Selene never wanted a mate, especially not him. Born an outcast, she had spent her life hiding her true identity, surviving as a rogue, and staying far away from the pack politics that had once destroyed her family. But fate had other plans. She finds herself bound to the ruthless Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack, Killian Wolfe. Killian was a monster feared by all. Bound to a prophecy that doomed him to darkness, he had rejected every mate chosen by the Moon Goddess, knowing that anyone bonded to him would share his curse. But when Selene crashes into his territory, carrying secrets that could break or complete his fate, he finds himself unable to let her go. She belonged to him. Even if claiming her meant his own destruction.
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"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.
A mix of confusion and fear clouded my heart. "What's wrong?" I asked, my voice barely audible.
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!"
Selene's POVI fell back, sobbing in relief.The nurses moved quickly, cleaning the lightly then wrapping her in soft blankets.“It’s a girl,” Dr. Javier announced with a smile.They placed her in my arms first, and I held our daughter for the very first time. My tears ran freely, my whole body shaking as I cradled the little life I had just brought into the world.“She’s perfect,” I whispered.Killian leaned in, pressing a kiss to both of our foreheads. “You both are.”Holding my baby in my arms was the best feeling in the world. Something inside me shifted the moment her tiny weight settled against my chest. It was like the entire world had gone quiet, and all I could hear was her little breaths.But then one of the nurses stepped forward gently. “Luna, it’s time to clean her up properly. Just for a moment, then we’ll bring her back to you.”The thought of letting her go, even for a second, made my chest ache. Still, I nodded slowly and handed her over.The nurses moved quickly, wip
Killian’s POVSelene spent some time holding the baby, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. The way she kissed the little girl’s forehead, I knew she was imagining our own daughter in her arms and so was I.In just a few months, we’d be parents. A new beginning was waiting for us, and for once in my life, I wasn’t afraid of what the future would bring. I was excited.When we finally returned to my chambers, it was time for her to rest. I held the door open and stepped inside with her, watching as she walked gracefully, despite her little sighs, and sat down on the edge of the bed.Everything about her had changed. She had gained some weight, which only made her glow more and sexy. She sat with a soft sigh, brushing her hair from her face. Then her eyes lifted to me. “Killian,” she said, “to think that you would have taken the joy of a father away from that little princess.”I paused for a second, then let out a long sigh. She was right. The memory of that day haunted me. If it weren’
Selene's POVFrom behind me, Killian’s voice came. “Please, Michael. Don’t hold on to this. Forgive her and let’s move forward from here.”Michael paused. I could feel the tension in his breath. And then, he finally moved. He reached down and lifted my mother from the ground.She looked up at him, her face streaked with tears, trembling like a child. And then he pulled her into an embrace.Something inside me broke and healed all at once. I burst into sobs and wrapped my arms around both of them, holding on as tightly as I could.After all these years, after all the pain and separation, we were finally a family again.***6 MONTHS LATERFather forgave mother, and he returned to the Sacred mountains while she stayed with us. It was a new beginning for all of us.The maids and guards now bowed with respect whenever I passed, and they addressed me as Luna. For the first time in what felt like forever, there was peace. No fear of Lucian. Six months had passed.I sat on the bench, one han
Selene's POVThe guilt in Killian's eyes was impossible to ignore.“Selene…” He said softly. “Every time I close my eyes, I still see your face when I couldn’t stop. You were so pale, and I thought…” He trailed off, shaking his head.I squeezed his hand tighter, forcing him to look at me. “But I’m here,” I whispered. “I’m breathing and I’m alive because you gained control on time. Don’t you dare forget that.”He looked unconvinced, but I didn’t let him speak. I raised my free hand and touched his cheek. “If you spend the rest of your life blaming yourself, you’ll miss everything we fought for. We didn’t come this far just for you to punish yourself.”He leaned into my palm, closing his eyes for a moment. “I don’t know what I’d do without you,” he murmured.“You won’t have to,” I said with a soft smile. “Because I’m not going anywhere.”For the first time, I felt some of the tension in him ease. After a while, I drifted into sleep. When I opened my eyes again, the sun was already brig
Killian's POVHer blood… gosh, her blood tasted so good. It was like drinking the sweetest honey, and I didn’t want to stop.“Killian, please stop!”The voice echoed in my ears, but I didn’t even know who was speaking, all I knew was the taste of Selene.But deep inside, I knew what I was doing. I knew this was her blood, my Selene’s blood, and I was draining her. I wanted to stop, but the sweetness overpowered reason. My body screamed to keep going, to take more. It was like a force pushing me deeper.But then, as her trembling voice kept calling my name, it came with memories. How she told me to trust her. How she said our bond was stronger than this blood pull. How she believed I could fight it.I growled against her skin, my fangs still in her, but my mind pushed its way back to control. I forced myself to stop.When I lifted my head, her pale face came into view. And my gaze… my gaze darkened as I saw the damage I’d done.“I'm sorry” I whispered.“It's okay. You did great.” She
Selene's POVKillian and I rushed toward Soteria, my breathing was ragged with fear.“Soteria, quickly,” I gasped, clutching his hand tighter. “We’re going to perform the ritual!”Soteria spun toward us. “Okay, okay stand here, both of you.” She pointed frantically at a circle etched faintly in the dirt.Killian and I scrambled into position. My chest heaved as I looked between them. “What next?”Soteria’s fingers moved, tracing patterns in the air. Sparks came from her palms like liquid light. “I’m making the potion. Both of you have to drink it.”“What?!” My voice cracked with panic. “You could’ve done that earlier—”“It would only take a minute!” Soteria snapped, sweat beading on her temple. “Now stay still.”A minute felt like an eternity. My throat was dry, my legs twitching. I risked a glance back to see Lucian straining, his eyes blazed with fury, while Michael and the other wizards pressed in tight formation, light streaming from their joined hands to bind them in place.“We c
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