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The full moon shone brightly in the night sky, its light illuminating the temple grounds. The priestess stood alone at the altar, her hands clasped together as she prayed to the goddess of the moon. She had been summoned here by an ancient prophecy, one that said a chosen one would come to rectify a mistake made long ago.

The priestess opened her eyes and looked around expectantly, but no one was there with her except for a slight breeze rustling through the trees. Then suddenly, out of nowhere, she heard a soft voice whisper into her ear:

"Alpha Hendrix discarded his own daughter and branded her an evil twin." The priestess gasped in shock – Alpha Hendrix was an infamous figure in the kingdom, and his daughter had been banished long ago. She had no idea why she was being told this now.

The voice continued, "Only he can rectify this mistake. He must be made to know of it." The priestess shivered at these words – how could she make Alpha Hendrix aware of what he had done?

Suddenly, a