From Slave to Queen, The Chosen One

Thirty years ago, during the Victorian Era, a mysterious curse fell upon the Werewolf Kingdom, changing its fate forever.

In a single night... the wolves of every female vanished. Every she-wolf became human, unable to shift, unable to hear the whispers of her wolf.

And the curse did not stop there...

They also became incapable of bearing children.

With the disappearance of the wolves, the bond of fated mates vanished as well—the sacred bond that had existed among werewolves since their very creation.

The packs began to wage merciless wars, not for land or power... but for women, who had become the most precious thing left in the kingdom. Everyone searched for a miracle that could end the curse.

Whenever an Alpha defeated another pack, he claimed all the unmarried women and brought them to his palace to become part of his harem.

Until the Great King Jeharz united most of the packs together and established a system for the kingdom.

Every man was allowed to marry one woman of his choosing, while the Alphas possessed many women. Some willingly chose to belong to them, while the rest became slaves taken from the packs that opposed King Jeharz's rule.

The King already had a mate and was married to her before the curse fell upon the kingdom. He also had a son, who became the heir to the werewolf throne, Prince Alexander.

A grand palace was built for him, and within it, an entire wing was dedicated to the Alpha's women. Every night, one of the women would be sent to the Alpha in the hope of conceiving a child and finally breaking the curse that plagued the kingdom.

But the years passed peacefully without any change, and no solution to the curse was ever found. Then, one of the witches spoke of a prophecy about a girl with crimson eyes who would change the fate of the entire kingdom.

After the prophecy spread, the packs began searching frantically for the promised girl, and the kingdom became a new battlefield.

Thus, war erupted once more between the rebellious packs that had refused to join King Jeharz, and he was eventually killed by an unknown individual from one of those packs...

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Present Time

The heir to the throne and the new King of the Werewolf Kingdom, Alexander Jeharz Montgomery, stood before the massive stone throne upon which his father had sat for more than twenty years.

All the kingdom's Alphas bowed before him as the announcer's voice echoed throughout the hall. "Long live the Great King Alexander... ruler of all werewolf packs."

Alexander raised his cold eyes toward the kneeling men before him."From this day forward... any pack that refuses to join us will be wiped from existence."

His voice carried an overwhelming aura. He had once been a prince, but his presence was even more terrifying than that of his father, the King.

This moment marked the beginning of his reign. Everyone bowed once again in respect.

Behind him stood Kyle, who had been by his side since childhood and whom Alexander had appointed as his beta the very moment the king's eyes had closed forever.

Taking a step forward, Kyle spoke in a low voice."Messages of loyalty have arrived from most of the packs... As for those who refused, we have already sent the armies as you commanded, my King."

A cold smile appeared on the King's lips, and he remained silent.

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Inside the Silver Crescent Pack

Golden rays of sunlight slipped through the branches of the Silver Crescent Pack's forest, painting warm patches across the green grass.

Anastasia lay on the ground with her eyes closed, enjoying the cool morning breeze, while her younger sister, Khaleesi, played with strands of grass beside her.

Khaleesi suddenly broke the silence with an excited smile."Will Isaac come tonight to officially ask for your hand in marriage?"

Anastasia opened her eyes, a dreamy smile appearing on her lips."Yes... and finally, I'll become Isaac's wife and the future Luna of the Silver Crescent Pack."

Khaleesi laughed as she pushed herself halfway upright."He definitely fell in love with your beauty... or maybe he discovered your stubborn personality and realized he'll never find a girl more stubborn than you."

Anastasia laughed, revealing the small dimple on her left cheek that gave her smile a special charm.

Her long black hair flowed around her like a curtain of night, a rare color among werewolves. The sunlight reflected in her olive-green eyes, making them shine even brighter. Her smooth pale skin and delicate features made her the center of attention throughout the pack.

Khaleesi lightly nudged her shoulder as she stood."I'll head home first. We need to help Mom prepare for the guests."

Anastasia nodded."I'll be there in a little while."

Khaleesi disappeared among the trees while Anastasia remained where she was, staring at the sky and imagining the night when her new life would begin.

But...Only a few minutes passed before the howls of dozens of wolves shattered the forest's silence.

It was a sharp... long... warning howl that made the blood freeze in her veins.

Anastasia shot to her feet, her eyes widening in terror as her heart pounded violently in her chest.

"No..." she whispered unconsciously.

Then she took off running toward her home as fast as she could, overcome by a suffocating feeling that something terrible had happened.

Between ragged breaths, she silently prayed."Please... let everyone be okay."

The moment Anastasia reached the edge of the pack, her steps froze.

Giant wolves were charging forward mercilessly, and men were falling one after another as they desperately tried to defend their pack.

"No..."The word slipped from her trembling lips.

She lifted her gaze toward her home...Then it felt as though the world had stopped spinning.

Her father lay motionless on the ground, while her mother was beside him, her clothes soaked in blood.

Anastasia's eyes widened, and a scream tore from her throat."Dad...! Mom...!"

She stumbled forward as she rushed toward them, but a sudden movement caught her attention... It was Khaleesi.

Her sister stood gripping a sword nearly larger than herself, her eyes filled with tears and fury before she charged fearlessly at one of the wolves.

Anastasia gasped and screamed at the top of her lungs."Khaleesi! No... get back!"

But it was already too late.

The wolf turned in an instant and lunged at her before she could defend herself.

The sword slipped from Khaleesi's hand as she collapsed onto the ground.

"Kha...leesi..."Anastasia whispered as her legs gave out beneath her.

She fell to her knees, staring at her family, all gone within a matter of minutes.

Tears streamed endlessly down her face as her screams dissolved into broken sobs.

Suddenly, a powerful male voice thundered throughout the village."Do not kill the women!"

The wolves immediately stopped at the command.

It was the leader of the group, sent by Kyle, the Beta of the Werewolf King.

While Anastasia remained trapped in her shock, one of the soldiers grabbed her arm roughly. "Found one here!"

She struggled violently, punching him and scratching with all the strength she possessed. "Get away from me! Let me go!"

But her resistance was useless.

Two soldiers dragged her toward one of the wooden wagons, where dozens of girls had already gathered, crying and trembling with fear.

They threw her inside the wagon.

One of the soldiers studied her carefully before a knowing smile spread across his face.

He lowered his voice and said,"This one... will definitely catch King Alexander's attention."