Chapter 1: Haquihana she wolf

There were two kinds of female werewolves in the world. The first ones were Lupercas. Those female wolves bear a unique scent only for their mates. They are those women who were blessed by fate to have a fated pair. Usually, they shift at the age of eighteen. The second one was Haquihanas. They were the female wolves born without a mate and usually shift at sixteen. Their alluring scent usually came out every month, especially during their fertile days. These shewolves were extremely rare and highly valued in the werewolf world.

Council Elders would purchase every Haquihanas they found and throw them into a game called Mating Game every year. This game caters to male wolves who had lost their mates to natural causes and needed an heir. Since Haquihanas were rare, the participants were reduced to ten.

One of the participants already sold this year was Gray Isidore, a twenty-year-old Haquihana. It was rare to reach that age to be found. Gray has been careful not to be discovered, but his bastard Alpha accidentally discovered her. Of course, she knew who had sold her out. It was her stepmother. But luckily for her, she was ready.

She has been training with the help of her brother Greg since she was sixteen. My father would help me with my fighting skills even though he was sick.

"Always remember to stay away from any males. Keep your scent checked. When they smell your fertile scent, they will become more aggressive. If you run into one of them, try to keep him in human form. The more human thoughts he has, the less aggressive he will be." Gray always remembered what his father told her whenever she was with him.

She had been preparing for four years, and she was confident. But imagine her surprise when two large men caught up with her so easily and tied ropes around her wrist, announcing again that she was to be taken to the forest to participate in the Mating Game as if he didn't hear them the first time.

Gray trashed about wildly, but when they dragged her past their house, kicking and screaming, she saw the looks on her sick father and stopped almost immediately.

"Papa! Please help me! I'm not ready yet!"

Gray saw her father's heartbreak in two as he looked at her. She immediately felt tears well up in her own eyes. Her father was sick, and Gray feared no one would look after him. She thought the game would start in the ending months of the year, but what does it have to be the first month of the year?

Her stepmother's shrill but somehow cold voice interrupted her.

"Maybe the wolf you end up with will break you in properly, seeing as I could never get you to heel," she said.

Gray bared her teeth at her warning her to stop talking.

"Papa!" she screamed and cried.

"Don't worry, Gray. Just remember what I have taught you. Do that, and we will see each other again. Take care, my precious," he said.

Gray could see his father's teary eyes, but she couldn't do anything.

The shock of what was about to happen was sinking in Gray, and as bad as it sounded the way she put it, she was going to be raped by some male wolf that she didn't want and probably didn't suit her and was going to use her as housing for his pups or heirs.

Gray started to fight again but realized she was only making a fool of herself since she had almost no fight left in her at the moment. She had almost gotten away.

The thought of being free and not just a female werewolf used for breeding purposes wasn't even questioned anymore for Gray.

The guards threw her into a truck with nine other girls who looked scared out of their wits. None spoke for the whole ride, just staring at each other or at the truck floor where they were all seated. For Gray, it was depressing, and even though she had the will to fight, she was losing hope.

She spent the entire ride formulating a plan. She easily slid her wrist out of the rope since they weren't being pulled so tightly anymore, but she kept the rope in her hands and kept her hands behind her.

When Gray felt the truck jerk up to stop and heard the sound of two men hopping down from the truck to unload the girls, she tensed. Gray was getting out of there if it was the last thing she needed to do. She refused to become some compliant breeding bitch for a man that wasn't deserving of her.

The second the door slid open, she jumped out, hearing the girls in the truck gasp. Gray ignored them and took a break for it. Since her eyes were still adjusting and she had no clue of her current surroundings, she ran in any direction available.

As she was hesitating about which one of those directions she would go, a heavy and furry body slammed into her, knocking her to the ground. She felt the wind get knocked out of her lungs, and the whole world spun before her eyes. The giant brown wolf dragged her back to the unloading spot by her shirt as she struggled the hardest, she had the whole day.

One of the men opened a door and pushed her in.

"Look, kid," the man said. "Be good because they are going to do a check on you and your body. Wait for the doctor here and be cooperative," he added.

Gray rolled her eyes at the man before he closed the door and guarded it outside.

A man in a white coat came in carrying a clipboard.

"Gray Isodore?"

Gray looked at him.

"That's me. Do you see anyone else here aside from me?" Gray replied to him.

The doctor looked at her and smirked.

"Wow, a spitfire," he said. "It's a rare occasion we got someone like you, girly," he added, which made Gray arch her upper lips disgusted.

"Do you guys have a conscience of sending Haquiha to their doom?"

The doctor ignored Gray's question and got her vital sign before pinching her with a syringe.

"Ouch! What the hell was that?" she screamed.

"It's just a scent enhancer, girly," the doctor said before calling the man outside to tell him Gray was done.

The man who seemed to thank the man didn't notice Gray, and she bolted away again, making the doctor laugh.

The man sighed before shifting and going in the direction Gray had run to.