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Exceptional silver wolf

Author: Kaima🥀
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-29 19:18:14

Danika POV

Even with shaky legs, I walked to the podium. “What? What is going on here?” I questioned, hot tears already gliding down my cheeks.

My heart was bleeding. My heart was torn and bleeding, like it had been ruthlessly plucked out of my chest, leaving only an empty space. How could they?

How could Drake betray our love without even batting an eyelid? And my own sister? How could she betray our sister’s bond and still be able to look me in the eyes?

“Drake…” I called out again, my voice barely above a whisper, and this time I regretted ever wanting to know what was happening.

He lazily sighed. “Look, I’m so sorry it came to be like this, Danika,” he said. But with one look at him I knew he wasn’t sorry at all.

“I love your sister. And your sister… she loves me as much as I love her.” He finally dropped the bomb.

My legs wobbled.

I shook my head, finding it hard to believe that the one who confessed his feelings to me two days prior to this day didn’t find me lovable anymore.

Was it all a sham? All those confessions… were they all nothing but lies?

And he wasn’t done talking. “I don’t feel butterflies in my stomach whenever I’m with you, unlike whenever I’m with your sister,” he said with an emotionless tone of voice.

I blinked back humiliated tears. Did he have to humiliate me in front of all the pack members? Even the pack members knew I was going to get dumped and I didn’t.

I clenched my fist against my empty chest when more pain weighed down on it. “But you said you loved me, Drake. You even said you would make me your Luna.”

I was almost begging. But how can I not? My whole life I’ve known Drake, even before he became an Alpha. We started dating when I came of age.

I was hoping that he would say he was sorry, at least, even if he feigned it, and asked for my forgiveness. For I would still foolishly forgive and go back to him.

Pathetic, I know, but I wasn’t ready to let him go, especially to my sister.

He sighed again. “I did say that. You are indeed like my princess, just like in the Cinderella story. But you see, it seems like the glass shoes don’t fit you anymore.”

And without waiting for me to speak again, he suddenly turned around and nodded at someone — an elder.

Oh Moon Goddess, my world had finally shattered. My life had crumbled.

Amazing ceremony. It was never because of my birthday. Drake didn’t plan this celebration because of my birthday. It was a celebration of being mated to my sister.

With a nod from Drake, the ceremony commenced with the elder’s question directed to my sister. “Eleanor, are you willing to take Alpha Drake as your mate and Alpha?”

Eleanor coyly looked at Drake with a smile like a high school girl. “Yes, I will.”

The elder turned to face Drake. “Alpha Drake, are you willing to be mated with Eleanor, making her your Luna?” the elder asked, and my head snapped to Drake.

He wouldn’t say yes, would he? He wouldn’t abandon all the love we shared for years, all the promises we made, would he?

But to my utmost disappointment: “Yes. I’m willing,” he affirmed, every single word hitting me squarely in my chest.

I reeled back as if I’d been figuratively slapped across the face. It wasn’t as if I’d been literally slapped — because how would the pack members look at me from now on? An overreacting girlfriend who couldn’t even satisfy or be able to keep her partner.

I slowly crouched down on my knees. My legs could not withstand the blow anymore. It got to a point when the pain became excruciatingly painful.

This pain was a mixture of betrayal and physical pain, a kind of pain in the pit of my stomach and every core in my body. Every bone in my body began to snap and crack.

Devastating agony, hellishly ripping through me. I tried to fit myself in a ball. Maybe, maybe this pain would go away.

But it became unbearably painful, driving me to the brink of insanity. What was this pain? This wasn’t just the pain of betrayal, Moon Goddess.

But instead of a cry, I heard a growl come out of my throat. And despite feeling like I was swimming in a sea of pains, I was startled. That’s it. That must be the reason for this pain.

I was turning. My wolf was awakening. I almost forgot about my wolf.

I tried to stand up and—what was happening? I couldn’t stand straight because—ah! I was standing already, but on all fours. My legs and my hands, they’d already transformed into limbs.

I was fully transformed, and the pain had lessened, but it was still there.

I’d seen a fair share of how transformations were, with their clothes tearing into shreds. The turning doesn’t last long.

As I admired my paws and the beautiful fur of silver and white that graced my skin for protection against cold and for warmth, a very rare combination of wolf, I was supposed to be excited.

I would have immediately become a Luna after I shifted but… it wasn’t going to happen anymore. Drake had betrayed me and my sister was now his mate.

Murmurs and gasps erupted in the grand hall again.

But this time, even without being close to them, I could hear and decipher every word.

“Oh Goddess, what a rare wolf she’s transformed into.”

“I wish mine was half as beautiful as hers,” someone remarked with a tone of envy.

“I heard that this wolf is rare and possesses great strength and since a hundred centuries ago no one has transformed into it,” another one exclaimed, but I could detect a hint of admiration in her tone.

“How did you come to know about this information?”

“Because my dad told me. My dad is an elder and, you know, elders from the council have firsthand information.”

The murmurs continued, but I couldn’t concentrate anymore, because one voice, a familiar tone of voice that I’d known and heard all my life, stood out among the voices. It was laced with bitterness and jealousy again.

“She has the prettiest wolf. Why can’t I surpass her in anything? Why?”

I looked at my supposed sister and my heart clenched. Her scent oozed jealousy and contemptuous malice.

First she stole my boyfriend, and now she’s even jealous of my Goddess-given wolf. I was pained. I shook my head. This was not the sister I’ve known and lived with my whole life.

I had no words now, and I could feel it. I was almost transforming back into my human body, and I couldn’t possibly let my nakedness be exposed for all to see.

I retreated into the crowd as they made way for me. I ran out of the hall and took a detour into the woods and headed straight home.

I could hear and see everything more clearly — the birds singing, the crickets chirping, and the grass below swaying to the tune of the breeze.

I basked in the amazing feel of the woods, a sense of comfort and excitement washing over me despite the turmoil in my heart.

So this is how it feels to have an inner wolf.

I shifted back into my human form as the door to our house opened, with my dad standing in the doorway with a blanket.

He draped the blanket on my naked body, his face was a mixture of excitement that I had finally shifted and that of sadness because of what my sister had done to me.

“The Goddess knows best and that’s why he never allowed you to be mated to a scumbag like Drake. You will find yours one day,” he consoled me.

But would I really be able to find a mate who wouldn’t betray my love?

I lay down on my bed all night, staring into space. I kept pinching myself to see if it was a dream, but each time I did that, the pain I felt reminded me that it was all real.

Drake had shattered my heart and now mated with my sister. My heart was drowning, the pillows beneath my head soaked in my sorrows.

I thought about a million and one reasons why Drake would easily betray me in that way, but I found none.

I’ve been faithful to him since the day he started recording me. And fresh tears glossed my eyes as darkness suddenly enveloped me, swallowing me whole.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the farthest south borders, a man clad in black is seen seated on the bare floor, despite the calibre of his person, his presence intimidating.

“What do you see?” he asked a woman, impatience evidently written all over his face.

The woman looked up to meet his gaze, apparently unperturbed, a little smile playing on her red lips. “I see her. She is awakened. What you had always sought for is finally awakened,” the woman drawled cryptically.

“What? What are you… are you sure about this?”

The man’s deep voice asked, clear as crystal.

“I have never seen what never came to pass, have I not?”

“How do I meet her?” the man asked again.

“That…” she shook her head. “I have no answers to.”

The woman replied and the man’s aura blazed like hellfire.

“What the—”

A groan escaped through his lips as he ran frustrated fingers through his hair. “So will I have to wait until the day fate brings us together? What kind of game is the Goddess playing this time? After five centuries of waiting… well, I have to wait again.”

The sunlight filtered through the curtains, making me squint my eyes as I woke up to an urgent knock on my door.

“Honey, I’m coming in now,” came Father’s voice, his tone strained.

I abruptly sat up, and before I could reply, he was already inside my room, something he had never done before.

“You’re needed in the Alpha’s office in 30 minutes,” he informed me with a tone of serious urgency, and I frowned.

My usually cheerful father was now stiff and anxious, with beads of sweat already forming on his face.

Initially, I wasn’t feeling it anymore, but now, at the mention of Drake, my heart broke again. Memories of yesterday came flooding back.

Is he already regretting his actions now? Does he want me back? What about my sister? All these questions found their way towards my throat but—

“Why does he want me in his office?” came out instead.

And what my father said next made my hair rise and my blood freeze.

“What.

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