I was feared, I brought trepidation to the heart of all, I was labeled the varletry King, I was crown and emblazoned by the mood goddess, I was equally another deity.
I was the Alpha King, the strongest, the vigorous of all werewolves and every other supernatural creature, I was the ruler of all.
Then, I was once again blessed with my mate after so many years of lonesomeness, emptiness and sorriness, dolefulness.
She came along.
She was never affrighted of my equivocalness or the demons that flittered.
I thought I would live in
solitary, disconsolately if I unsealed what lurked within.
I had been always diverse, divergence, how could anyone understand?
But, she was never afraid of my darkness and the beast within me, rather...
She brought in light to my dark, dimmed life, she bought the glow to my sparkless eyes, she bought me what they called "Exhilaration"
I was fulfilled.
She was the light to my darkness!
And then.......she was gone, taken away from me, killed right before my eyes while I did nothing but watched as that bastard cut off her head, wishing to trigger me....oh he did...he surely did....he unleashed the devil himself.
Hahaha
He knew that was a death wish.
I created A Blood Moon, representing my bleeding heart, my tears, my agony.
To...
Let the goddess know she had forsaken me.
Let the whole world know the Alpha King was truly the beast they made him out to be.
But I Was Still The Alpha and my rule shall last forever!!
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"The Alpha King is dead, The King is Dead!!!"
Centuries ago, we had what we called the Alpha King, he was an immortal, blessed by the moon goddess to rule over her people, he was practically another god. But after years of ruling peacefully, he finally found his mate, just like his enemies wanted him to.
She was beautiful, an enchantment that kept him sane and he was in love.
But where pleasure, equal pain as his mate's head was cut off before his eyes and his reddish orbs met the eyes of the killer...His Brother.
Finally losing his sanity, he snapped, killing thousands of innocent and not so innocent lives.
His eyes combusted, his body was no longer his as his broken wolf had taken over. He gazed up at the glowing moon, he stared down at his blood-stained claws while millions of dead bodies surrounded him. A lone tear drop slipped out from his eyes and suddenly, the glowing moon turned crimson.
The Alpha King had cried.
Then he looked back to the bloody moon and roared than the thunder that flashed before his eyes.
"Take my Soul!!!" He cried out and the moon goddess granted his request, she pulled out his broken soul and put him to sleep for an eternity...or so we thought.
"So, does that mean the Alpha King will return Grandma?" The eyes of the little girl sparkled as she stared wistfully at the woman narrating the tale.
The old woman smiled, slightly reaching out to pat her hair. "After his death, a prophecy was made"
"A Blood Moon will rise again, Representing the rise of the Alpha King"
The five years old girl clapped her hands together. "That's so cool grandma!"
"Indeed but he's coming back for the head that stole his Happiness"
Yes, I am chaos And, I can drive you crazy But, I'm also passionate, Love you till death. Oh, I am trouble, And I can make you lose your mind, But, I am also brave, Will never walk away. Yeah, I am difficult, And I can make you mad like crazy, But, I am also fun, Can make you laugh. Fear is not real, Fear is simply the product of your thoughts, The fears we don't face becomes our limit, But, &
She shaky trailed the smooth jawlines of the child, giggling to herself while a teardrop slipped out from her eyes, staining the child's cheeks, who immediately gazed up at his mother, his little eyes flashing a deep shape of red. He stretched his hand out and touched her cheek, she softly leaned into his touching, calmness flowing through her veins. Her pride and joy. Then, her eyes went back to the midwife who remained to kneel in her position, shaking uncontrollably like being electrified. "A cur-AAHHH!!" Her words went cut by her scream, instantly she dropped on the floor...cold and Dead just like she deserved "My child is not a curse, bitch!" She spatted with bitterness, slightly regaining her strength from her child's comforting touch. But soon, loud banging came from the door outside. The mother stared blankly at the door, trying hard to se
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
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