Wof Prophecy Novels & Stories

That’s why he’s fighting hard to separate them, but the prophecy? The prophecy that the child of the royal vampire and werewolf will end up destroying the world. That called for chaos. “Uriel, you can’t let our child die,you have to do something.” Ophelia grabbed onto his arms as the wind gained more strength, whipping hard against her skin. A sign that her father’s army will soon be here. Uriel nodded at her words. “First, you need to hide.”He said, going to take her hand but she pulled away from him.

“Because I am her.” Stunned silence followed. It was so quiet, I could hear the rustling of clothes as a few adjusted their positions. “The prophecy speaks of a she-wolf who will rise to unite humans, hybrids, and werewolves,” I continued. “Not through domination. Not through war. Through unity. Through shared purpose. Through something none of us have truly trusted in for generations—peace.” They looked at me like I’d grown another head. “This can’t be true,” someone muttered.

“Rafael. What does it mean?” He finally turned back to me. “It means you weren’t just born different, Ophelia. You were made different. The bound wolf. The bloodless scent. It was never a curse. It was design.” My legs nearly gave out. “By who?” “We don’t know. The prophecy’s origins are lost. Some say it’s tied to the Moon Goddess herself. Others… to something darker. But it always ends the same.” “How?” “With war.” Later that night, I couldn’t sleep.

We’d met and rejected our mate in the span of five minutes, and worse, he couldn’t even feel her wolf. “Remember the prophecy was cle-” “To hell with that ridiculous prophecy,” Raka snapped. “Go get our mate back. We're too old for this.” “Exactly! We are.” I shot back. “And she's too weak, Raka. She wouldn't survive Romano Crest,” I said plainly. That shut him up. “Penny for your thoughts?” Alessia asked, coming into view. I was so engrossed in my thoughts I didn't realised she walked in. Normally, I would have heard her steps before she got to the door. Curse this.

“I did not say he can’t be killed.” Edric looks like he’s about to snap, but as always his voice is calm when he speaks. “There’s nothing in the prophecy.” “No, there won’t be, will there?” Darius shoots back. “I told you, he was removed from our texts.” “The prophecy states that the chosen one will heal the broken wolves,” I say. I poured over that prophecy and every conceivable interpretation for hours. “She will unite the tribes, wipe out injustice, and lift up the downtrodden so werewolf-kind will live as one in peace.”

The light means someone is happy? Alpha turns back to us. “ What do you know about the Prophecy Child?” he asks. What does that have to do with anything? “ It is a myth.” Isabelle said. We have all grown up with stories from the Elders about the Goddess prophecy. Some great being that will unite the packs to bring down Valerose. But no one has seen or heard of this being. “ That is where you are wrong, miss. But I think it would be better if we showed you.” Alpha said. “ If you will follow me,” he said. Stone steps forward “ Yes, follow the Alpha. We need to see this.” I am curious myself but now that Stone is urging me I really want to see.

It made him able to claim me as his without anyone questioning him. However, it also made me run away and run straight into Orion's arms. Would we have met without the prophecy? I’d like to believe we would have met anyway, but I can’t be sure. Most of the prophecies the seer or her little girl made are simple ones. Alpha Ethan’s prophecy had to do with choosing one or the other—in his case, his sons. Jordan’s prophecy about losing everything. Hearing that may have made things worse. There is no telling what the impact of our prophecies was exactly.

"Come on, old woman, I'm waiting!" Before she began, she took a deep, exaggerated breath. "The prophecy states that the chosen one is the Alpha, born with the gift of telekinesis. He shall be mated to the seventh daughter of the Sun God, Helios. Together, they shall be the most powerful rulers of the supernatural world. They are destined to bear a child that will inherit all the powers of the Sun God." She gazed at me with an expression I couldn't read. "That's it?" I questioned. I felt like there was more to the story than she let on.

Though her predictions were not always accurate, a sense of foreboding gripped me, as if this prophecy was already unfolding. "The prophecy stated, 'Your true form shall only come after your first test. The enemies shall rise against you in the world's four corners, and death shall give birth to a greater evil. You shall run wild, and only the kiss of the purest wolf shall restore you.'" Though the events appeared out of sequence, they were undeniably unfolding. Tears blurred my vision, cascading down my face as I succumbed to grief. Cupping Slade's face in my hands, I pressed my lips to his, desperately seeking any flicker of life.