The Moon Goddess's Reborn: Fated To The Mad King

A Century Years Ago...... Elena's POV "From today onwards, Lucian.” I said the words softly. Tears blurring my vision as I peered at the man in front of me. “I, Elena Snow reject you as my mate.” For a moment, the cave reigned in silence. But then he broke it with a long sinister laugh. "And if I refuse?” He asked, brows raised with mocking grin. "Then,” I said, my gaze fluttering. “I will have no choice than to kill you.” He tilted his head, his grin widening as he said the next words in a cold final tone. “Then, Do it.” I inhaled sharply, realizing that the time I dreaded most had finally come. The time I killed the mad king. "You give me no choice, Lucian.” I said as I stepped forward and lifted my hands. A weave of light charging out of me, filling the cave, ready to strike when I locked my eyes with his. My greatest mistake. In seconds, he jumped through the air, falling on me as he shifted into his wolf form. His claws dragged my flesh, pain stinging my body as he t

I stomped my feet on the wooden floor, my mind ramming with thoughts as I stepped out of the washhouse– a small rectangular building with five partitions and walked into the empty room. Apparently, the four other mates I shared the room with had gone to Moon's knows where and I was the only one left alone.The Shadow Clan had accepted to take me in, Courtesy of Vera. They were not rude to me and were not nice to me either. I couldn't care less as my mind was filled with other thoughts.Benita's shocking revelation had kept me occupied and since then, I realized how foolish I was.Since I met these girls , none of them seemed broken. Infact they glowed and radiated like the morning sun. Also, they came from the Shadow and Pack Clan, the two most powerful clan after red wolf. Lord Alpha Tirion would think twice before waging a war on them. So why was my mother killed? I grunted, anger boiling through my veins as i put on the large satin white gown and stomped out of the room. There

The next morning came far too quickly.A maid gently shook me awake and i groaned, barely having enough night sleep after yesterday’s big revelation.I swung my legs off the bed and allowed her to prepare me. She brushed my hair until it shined and dressed me in the ceremonial white tunic tied with silver cords, the traditional garment for the Trail of Threads.I barely had time to steady my nerves before we made our way to the grand hall.The space was already filling with girls, everyone looking nervous and excited. I slipped into line, trying to disappear among them, when a familiar voice called my attention.“Amara!” Benita beamed as she approached me with a big smile. She looked pretty as always but today seemed different, like she seemed……. more matured."Who do you think would become your maiden today?" She asked as she closed the distance between us."I don't know," I said, shrugging.The girls from the Pack Clan came over, following Morgana as she settled in line, besides Ben

I rushed into the hall of scrolls, my heart pounding fast as I skimmed through the scrolls on the shelves.What was wrong with me?! I had just agreed to go into the cave of horrors. A cave that made everyone look at me like I had just signed my death warrant. A cave I knew nothing about.I let out a huge breath as I trailed my fingers along the shelf, relief sweeping through me as I picked a scroll. “Cave of horrors.” The inscription at the wooden edge of the scroll read. I opened the scroll and skimmed through the pages, when I paused.The message was written in the old tongue. Only nobles knew how to read the old tongue. People like us from Falme didn't have the privilege of education.“Bloody moon.” I murmured as I messaged my forehead with my fingers. It was one thing for everyone to look at me like I have done something stupid. It was another for me not to know the reason why everyone thought I had just done something stupid.“Well are you going to read the scroll or grunt aroun

Stop Amara!” I hear the voice of Tirion cry in the background. “Control yourself!”I clutched my head and staggered back. Trying to control the power but the spirit was overwhelming, taking control of my thoughts and mind.“Do not listen to him, Elena!” The voice loomed inside me. Multiplying into a thousand hoarse whispers. “He!” They snarled at Tirion. “Makes you weak. You are more than you think of, Elena! The world is yours and yours alone to conquer. He is your weakness. Kill him, Elena. Finish what you started a thousand years ago.”“Arghh!” I cried as I jerked back, a massive weave of light spinning around me. “Leave me alone. I am not Elena!”“Ha Ha Ha.” The voices cackled. “You deceive yourself with your new name. Your fake identity. You are Elena Snow. The chosen. Daughter of the moon Goddess, mother of all creations.”And in the next second, flashes of vision comes flooding in my memory.______“Kill the mad queen.” A familiar voice yells in the background. Elder lan.“For