MARKED BY THE ALPHA'S CURSE

PROLOGUE 

"She's the child of prophecy, Evelyn. You can't change that" The red haired prophetess foretold, her deep blue eyes gleaming in the dark as she stared at the frail looking silver haired child in my arms.

Fear seeped through my bones as words failed me. My child a child of prophecy?

No way!

"I can't let her carry the burden of the cursed land" I yelled without thinking. "My child can't go through the same pain her father faced with our race."

The prophetess chuckled. "You don't have a choice, Evelyn. You can't change the words of the moon goddess. Selene's blood will either end the cursed cycle of the Forsaken Alpha or doom the werewolf race forever."

"Then let everyone be damned" I fired, breathing heavily. "I refused to let my child go."

"You don't have to. One way or the other, she'll be made to face her destiny on her own" The prophetess countered firmly.

The little child in my arms suddenly let out a shrill cry like she understood the words of the prophetess.

Tears streamed down my face and fell on hers. She looked so much like him; the man I fought myself so hard to let go for the sake of our child.

What would have been his decision if he was in my shoes?

He probably would have.....

Never!!!

I could feel the intense gaze of the prophetess on me, her red hair moving with the cold wind.

Instantly, I felt a droplet of water on my face. My head snapped up to see the clouds become stormy.

It was about to rain.

Sparing the prophetess one last glance, I turned swiftly and dashed out of the sacred cave with no destination in mind.

The only thoughts I had was to get my daughter to a safe place. Every cry she made sent a sharp knife down my throat, making it seem like our minds weren't in sync. It felt like a rebellion. Too bad the only thing I cared about was her safety.

I kept on running, refusing dwell on the source of my newfound strength. Unexpectedly, The rain ceased like it heeded to my daughter's cry. I spotted a fig tree, and sat underneath it for a short nap.

Unfortunately, nightmares wouldn't permit me. I didn't feel safe anymore. I rose up with much reluctance, and continued the journey.

Just when it seemed like all hope was lost, my heavy eyes zoomed in on a large gate made of metal, and covered with fogs. I slowed down, my heart drumming hard against my chest.

I summoned courage to venture into the land. The fog around faded away as I went further. The wolves walking around were busy going about their businesses. Surprisingly, no one seemed to care about me or the child in my arms.

Nevertheless, I needed clarifications. I stopped a she-wolf who was quick to snarl at me. Her short disheveled black hair and dull green eyes made her look like one of the witches. Her lean body worsened her appearance, but I'd already stopped her.

The worse that I feared was getting killed and leaving my child to be fed upon by rogues.

Yes, it was clear they were all rogues.

"What do you want?!" She queried.

I flinched, but quickly composed myself.  "Where is this place?" I questioned cautiously.

A shrill laughter escaped her lips, her sharp fangs visible. She bent forward and clutched her stomach, wiping the tears of mirth away from her eyes.

Her laughter ceased, her eyes filled with mockery.

"Are you dumb? Who knows nothing about The Cursed Land but still lives in it?" She fired, and I froze in despair.

The Cursed Land???

I wasn't happy about it, but I had no choice. I was forced to raise my daughter among the rogues while ensuring our safety. No one knew who I was or where I had come from, and no one bothered asking.

I had a feeling our invisible life wasn't going to last for long, but I kept on going, teaching my child to adapt to the wicked world.

"The rogues will always remain our enemies no matter what" I kept saying everytime I got the opportunity.

Eighteen years later, my fear became a reality. We got attacked by rogues. For the first time in years, I got overpowered. Our abode got burnt down.

"Run, Selene" I yelled admist the fire, tears trickling down my face as I endured the pains. "Run and never look back!"