PROLOGUE

"How dare you disrespect your alpha. How dare you look your alpha in the eyes. It seems you need to be reminded of your place. 

Don't you Slave?. He whispered harshly almost maliciously walking slowly towards the slave. Tension could be sensed as the pack waited earnestly and in anticipation to what would be done to the slave, anticipating whether one of them would be called upon to 

discipline the slave to prove their worth to their alpha, to receive favor in the eyes of their leader. However the alpha had other ideas it seems as he beckoned over the Beta, a position second only to the Alpha.

 "Bring to me the The whip". The Alpha whispered again. 

The pin drop silence that once existed was ruptured by whimpers from the slaves. None of them have been unfortunate enough to having the feared "THORNED WHIP" against their skin but the rumors of how deadly the whip was had them in whimpers.

 One whimper was particularly louder than the others, this one came from the slave boy who had the misfortune of spilling a minuscule almost invisible bit of the Alpha's coffee-but who could argue with the Alpha-as it dawned on him that this could have been him if 

The Slave had not stepped in to protect him from the wrath of the Alpha. 

The harsh sound of the a whip that should not even be used on animals talk less of an human soon cut his thoughts short as it hits human skin. The female slaves were forced to look away 

from the gruesome sight as the thorns crafted so meticulously on the whip tore away skin and hints at the bone lying underneath. 

Still no sound was heard from The Slave. the whimpers that rose with every hit of the whip on the skin of the slave continued as the 

crowd counted sixty three strikes.

The difference in the crowd was noticeable, some had smiles on their faces and the others had tears rolling down their faces. 

The Slave looked around in anguish at the smiling faces as he wondered what changed the people he once referred to as family,trying so hardly to understand exactly what caused the hatred that they seemed to carry towards he and his people.

 He looked around the crying faces as they seemed to blur out.as his own eyes filled with tears. a single tear rolled down his face much to the Alpha's awe and anger. Sixty-three strokes of the feared Thorn whip was unable to break him but the tears on the faces was enough to make him cry. 

A smile soon appeared on The Alpha's face as a thought suddenly occurred to him. He cleared his throat loudly to silence the whimpers in the room and return the room to the pin drop silence that could only be caused by his voice

"AS your alpha, i hereby banish you to lay your head to rest on the ground every night on the floor of the goddess's waters". 

The silence that followed was deafening. The only sound to be heard was the sound of a Slave woman falling presumably to her death.

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 The story of the Goddess waters dates back to a long time ago. Legend has it that  the moon goddess, mother and  creator of the werewolf race grew up to be of age. She had gotten to the age where she was to be given a mate, a companion that would rule with her and cherish her forever. She had dreamt of this for so long having still being a young child when she was crowned the goddess of the moon. She desperately prayed for a partner someone that would love her forever .

The process of getting a mate was supervised by a gathering of the most powerful immortal beings known as the Council of the Mytics. The council guides and rule over all immortal beings. They had the power to destroy anyone and anything if they so wish, they were known to be fair in their dealings.

Every immortal when they come to agehad a soulmate, a being that their soul was linked to. However the council ruled against it and ordered every mateship be broghtto them for approval. Every mateship that was not approved of by them was either broken or cursed forever. A lot of beings were lost to this method because it is a very risky one, it takes a very strong being to live through the pain and those that have were scarred for life.

The new process that was ordered proclaimed thatwhenever  an immortal being or entity is of age and requires or so desires a mate, they are gathered together by the council and are mated to the partners that was mst suitable to them and then the council ties thier together and any union or mateship formed without the council’s  blessings was  usually shamed upon by other beings.

On the assigned day for the mateship, Selene got there and patiently waited for the council. She stepped for aminute and on her way back collided with someone. The instant their bodies touched, they knew. They felt their soul intertwining with each other and they knew they were mates . Joyfully they went in together and waited on the councl to approve of their mateship.The council eventually arrived and soon the ceremony began.

They assigned everyone to their respective mates and when it got to selene’s turn, their mateship was disapproved and broken. The reason they gave was that she was such a powerful goddess and her mate was a lowly fae. She didn’t care and she tried desperately to let them know, they however refused to listen to her and they broke the bond. The pain of  shattered bond was to much for a fae and it instantly killed her mate. She left there with  so much pain  in her heart  and in her hurt she created he first werewolf and his mate. The council were very cross with her and they decided that her punishment was that she would never be mated. 

Every year, she comes down to heart to mourn her lost mate at  the sacred waters. Her anger was so powerful that it upsets the balance of good and evil for the whole while she was angry giving demons access to the mortal word. Therefore an mortal that set his/her foot thre in this period always ends up dead. 

The Alpha had just ordered his death.