The Witch of Prophecy

THIRD PERSON'S POV

Olivia Lilan... a descendant of the most powerful witches in history and the princess and next-in-crown to the throne as the next queen for the Air Kingdom...

And just like any other kid at her age, she started training her body to the bones, though a bit early, as she started training at the age of 6, she surprised those who have doubted and underestimated her by thinking that her capabilities are only limited to that of her age.

Lilan's young and fragile body was shaped to be powerful yet majestic, dangerous yet magical... She tamed her body and made it so strong that it will be able to handle the dangers of her Gift. Trained her body with utmost care to be able to fight alongside death with no fear of the inevitable... Though she trained on her own will, happily even, of course, there were still times when she asked herself and her parents...

Why must I have to endure death-like training for just one single wish? Why must I and every kid in our world train so hard at such a young age? or Is there a world where we don't have to fight nor train with death's scythe on our necks?

Until, at the young age of 10, Lilan decided 'I shall go to a place where I don't need to train so hard! That shall be my wish once I win the survival competition!'

Even at her Gift coming age, when she got her Gift to control air, she still had that goal stuck in her mind and followed it by heart, though unknowingly. And even at the start of the competition when she already turned 15, it was still her one and only life goal. But what she also didn't expect was the very shocking news her family told her... 

She will be married to the next Alpha of an elite wolf pack and shall be the next Luna as she had ended up to be his Mate. And that her soon-to-be In-laws are going to be watching her together with their son.

Infuriated about marrying her off to a complete stranger and worse a wolf known for their obsessiveness with their Mates, She asked for his name. But since her family knows her very well, and how she becomes merciless to the people she detests, hence, they hid the name until the competition is over. 

Hearing about this Lilan just got angrier. Hence, she had one goal, to eliminate all-male wolves in the competition and torture them to death until they would answer if that guy is her fiancé. But life was never that easy... both of them started at both ends of the arena and as the battle gradually went on they both went farther from each other 

But still, regardless of her own goal, she still tried to eliminate everyone on her way to victory, still with her life goal in mind, and that she did, fascinating the audience as she used high-level and powerful wind spells and eliminated her opponent with just a spell or two, becoming proud of how she's doing, she didn't even fantom that her target of choice for elimination was doing as good as she is.

As if they had known each other for so long, both of their tactics were remarkably identical. And the most obvious and most identical one was that they were eliminating every opponent they encountered one after another without having a single scratch on their body. It was as if they had both planned this before entering the arena.

"The competition going now on its seventh day, exactly a week since the start of the competition. Only two more contestants remaining; Your highness, Princess Lilan Wind of the Air Kingdom, and The future Alpha of one of the elite wolf packs there is, Black Moon Pack, Ryan Launa"

Lilan's POV

Damn. If I am correct, then this is already the seventh day of the competition. Goddess, I'm so worn out already. I've been using difficult spells just to end the battles as fast as I could because I know for some reason that everyone I've battled so far isn't the guy that my family has decided to be my future husband and the next king of our kingdom. I mean how can they just give the title of the next King to just anyone that claims to have me as their mate?!

For the last few days, I've only been circling the center of the arena, and out of everyone I've encountered so far no one was strong enough to pose a threat to me winning this survival game. So in conclusion, everyone I've encountered so far is now goners to this competition.

I went up on a tall tree which I've been using as my lookout to see any players coming inside the perimeter, and that's when I saw a guy closing in. He seemed so carefree, unlike the other participants. 

I'd bet 10 gold coins that this guy is a wolf, who would think otherwise. Wolves are known to be for their obsessiveness, yeah sure but they are also known for their boastful and playful attitudes, so I'm pretty sure with this one.

But really there's this unsettling feeling and beautiful scent of dandelions the moment I saw him, and when our eyes met I knew one thing from that moment on. 

"Mate" my animal counterpart dragon, Phoebe said.

He's the guy I've been looking for, the reason why I'm competing so aggressively in this game.

That guy there, my best friend. And my Mate....?