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The Lycan King
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Fated to Doom The plan to end the war
Camille POVHere I am sitting on a metal chair around a table with Axel and his family. His father, mother, uncles, and some of the rest of the pack stared in awe at him as he told them the story of what could happen if they chose to ignore his warnings. He had warned them against wandering into the Witches' land in order to avoid the war. "This war made thousands of years of my life unbearable!" Axel explained it to them. "Killing each other won't solve the problems. We just have to embrace each other and end this war that could eat us all up! " instead of listening to him, one of the Lycans stood up and slammed his hand on the metal table, which caused me to shake in fright. "I told you not to believe them, Alpha. They are sent by the witches' clans to destroy us all! You'll be a fool if you allow them to put fear inside of you! " The man shouted at Axel. Axel called him by his given name as he stared at Axel. in shock. His eyes widened, but he quickly changed his facial expressi
Fated to Doom The witches Clan
Axel POVCamille groaned again and threw her hands up as we found ourselves behind a spring of water. After leaving the Lycan's pack, we searched for a way to the witch's clan but found none as we kept looking around, but we always ended up beside a spring of water. "This is the third time," Camille scoffed and sat on the ground. "We keep ending up in the same place!" She complained and heaved a sigh. "We have to find a way to get out of here, Axel!" I heaved a sigh and sat beside her. "If we don't save my uncle's wife, everything will be for nothing, and we won't be able to break the curse," I laid on the ground and stared at the blue skies. The sun was starting to set, and it was the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen in my entire life. As we stared at the sun, my mind drifted off to when Kourtney and I used to stare at the sun. I smiled at the thought of it and blinked a tear away. Camille saw the tears in my eyes and stared at me suspiciously."Are you okay?" She asked, a
Fated to Doom The war is over
Camille POVWhen we arrived at the village, it's was already night and as Axel and myself walked past the tent, we couldn't heard a pin drop and just like the story Amara had told us, the Witches clan had gathered around a fire to end the Lycan's life. As we walked forward into the village, I noticed a fire few distances away from us and using the moon as a source of light, I strained my eyes and saw the shadows of heads. I nudged Axel on the shoulder when the light was placed near the Lycan's face. Just like Amara had told us, she was Axel's aunt and someone walked around her chanting in foreign language we couldn't understood. "Let's go," I nudged Axel on the shoulder and moved forward but he grabbed my hand and pulled me backwards. "what is wrong?" I muttered. "We can't just barge into their meeting," he responded and pointed to different heads. " There are a lot of them," he started counting using the moon but our cover got blew up when someone appeared behind us. "Why are you
Fated to Doom Prologue
Amara's POVTwo thousand years ago,Lycans and witches had been known to be foes since the beginning of their creation. No one knows why they hated each other but according to history, the moon goddess Selina and the witch goddess Artia were been sworn enemies since the beginning. Rumors had it that they had the same mate leading to a feud between them and ever since then, the two creatures had hated each other. Although they shared a border, if any of the creatures found their way to each other's village, they are imprisoned until the leaders of both Clan met and agreed on a peace treaty. The Lycans and witches lived like that for hundreds of years until an unfortunate incident happened. It's changed everything.A pregnant Female Lycan Missed her way and landed herself in the Witches' village, she was captured and locked up."The Lycans have always looked down on us. It's time we show them that we are great
Fated to Doom Art is beautiful
Camille POV"Camille, you have a call!" My best friend, Alina called from inside the living room in our two-room apartment."Okay. The finishing touch," I wiped my forehead that dripped with sweat with my hand filled with red paints. "Good." I clapped my hand and dropped the painting brush in my hand. "Perfection!" I stared at my beautiful painting if it could be called that. It's was the same painting I've been drawing ever since I was a little kid. It's was a painting of a wolf with red glowing eyes. Because of the repetition of painting, my work was rejected in a different gallery. The wolf had always been in my head and anytime I pick up a brush, I found myself painting the same wolf even if I tried not to.My psychologist told me it's was my obsession with wolves but she was wrong because I had never in all of my twenty-six years on earth seen a wolf."Oh! For goodness sake Cam! Your phone is still ringing!" Alin
Fated to Doom AX Gallery
Camille POVThe day of the exhibition finally arrived and I couldn't be happier. I was finally going to showcase my talents to the world. Alina helped me pick my outfit which was a blue jumpsuit and black heels that match the jumpsuit. I am no fan of dresses so I felt comfortable when I wore the jumpsuit. My hair was trimmed and stretched down to my shoulder length and my face was done by Alina herself."You look amazing Camille," Alina commented and pointed to the mirror for me to look at. "You are a spec," she winked at me."You could have been a painter," I told her as I stared at myself in the mirror. It's was not the first time I wore makeup but due to the different hairstyle, my face looked different and more feminine free from wrinkles like Alina would always say. The makeup made my obsidian eyes charming and my face rounded. The red lipstick on my lips made them smaller and plump."Thank you girl," I appreciated.&nb
Fated to Doom The wolf in the painting
Camille's POVIt's was nice to have my work exhibited at AX Gallery although most people didn't come to look at my painting because Katherine, a popular artist had her painting beside me. The few people who came to my side, I explained the meaning behind my painting. I wished I could be like Katherine who was great."Hello, Katherine," I came over to her side and waved at her.She seemed to notice me as she waved back and smiled at me. "Your wolf painting is amazing," she commented. "Can you tell me the stories behind the painting?" Katherine left her exhibitions and came over to look at my paintings posted on the wall. "Your collection is amazing!" Another comment that got me smiling like an idiot.Who wouldn't smile when their favorite artist is admiring their work?"Thank you for the opportunity, Katherine. The first painting is....." I explained the story behind each painting and Katherine stared at me in awe.
Fated to Doom Who are you?
Camille POVAfter Remi left me all alone, I roamed around admiring every artwork exhibited. I wish I had bought Alina with me but it's was based on an invitation and coming to an Art Gallery as big as AX requires a lot of money which Alina and I don't have.When I was done looking around, I Went back to my paintings but then I saw a man staring at them. The man must be a fan of wolves or something for him to stare at my paintings for so long."Who painted this wolf?" He asked the lady beside him and I recognized her as the rude lady from the entrance of the gallery."They must be a couple," I thought as I watched both of them."I have no idea, sir. Remi and Isabella picked the artist. Is there a problem sir?" The lady asked yet again.If she is using Sir then it means they were not a couple but the man was her boss or one of the rich snobs that had come to see the Arts exhibited in the Gallery.
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