The Alpha's Protector

***Selene*** I'm Selene and I've been cursed to protect the golden bloodline all my life. It was not an easy task as I had to fight off almost all the werewolves in the world to protect it. Our family has been cursed to be the protector of the golden bloodline and to also protect the person whom it chooses. It has been passed from one generation to another and it's my turn. It is a blessing and also a curse. I'm twenty-four years and I'm around 5ft tall. My tan skin complements my brown hair. My hazel eyes and my pointed nose accompanied by my pink plump lips made me very attractive but who wants to marry a cursed wolf? A protector of a golden bloodline who would follow an Alpha all her life? Nothing must happen to the golden bloodline, I'll protect it with my life if I have to. My life is connected with it. Walking down the bushy path slowly so as not to make some noise with Alpha Jareth I heard some horses approaching and I knew they were the ones after us. The Alpha who now has

[Selene] He hit my hand aggressively and I felt the golden bloodline in him. "It's in him. The golden bloodline is here." I mumbled to myself. "Why didn't I die with Alpha Jareth? Why was I brought to another world in this body? Am I to protect him too?" I asked myself. I walked back into the room and stood still. I checked my wrist and my dragon tattoo was still there. The tattoo has been there since birth, only protectors of the golden bloodline had it. It means this was my body but why was I here and why do they all think I'm Kali? I tried to summon my wolf but it didn't answer me. It felt like I was empty. I tried to talk to her but I couldn't. "This can't happen to me. No!" I tried again but I got nothing. The strange woman walked in with a plastic plate. "Sit down dear. You shouldn't be walking in this condition." She said as she ushered me to the bed. She opened the plate and gave me some food to eat. I looked at her and she began to cry. "You don't recognize your mot

[Dante] Since I was young, I've learned to always follow my instincts, always follow my thoughts and not to be influenced by others. Leading the Blackpack and making sure everyone gets a good life was my mission until I met her. She was a spendthrift woman. She often spent her father's money on materialistic things, crazy things that weren't even useful. Her parents advised her on several occasions but she never listened. Her father was a very wise man in the pack. He acquired all of his properties through hard work and luck. He was one of the richest and prominent werewolves, respected by everyone but his daughter always manages to give him a bad name. She was a stain to his white. When I was young, my grandfather wanted her to be my Luna and it was fine by me. She was innocent and cool to be with. She was naive and very nice until she traveled and became a dissolute and a spendthrift. Only God knows why and what made her change. Shortly after she came back, her father died a

[Selene/Kali]I didn't know what to do. I knocked several times but he wouldn't let me into the building. I was tired and frustrated."Sir, please. I'll be careful next time." I begged for the nth time and I didn't get a response.I decided to go home so I could tell my mom. That's the only way I could get my job back and do it perfectly.I rushed home immediately and I got the reaction I expected."Why are you home by this time? What's wrong?" She asked."Alpha Dante sent me out of his office." I pouted."What did you do this time? Kali, you promised you'd be on your best behavior today." She asked."I'm sorry Mom. I made a little mistake and now he doesn't want to see me again." I explained and she shook her head at me."What do you want me to do? I can't keep asking him for favors." She said as she walked into the kitchen.I stood in the dimly lit kitchen, my heart racing as I watched my mom's eyes well up with tears. The few days I got to know her made me like her the more and wis

[Dante]I trudged downstairs, my feet heavy with the weight of my own regret. My friends were already gathered in the living room, their faces lit up with smirks and snickers."Hey, Dante! How was your night?" one of them asked, their voice dripping with sarcasm.I knew what they were really asking. They wanted to know about Kali, about how I ended up spending the night with her even though she's the woman I hate the most in the world.I tried to brush it off, to play it cool. "It was fine," I said, trying to sound nonchalant.But they wouldn't let up. "Oh, come on, Dante! Spill the details!" another one chimed in.I felt my face heat up with anger and embarrassment. I didn't want to talk about it, didn't want to relive the humiliation of being seduced and manipulated into marriage. I can't even remember how the night went!"Leave it alone, guys," I growled, trying to shut them down.But they just laughed, their teasing and jokes piercing my skin like knives. I knew they were just tr