1. Yesran Bluivy

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There is a prophecy. From a psychic from the Northern Hemisphere.

That there will be born a special messenger from the Moon Goddess to the wolves to face all misfortunes. A daughter who can prevent defeat, someone who can heal, a woman who will bring great offspring to their tribe.

The special child of the Moon Goddess.

But the psychic forgot one important thing.

As the prophecy spreads, countless groups of wolves are hunting for the special child just to satisfy their greed and personal desires. They did anything to get that special Child. Including getting rid of everyone who gets in the way, without a second thought, like a cold-blooded killer.

The woman who heals, who prevents defeat, who gives birth to great offspring. Anyone will compete to get it.

The howls of the night were heard in every corner of the forest.

An adult man ran in a hurry carrying a pile of leaves and a bucket of water. He looked up, looking at the night sky which was not as dark as usual because it was a full moon until not long after, a black shadow moved slowly and gradually covered the bright full moon.

Eclipse.

The grown man lowered his eyes, looked at the hut in front of him, heard the sound of a baby coming from the room, then ran as fast as he could.

Entering the house, looking with the sad eyes of an adult woman who was holding a newborn baby in her hands. The woman was sweating all over, her face was pale but always smiling looking at the child she had just given birth to.

The green leaves and the bucket of water in the man's hand fell to the ground. With that, the sky that was originally bright had turned completely dark.

The grown man slowly walked over, his fingers gently touching the top of his wife's head, and then he took over his newborn daughter. His eyes were full of sadness and fear. The man touched a crescent-shaped birthmark on his daughter's body.

"We have to hide it," said the grown man later, his voice muffled. Meanwhile, the smile that originally appeared on his wife's face instantly dimmed.

"What do you mean, Percy?" asked the pale-faced woman in disbelief. Don't understand and don't know what's going on.

She had been waiting for a child to be present in her household with her husband for so long, she had waited for ten years until finally, the Moon Goddess gave her a baby in her stomach, and when the baby was born she could not believe that her husband had advised their child to be hidden from the world.

Percy looked at his wife sadly.

"What comes with blood, when the full moon becomes dim, the battle is smoldering," Percy replied, shaking his head.

The woman who was still sitting on her bed weakly widened her eyes, she turned towards the window where the sky was pitch black, just realizing what was happening.

After so long waiting, the Moon Goddess entrusted this special child to them.

A special child who bears many responsibilities and disasters in her own life.

"But she is our child," the woman whispered.

"Then what can we do? Do you want her to be a bone of contention just because of an ancient prophecy? Greedy people race to get it, they will do whatever it takes to dominate and take advantage of it, Melia.” Percy lowered his head to look at his daughter who wasn't crying. Percy gently stroked the girl's cheek in his arms. “Her life will feel like hell. The only way to prevent that is to hide her presence.”

The only thing that could prevent this riot was to hide the birth of this child from the world.

Melia felt her heart squeeze, she dropped tears.

"The one born during a lunar eclipse," Percy said. He kissed the forehead of his newborn daughter. "A girl who has a birthmark in the shape of a moon between her heart and her heart."

"Yesran ..." Percy said the name of her daughter. “Yesran is that child, Melia.”

Melia nodded weakly. She continued her husband's words. “The child in the prophecy, the woman was chosen by the Moon Goddess as a special person. A reinforcer, a healer, as well as a woman who will give birth to the world's greatest wolf ."

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Nineteen years later...

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"Time to move again?"

Morning came again, Yesran, who had just woken up and went downstairs to see her mother tidying up the familiar documents in her eyes. If the mother is already busy with the papers, it means that they have to change their place of residence soon.

Yesran was not surprised, she just didn't expect her time in a suburb in one of these European countries to be spent so quickly.

Yesran is neatly wearing a black shirt, and culottes jeans, complete with a bag on one shoulder, going to campus.

Melia looked up and saw her beautiful daughter stop in the middle of the stairs. It feels like just yesterday that she gave birth to Yesran and held her as a baby, but without realizing it, Yesran had grown up and grown into a very beautiful woman.

Melia smiled warmly. "Come down, breakfast is ready."

Yesran pouted for a moment, she obeyed her mother's words and continued down the stairs. "I'm just starting to get along with my friends."

A sad expression slowly appeared on Melia's face, they were forced to go through all this for the common good.

Melia exhaled heavily, she continued to study the files on her desk, taking care of their move for the umpteenth time.

"We have to do it, you remember what your father said, don't you?" answered Melia.

Yesran's father had died several years ago in a traffic accident while they were still living in America. At that time Yesran was ten years old, and in those ten years, Yesran got a lot of memories from her father.

Yesran does not regret this, she is happy as long as she can be with her mother, the only member of her family left. If moving around can make the mother feel safe, Yesran will do it with pleasure.

Yesran landed on the chair, took toast, and spread it with strawberry jam.

"Where are we going this time?" asked Yesran.

Melia smiled a little. "Switzerland."

Yesran's eyes widened a second later, her mouth stopped chewing.

"Are you serious?"

Switzerland is Yesran’s dream country, Yesran likes snow and winter, she also likes nature and the beauty of the universe, and Switzerland is one of the countries she wants to visit.

Melia turned to her daughter, and she nodded.

Yesran shouted with joy. She jumped out of the chair and walked over to her mother, kissing her cheek with toast in her hand.

"I love you, mom. Love you so much!" Melia laughed happily at the behavior of her little girl who this year turned nineteen. Yesran said. "Then I'll go to campus first, bye-bye!"

Melia nodded. "Remember Yesran, hide your birthmark well, don't let anyone see it, don't let anybody see it."

Yesran nodded boredly. "Mother, you have said it a thousand times and I also can't show my chest to just anyone," Yesran replied, she then waved and walked back. "Don't worry, I'm leaving."

Yesran went to school walking before taking the public bus. She had been living in this city for more than six months so everything seemed familiar to her.

Buses, busy people, funny silly, and ridiculous new friends.

Luckily it's not too difficult for Yesran to move around like this because of her easy nature going and ease to get along with other people. Yesran also easily feels at home in a new place, she can live anywhere.

Just like the first time she came to this city. Yesran immediately made new friends, neighbors, and college friends can also be said to be many.

The course for today is over, but Yesran is still sitting in the campus cafeteria because her friends ask to gather.

This morning when I just left the house, suddenly her mood towards Yesran went down, her feelings became restless and suddenly Yesran felt unwell, Yesran's body felt a little hot and she was dizzy. Maybe her body's hormones are fluctuating because her period is about to come, but Yesran has never experienced anything like this before.

"I heard there's a new kid in your faculty," said Vivi—Yesran's friend who has reddish hair.

"The new kid?" said Ariel, Yesran's friend with curly hair.

While Yesran only focused on the pain that suddenly appeared in her lower abdomen even though her ears were still listening to the chatter of the women.

"A gentleman?"

The girls in the group looked more enthusiastic.

"Is he handsome?"

Vivi waved her hand. "They said he was more handsome than the incarnation of Zeus!"

Of course. Here we go again.

"This holly molly Zeus belongs to me!"

Yesran herself just snorted, could not help but laugh because of the behavior of her friends who looked thirsty for caresses. But before long, the laughter on Yesran's lips faded and turned into a painful groan.

Even now, Yesran's breath feels tight.

What happened to her body?

She had never felt anything like this before.

"Yessy?" Called Ariel who finally realized Yesran's condition.

Yesran turned her head.

"Are you okay?" asked Vivi sounding a little worried.

"Looks like the period is about to come," Yesran said while shrugging her shoulders briefly.

Yesran's friends immediately shouted. Those who initially sounded worried became funny. "Virgin girl suffering."

Yesran snickered. "Shut up!"

Yes.

It's nothing to be ashamed of, but Yesran isn't lying if she's a little annoyed with her friends who always tease her just because she's a virgin.

Melia is very protective of Yesran, her mother has taught her sex education from an early age, and Yesran has made her choice. She does not want to have sex before marriage.

Ancient?

Yes. It seems so, to some. But for Yesran herself, this was her choice, and no one else could change it.

"You don't want to?" Vivi asked again.

Yesran frowned. "What?"

"The new kid, who's sexier than Zeus."

Yesran rolled her eyes.

"I can't flirt with a guy like this can I?" Yesran said occasionally frowning in pain. Yesran leaned her head on the table. "You guys, I'm not in the mood."

"Shall I call your mother? It seems like it's too much for menstrual pain."

Yesran closed her eyes. "I don't know, since this morning I feel bad, my whole body feels weird. I want to go home," said Yesran while covering her mouth. "I feel like throwing up, why am I so angry?"

Vivi and Ariel looked at each other in unison. "Are you pregnant?"

"You know best that I can't possibly get pregnant," Yesran replied without bothering to lift her head. How can a virgin get pregnant?

"Did your mother nag you again like usual to make you like this?" asked Ariel again, Yesran's most chatty and insensitive friend.

Yesran nodded, and the beautiful brown-haired girl raised her head. “Yeah, but this strange feeling didn't come from my mother's nagging. I don't know why. Looks like I'll be going home now—"

Suddenly Yesran's heart was beating very fast.

The anger and pain that Yesran initially felt slowly subsided, and along with that Yesran smelled a very strong aroma.

A very fresh scent, sweet and calming, a very strong pheromone and feels able to make Yesran intoxicated.

Yesran turned.

Her eyes were fixed on a tall man with black hair walking with several other men behind him. A man who has eyes as dark as the night, tall and well built, a firm aura and domineering charm seems to scream when he enters this crowded canteen.

Yesran realizes.

The scent... came from him.

Without realizing it, Yesran stood up.

"There he is, the incarnation of Zeus!" Vivi said. All eyes of the residents of the cafeteria stared at the group of people who had just arrived.

The closer he gets, the better Yesran feels.

"Yessy, are you okay?" asked Ariel, she stood up too, but Yesran did not answer, Yesran was more interested in staring at the man constantly. Ariel pulled Yesran's hand while whispering. "He could have a hole in his body if you look at him that intensely."

Yesran realized. She looked away quickly, but her heart was still beating fast.

"He... smells good," Yesran whispered.

Vivi and Ariel looked at each other. "Smell good? What? Who? All I can smell right now is the smell of grilled meat coming from the kitchen.”

"Looks like you're sick," said Vivi with confusion. "I'll call your mother now."

"I'm in," said Yesran, ignoring Vivi's words. Yesran said seriously, she didn't sound as playful as before. "That incarnation of Zeus, this time he's really for me."

And at that moment, Yesran suddenly turned around, intending to approach the man with a beautiful scent. Ariel followed swiftly. Vivi also stood up and walked behind Yesran. "Yessy? Aren't you afraid of being hit by your mother?"

"My mother won't know if you don't tell her," Yesran replied without turning her head, her eyes focused on the front.

And one second later, the man looked back into Yesran's eyes. Cold-blooded eyes, no warmth at all. Beautiful eyes but lifeless. At the same time, Yesran stopped walking. She held her head which suddenly throbbed.

Then the next second, everything went black. Yesran fainted.

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