Chapter one of; The White Wolf.
Author: Moonbunnie.
Blurb:
Elena Smith has gone through a fraction of the anguish, agony, sorrows, and grief. An abrupt invasion of the rogues, with the support of some strong sorcerers, reveals the existence of her father and all of her pack members, depriving her of becoming a rogue at a young age. She skimmed away from the invasion, but she was later kept as a slave for stepping into another's pack territory.
Warning::!!!! Warning: This story contains scenes of pandemonium and sexual activity that may be accelerated in some anthologies.
Please, this book contains a strong mature scene. Don't abuse, please.
Strictly 18+
Anyone under the age of 18 should read at their own risk.
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Chapter One:
Elena Smith's point of view.
Werewolves are a lot stronger and more powerful when the full moon transpires. I have always loved the dark twilight, and I am enthusiastic about the full moon. You may think it's werewolf stuff, but I just love discerning the full moon.
My name is Elena Smith. I am a werewolf. My parents are the alpha and the luna of the Moon Pack: alpha Richard Smith, and Luna Keerah Smith. Our pack is the second strongest pack in the world. My wolf, Aria, is pure white with golden eyes. It was an uncommon wolf. There has not been a white wolf ever since the first wolves. In my pack, we have different kinds of wolves.
My father's wolf was twice as large as any of the pack members, and it was pure black with an ocean blue pair of eyes. It looked so beautiful. My mother's wolf was a silver wolf with a silver pair of eyes. As the only child of Alpha and Luna, I was treated like a diva and adored by everyone in the pack, and I always got what I wanted, whether it was cars, grades, or friends.
Werewolves shift at the age of 14, but meet their mate at 18 years of age. They shift at 14, once their bodies can physically deal with the pain. The first transition is the most painful one; your bones crack, you grow fur, your nails turn into claws, your fingers turn into paws, and your mouth turns into a snout. But at age 12, I was able to shift, unlike the other werewolves. I shifted fast at the age of 12. It was awful, but thanks to my father and mother, I was able to withstand it.
My father says, "I think you are a special one; your wolf is pure white."
My mother says, baffled. "Shifting too early, I don't understand why the moon goddess allowed this."
It was the first time I met my wolf, Aria. She's big and large, unlike a normal wolf, and friendly. We both went running together. It was an incredible impression.
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Alpha Monarch Ryder, Standpoint.
In the office…
I was in the office doing some pack work. My fist was intertwined in my hair as I looked so exhausted from doing all this paperwork. It was so tedious.
I was the Alpha King of the Blood Moon Pack, the strongest of the packs in the world, comprising over 1,000 pack members, and we were also one of the largest. I was a noble alpha king. I'm ruling and governing my pack alone. People describe me as a ferocious, ruthless, and bloodthirsty beast. Some call me a cruel and violent alpha, but I don't care; I was only cruel and merciless to those who stood in my way. I am yet to find my true mate. I have always yearned for my true mate, my one and only love and queen. I will not accept anyone just because the elders keep bugging me to make one of our female pack members my queen. Hell no.
I keep whores in my pack that pleases me with their bodies anytime I am on, but that does not make me make them my queen. I love fucking Sophia the most because she's good in bed. Sophia, was my warrior, pack member, and whore, and she has been so devoted to me to this day, telling me to make her my queen. My wolf, Ray, hates her and her idea of making her my queen. He only yearned for his mate, our mate, our only true mate, and queen, and he always begs for control to annihilate her once and for all. He's unhappy about my determination, about making her my whore and sleeping with her.
"What will our mate think of us?" If she gets to find us and knows about this bitch you are keeping and fucking with, she's going to hate us," Ray lamented. He keeps pestering me about his mate.
"I swear I'll stop fucking her right now.
If I get to meet our mate. Our mate will be our first priority. I promise," I say, persuading the nagging Ray.
"I hope so, and I hope she won't despise us," he says. "
"She won't hate us, relax okay." I uttered.
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Warning: This story contains scenes of violence and sexual activity, which may trigger some readers.
