11. Ragnar with his back turned on her, closed his eyes, hoping to hear some cracking of bones and growls, but nothing came. "Calantha" he called."It's coming, father. Wait, please" she told him. He hoped. He believed.One glance at the full moon and he prayed to the goddess again. His daughter must… "It's taking too long, Calantha," Ragnar said, getting impatient."Father. I am a late bloomer, just a little longer, I feel it coming from my inside father." She responded, but truly all she felt was an uneven heartbeat and trembling hands. "Please work, please" she muttered under her breath.Calantha saw no change, none of what her siblings or boyfriend described to her as shifting. No frenzy feeling, just fear of her father turning to see that she had no wolf.She looked at the moon. "I'll give you all you want goddess, please make this happen" she whispered, her eyes dimmed with tears."I'm turning back now," her father said."Father, wait""I've waited enough!" Ragnar roared, turn
10. EIGHTEEN YEARS LATER ___°°°___ CALANTHA THUNDER. Calantha hid in the storage room with the boy she liked - the Beta's son. They had promised to meet at twilight before her birthday. Now they were here, in the dark as she stared at his glowy eyes. "You'll be eighteen in an hour," he said to her, and then touched her shoulders. "This would mean everything to us." She nodded and smiled. "When I shift to my wolf, we would announce our relationship to my father." "And get married months after," the boy said and they both chuckled. "It feels surreal" she exhaled and held his hands. He moved steps closer to her and then his fingers slowly brushed her nipples. Calantha was startled, as she moved away from him. "What are you doing?" Her brows raised. "You promised me." He said. "I only promised you a kiss, but you cannot touch my body.
9. Queen Daphne walked with several guards into the forest. It was morning and the day was bright, the war had ended and several corpses were being dragged to be buried. Queen Daphne had returned to the palace and summoned guards to search for Drew since he had never come back.They spread out into the forest until one of them said. "We found him." Daphne rushed over to where they were and she saw Drew on the floor, one of his eyes plucked out as he lay unconscious. But he was still alive."Carry him" she ordered and the other guards carried Drew on their backs. They went back to the palace and he was given medications immediately. Daphne walked into the King's room. "We found him," she told her husband. He was in the room with the little wolf boy, Razor. "He was hurt by those monsters," she said and Razor's eyes met hers.King Godric exhaled. "Did you find Belena...and her child?"Daphne swallowed. She couldn't bel
8. Luna Philipa crawled back to the safe grove with her bloody thighs, ripped belly, and pale face. But she had ensured that the royal guard was also left in the same agony. She entered the small hut and tears ran down her cheek. "My child" her eyes turned red and her face was burning, she held onto her belly where blood was gushing out. The incident replayed in her head, her child was barely an hour old, how could... The humans! They were going to pay dearly for this! As she tried to lie down on the floor to calm her dizziness, her eyes drifted to a corner and she saw...a child. She sprang up immediately, her eyes broadening. She quickly remembered; she had told the woman to go into the safe grove and the woman had kept her child. Philipa stretched her hand toward the newborn, but flinched. "No" her lips trembled. "That's not my child." She cried. "That's not my heir" she whimpered, her teeth making a chattering noise. The newborn began to cry. "Shh. Sshh" Philipa hushed
7. Alpha Ragnar watched in terror as his wolves battled with humans. The humans were gaining a victory and the bodies of his wolves lay on the ground. The humans' plan to take the wolves down must have been perfectly orchestrated for this to happen. "Raid their town!" He heard the human guards say as they all trotted toward his wolf territory. He worried for the women and children he had left behind. Grabbing the hand of his beta, he let out a low whisper. "Go back home. Tell anyone who can survive to meet us at the borders! The war is over." The beta ran off as he had been ordered. Ragnar scampered into the palace looking for King Godric, his fist balled at the sides. Three guards stopped in front of him and he clawed them out of his way, shifting into his wolf form and fighting them with his Alpha's strength. He shifted back and walked to Godric's throne room, pushing the door with his feet. Ragnar stood still as several guards pointed arrows and swords toward him. "My
6. Luna Philipa cuddled her male child to herself. She had been groaning in pain after her twelve-year-old, Razor, ran off. She didn't know what to feel, pain for letting Razor go, or pain from her abdomen. She eventually went into labor and birthed her male pup, all on her own. She sat with her child behind a tree a little distance from the safe grove she had crawled out from when she was in labour. "My heir is here" she muttered kissing the forehead of her child. This was the child she had borne herself, the long-awaited heir. She knew, her husband, Alpha Ragnar would be so delighted at this news when he came for her. "We can talk about this, please." Philipa heard a faint voice in the forest where she was. A voice that was not hers. A frail...needy voice. "No. No. Please" she heard again, it was louder this time. Philipa held onto her child tightly as she stood up and took two steps forward toward the voice. "No." She told herself. She had to stay around the safe grove,