Prophecy

Alpha Richard, Ava’s father:

The sun is setting as I read and organize the pack’s stuff in my office. It’s been a long day for me, and I’m feeling exhausted. I need to finish this so that I can get home and relax.

I’m trying to concentrate and finish everything before it gets too dark outside. Tomorrow is Ava’s sixteenth birthday. How quickly time flies by.

My baby will soon turn eighteen and will meet her mate. I am still thinking about this when I feel like something is not right. My wolf, Keen, keeps pacing in my head as if he were murmuring something to me.

Something is seriously wrong. I can sense my wolf’s heightened sense of alertness, something I have never felt before.

I need to find out what is causing my wolf’s unease. I need to be prepared for whatever is coming my way. I must be vigilant. I feel a deep and dark presence coming from outside.

It is as if something is coming closer and closer. I can’t shake the feeling of dread that’s slowly creeping up on me. I immediately think of linking my childhood friend and beta, Josh, to survey and do twice as much as checking the border well.

I sent out the message with thoughts of warning and fear. To my surprise, he responds almost immediately, telling me he feels the same sense of foreboding. I know then that whatever it is; it is coming for us. Together, we prepare for whatever is coming and are ready to face it head-on.

After a few moments, I decided to take a look around. I close my book and carefully place it on the other side of the desk. My wolf is becoming more restless by the minute. I suddenly heard wolves howling.

There is an obnoxious odor in the distance that only belongs to rogues. I feel my heart racing as I slowly stand up and cautiously start to move towards the door. I hear the wolves getting closer, and my wolf is growling. I know I need to act fast before it’s too late.

Beta Josh’s mind links to me. “Alpha, we are under attack. It’s the rogues.”

“We are under attack. Everyone has to take shelter.” I mind link everyone in the pack at once. Women and children are sent to shelters, including my only daughter, Ava. She is placed in a more isolated place while the other male wolves in the pack get ready to fight alongside the warriors in the pack.

“What are you doing here, Kerah? You should take shelter too,” I tell my Luna, who refuses to heed my instructions.

She raises her eyebrows in response to what I say. “No, we fight together and perish together as mates,” she murmurs.

I am shocked at her words, but I am more proud of her for being brave. She refuses to take refuge, and my Luna is by my side, wanting to fight side by side with me.

I am overwhelmed. I smelled blood. They are in. The rogues have penetrated our pack. Their smell soon reached my nose. They are rogues. And another scent hit my nose: ‘A witch.’ Why are the witches helping the rogues?

They have never been involved in the werewolves’ business before. I have to do something to protect the pack. I must find out what the witches are planning and why they are helping the rogues. I must act fast. Why are they helping the rogues?

They are near. I see lots of werewolves coming out of the clearing in the woods. They growl at us, showing off their intensely sharp canines, illuminated with blood. A witch with the rogue’s ruler commands a shadow with the wand she is wielding.

Their bodies are pitch black, as if they are moving shadows. They have two horns on top of their heads, similar to a bull’s. Their eyes are glowing, and they are screaming evil. They contain an indescribable bloodlust. They are out for blood and killing.

Their sheer size and sharp claws make them formidable enemies. At the witch’s command, the shadows appear to become even more powerful and menacing, their eyes blazing with a sinister intensity. The horns on their heads signify their supernatural strength and provide a sense of dread to all who witness them.

It’s black magic. They are demons. I have no bad blood with them. Why are they in my pack?

“Where is the white wolf?” The rogue’s ruler asks me. “Where is she?”

“What are you talking about?” I question. “What white wolf are you talking about?”

The rogue’s ruler shot back at me: “Enough of your stupid acts. Drop that pigsty act now. Bring out the White Wolf, or else I will kill all your pack members,” he imperils.

I have to take this seriously. I know that he means business, and I can’t put my pack in any further danger. I have to act quickly and decisively to protect my people and ensure their safety.

“You’ve made a mistake by coming here. I don’t have any pack members with a white wolf,” Alpha Richard responds.

“The white wolf is a threat to everyone. She is an enemy of rogues and witches. She’s known as our disastrous nightmare. So bring her out right away. We must slaughter her before she grows in power and becomes stronger than we can imagine,” the rogue leader warns.

My pack members and I vow to never surrender to our enemies. We will fight against any force that threatens us.

“No one in my pack has a white wolf, and we will never yield or bow to anyone.” Before I can finish my statement, the witch controls the dark entity to suck the life out of my Luna.

“Kerahhh!” I scream.

We decide to fight until our last breath, but unfortunately, this dark entity appears to be too powerful and drains the life out of my Luna. She falls flat in front of me. She’s dead. Kerah is dead in front of me. They killed my mate. I stand motionless in shock and disbelief. I feel a wave of rage and sorrow wash over me. I vow to avenge Kerah’s death, no matter what it takes.

“The prophecy says the moon goddess blesses the white wolf, and she will be the downfall of all rogues and the witches’ clan, so we must destroy her now. We must kill her before she can fulfill the moon goddess’s wishes. If you don’t bring her out now, every member of your pack will be dead, like your weak Luna. Do you understand that? I will kill all your pack members if you refuse to bring and submit her to me,” the rogue leader menaces again.

“We must kill her to save the world and my clan,” the silent witch finally says. “Bring out the damn wolf before I kill you all.”

I can’t think straight again. Seeing my precious mate and queen lying lifeless on the floor in her pool of blood.

I am going crazy. They killed my mate. I won’t accept this. Anyone who hurts her must die. My wolf, Keden, is going crazy and howling in grief as he watches his mate’s body lying motionless beside us.

And he takes control. Howling in grief as I shift into my large wolf. He howls again as he declares war. And then war flares. They never give up, but unfortunately, all of them perish.