and lastly, the sky cleared into a bright blue color.
Coughing out blood, she gave a weak smile as she thought about how her son was saved. Slowly she fell to the ground and took her last breath... Or that was what we thought.
To be continued...
YEARS LATER... Her gaze fixed on the glass bathroom mirror and her clone gaped back at her in an akined manner. Sluggishly, she bought up her hand and placidly stroked the whitish tips of her hair, the tip of her black hair which had miraculously turned tintless a day ago. She nudged her fingers into it before tying it up in a loose bun. She averted her impearl luxuriant orbsto the door when a scent penetrated her nostrils. Instantly, she went and opened the door, her green eyes meeting the greyish orbs of her best friend, Natalie Thomasville. "Why are you not dressed yet?" Natalie barked as she eyed her friend from head to toe, still in her sleeping briefs. She grumped and stepped out from the bathroom, overpassing the question directed at her as she went into her bedroom, immediately climbing on the cozy queen-sized bed. She laid down and put th
Skylar walked down the stairs with giggles decamping her lips with Natalie shadowing from behind, sharing the same smiles. Skylar still had her hair held up but in a much better and neat bun, a white sundress covering her body to her upper knee with a jacket and a pair of black boots. The girls came down the stairs, instantly encountering the head Alpha of their pack. Alpha Dale, leader of the Crystal-Heart pack. He was a man in his late forties with short brown hair and blue, pale eyes. "Hello Girls" he greeted and they bowed at their leader as they stepped down the tall staircase. "Good Morning Father!" Skylar beamed and the man held his arms open for her and she immediately fell in that embrace, she inhaled deeply of her father's woody scent. "How is my Princess?" Alpha Dale grilled, tenderly stroking her hair and planted an assuring, fatherly kiss.
Walking into the enormous building of the packed school, Skylar hugged her hands around her body while her eyes glanced at every faces as she walked down the golden hallway in the middle of Ivan and Natalie. Her insides twisted, her heart drastically pounded, a lump formed in her throat while a chilling vein raced through her veins, hitting a nerve, she nearly shuddered as she brushed her palms on her upper arms. "I just don't get why you are this nervous, everyone can scent your nervousness. I mean, am nearly eighteen and still have not found my mate but am still living" Ivan spoke. Yes, having a mate was a big deal but he had been sixteen for nearly years already and his mate was nowhere to be found, he had gone searching different packs because his parents feared he wouldn't survive the pain of longing but, his wolf had struggled to be among the living, still hoping that his mate would come. Skylar sighed, avert
Skylar sat silently, let the sniffing on her hair continued from her Friends. "Okay, that's enough guys" she finally spoke after a few minutes. She didn't know why her scent suddenly changed out from the blue to the point she was putting high-rank wolves in an awkward position. Lost and confused, Skylar stayed in the restroom throughout her morning classes, pondering and wondering what happened but when the bell for lunch break ranged, she put on the highest scent blocker, picked her bag, and went to the cafeteria to meet her friends still not being able to figure out the mystery behind her sudden power. "I think it's because she's a white fur wolf" Athan guessed, throwing a piece of fries into his mouth. Her friend, Athan was a rather short male, with a huge hint of fashion sense, Athan was seventeen with styled short blond hair that fell against his left eyes, a pair of oceanic blue orbs, dressed in a pair of ripped jeans, a blac
Skylar gasped again when a punch came flying towards her face but using her reflex, she dodged while the force fanned against her cheeks, she stumbled back while the crowd cheered them on. "Come on, stop being a pussy!!" Clara growled, baring her canines out while Skylar flinched in fright, as she slowly put a reasonable amount of distance between them, till Clara became running forward, wanting to track her to the ground but Skylar flee back, but still, a heavy impact landed on her face and she fell to the ground with a force that nearly knocked her unconscious. Skylar gasped for air, a pinching sensation traveling through her bones. She slowly held her hand up to caressed against her cheeks but felt something wet and warm, she gazed at her hand and her eyes widened she saw blood. "You're so weak!" Clara spatted while the crowd tittered. Skylar continued to stare at her blood-stained f
"Rogues!" She sniffed the air while hoofing deeper into the timberland till she got to the boundaries between their pack and Twilight Pack, she halted almost instantly, her eyes landing on three seminude wolves with Jean shorts covering their lower body. Her body flinched in reaction and she took a step back. "Well, well, well, hello beautiful!" The one with jet black hair advanced while the other two stayed at his back, sharing similar smirks on their rough faces. "Are you lost?" He smirked, eyeing Skylar from her figures to her features before running his tongue over his palish lips, his eyes glazing with a hint of concupiscence as his animal side skirmished to take over. "You should be asking yourself that!" Skylar articulated, taking a step back, her mind automatically reopening the pack link she blocked. Father! She cried out in her head and the pack Al
Sky...! Sky...! Sky...! The subadult tintless fur she-wolf hoicked up straight on the bed, instantly gaining advertency as the calling of her name filled every corner of her dark, obscured room, she gasped in dread when a chilling wind came caressing her exposed arms from the window as the wind slammed against it. Skylar held her hands up and hugged her body tightly while her eyes scanned every corner of the tenebrific room and for some queerish reasons, she couldn't make out anything, it was like she lost her perceptive vision as a predator as everything around was caliginous. Being struck with the anxiety of fear, Skylar shifted back on the bed till her back hit the bed stance and brought her knees up to her chest. Skylar... She gasped for air when her name echoed around her room. She gripped the sheets with quivering hand
SKYLAR groaned as she walked down the tall staircase, one hand rubbing her eyes while the other went around her neck, rubbing against her nape, wearing a red shirt and pink shorts. She could feel her heart pounding, her heading hammering, and her legs weakening while tiredness washed over her body from lack of sleep, waking up every few minutes from nightmares... She wasn't entirely sure if those were really dreams or she had finally lost her last sense of insanity. "Hey, are you okay!" Skylar's head snapped as she finally walked down the steps, encountering her elder brother, future Alpha of the Crystal heart pack, Steve, who had a bulky, muscled body, dyed silver hair, and a pair of grey orbs. "Steve!" Instantly, she became activated as she jumped into his arms, embracing him tightly while he chuckled and stroked her hair, her scent filling his nose but he frowned when a weird sensati