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She yanked, waking up from her dream. Sweat was covering her forehead, her heart was beating a little louder.

Ancestors never showed untruth to her. There was guilt in her green eyes. She wanted to give a chance to everyone to stop this coming war which would only bring death and devastation to the door of millions of people.

She fisted her silky dress to stop her hands from shivering. She still remembers the day when she was going to mate. The two powerful prince, one was a light wolf and the second was a dark wolf. They were like their titles. The light prince Chris was a good and kind soul. He always sees good in people, even in bad, too and in evil things too. Cyril was always strong and born to be a leader. He ruled her heart.

She listened to her brain Killing her heart and decided to mate with a light wolf. He wasn't strong like his elder brother but she knew deep down that he would keep her happy in all circumstances. Chris was also popular