A Curse From The Moon

Shouts of celebration filled the air of Wulfe, the land of werewolves. The werewolves were having a full moon festival. During the full moon, they hunted the most. In the era, all werewolves lived together in the land of Wulfe and were ruled by only one Alpha— Alpha Janus.

The full moon was not the only thing that led to their celebration. The Luna had given birth to a pup— an heir. She and the Alpha stared lovingly at their son. His hair color was as white as the moon and gazing down at his eyes was like gazing at the sea.

The Alpha took the pup from the arms of his mother and placed him in his arms. He smiled and looked at the child's face with admiration.

"Rendall," The Alpha whispered the name he chose for the child. "That will be his name."

"The shield of a wolf," Montague, the Beta smiled as he said the meaning of the name. "It's the perfect name." 

"My son is sent from the moon goddess, to protect the werewolves," the Alpha said proudly as he admired his son. "My son will be ten times stronger and fiercer than I am."

He turned to the werewolves gathered before him, brought out his dagger, and slit his right wrist with it. Having done that, he placed the young werewolf's hand in his palm so that the pup's palm faced him. Using the dagger, he poked the little werewolf's palm till his flesh turned red. Then, he held the little werewolf's hand so that his palm faced the slit on his wrist and a drop of blood fell from the pup's palm into his slit.

Alpha Janus looked up at his people.

"People of Wulfe," Janus called out with a thunderous voice. He raised the child so that the child faced the full moon. "Behold the heir of Wulfe. I shall call him Rendall for my son is from no ordinary place but the moon goddess. He shall rule all werewolves, be their shield and protect them from all evil."

All the werewolves present shifted to their wolf and they all howled in joy. 

But, the full moon suddenly turned red.

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Not far from Wulfe was Khron, the land of the werelions. While Wulfe celebrated the arrival of an heir, Khron also celebrated the arrival of their heir. Leander, Alpha of the werelions could not take his eye off his newborn baby girl. He was mesmerized by her beauty. Who would not get lost in those big green eyes? He stroked her beautiful hair which was as dark as night and as shiny as crystal stones.

Alecto, the seer began to get closer so he could see the child. Alecto was respected by all for he was a great seer. He was the only person in Khron that could look the Alpha eye to eye.

He brought his special lantern with him since his eyes were not as sharp as the other werelions during the night. When he got closer, something happened that baffled everyone. Her hair color became blonde and her green eyes turned amber.

"Her hair and eye color changes?" A baffled Alpha Leander asked and Alecto smirked.

"My lantern radiates white light just like the sun. Her hair and eye color will change under white light. Her hair and eye color during the day will be different from when the sun sets."

"What does this mean?" Alecto looked worried.

"She's a very special child. Her kind is very rare. For centuries now, her kind has not existed," Alecto announced. He looked at the Alpha and observed him for a while before looking back at the child.

"A rare breed," Alecto muttered to himself thoughtfully.

"What does this mean?"

Alecto looked at the child with admiration.

"She would do great things. She has a really powerful destiny." Alecto’s face darkened. "Something tragic will happen soon but your daughter together with her mate will save everyone."

"Something tragic?" Alpha Leander's face darkened.

"Yes. Something tragic but you need not worry. You have her," Alecto said and as he looked at the child, his face glowed. "A child with a special destiny." 

"That's why I am here to take her with me," a voice bellowed and everyone looked at where the voice came from.

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His white fur danced as he ran through the thick forest. He was as swift as the wind. His blue eyes searched the forest for prey. He had started hunting since the sun had risen. It was sunset already but he was still hunting. He knew how worried his parents would be. His father, Alpha Janus would surely rain fire and brimstones by the time he got home.

"Rendall! Rendall!" He heard his name. His father must have sent a werewolf to look for him. His pores began to swallow the white fur and he shifted to his human form immediately.

"Your father, the Alpha is overprotective. Why won't he let me be free?" Conri, his wolf snorted.

"It's just too sad," Rendall answered with a sigh of frustration.

"Rendall!" A familiar voice called out and from the sound, he knew that whoever was calling was near and in no time, he saw Montague walking towards him. Montague froze when he saw how much Rendall had hunted. He could not hunt this much even in his wolf form so it was quite shocking to see a werewolf who could not shift to his wolf form hunt this much. As he looked at Rendall, the fear and respect Montague had for him increased. Nevertheless, he had to do what he was sent to do.

"You know how much the Alpha hates it whenever you hunt when it is not the full moon," Montague said sternly even if he hated doing so.

"Montague, we are Werewolves. Hunting in thick, dangerous forests is what we do. If we remain in a land protected from the forest and have tea parties instead of being the warriors we were born to be, then we are not worthy to call ourselves werewolves."

"Rendall, we can only hunt when the moon is full and you know why."

Rendall rolled his eyes. He was frustrated at how the story was always brought up whenever he went hunting. Of course, he knew why. He knew that before his birth, werewolves could hunt whenever they felt like since they could shift to their wolf form whenever they liked. He knew that on the day of his birth, the werelions had done something that angered a witch and she cursed the Werelions. She cursed the werewolves too but nobody knew why. Now, werewolves could no longer shift at will. They could only remain in their wolf form when it is the full moon. After the full moon festival, they would be back to their human form unable to shift to their wolf until it is full moon night again. Because of this, werewolves could only go hunting when the moon was full.

However, Rendall could still shift to his wolf whenever he liked but Rendall made sure nobody knew of his ability including his parents, the Alpha, and the Luna. Everyone thought he would go hunting in his human form and considering how dangerous the forest was, they were scared he would get killed.

"I'm not like the other werewolves Montague."

"Can you shift to your wolf whenever you like? You can't and because of this, you'd have to wait till the full moon night to hunt."

"What if I can?"

Montague began to laugh.

"No werewolf can."

"Well, what if I can?" Rendall looked at Montague with defiance. Montague was baffled at Rendall's question.

"Rendall," Montague sighed. "You are eighteen and your heir ceremony is around the corner. By then, you should know who your Luna will be so you should go female hunting instead."

"I'm a werewolf Montague, not a pervert."

"But, you've never talked to a female of your age bracket since Danica had left."

Rendall froze at the mention of the name, ‘Danica’. 

"The moon goddess will pick my mate," Rendall said after having a deep thought.

"Moon goddess?" Montague laughed. "Since Nyx's curse, werewolves hardly find their destined mate. There is a huge probability that you won't find yours. You might have to choose one by yourself."

Rendall glared at Montague.

"I am special." Rendall's voice was stern. "The moon goddess will surely choose my mate and the one the moon goddess will choose for me will be as special as I am."