The legend of werewolves has been etched in human folklore for centuries. Half-man, half-beast creatures that roam the night, preying on the innocent. Their bites, a curse that dooms victims to a life of lunar transformations. But these are just myths, tales told to frighten children into behaving.
In reality, our world exists parallel to theirs, hidden from prying eyes. A world where werewolves are not monsters, but guardians, created to protect and serve. Our priorities are different from those of humans, our values shaped by a unique history.
Rogues, outcasts from our society, often flee to the human world, where they live in exile, hunted by human predators or manipulated by those seeking to exploit their gifts. Humans will never truly comprehend us, our motivations, or our way of life.
The real story of werewolves remains concealed, for if humans were to discover the truth, our very existence would be threatened. They would seek to exploit our powers, to harness our strength for their own gain. But there is no shortcut to becoming a werewolf; we are born, not made.
Our ancestors, pure-blooded werewolves, created a realm called Clythian, a sanctuary where we could live without fear of persecution. Initially, two packs ruled over Clythian, each led by a powerful alpha. However, as the years passed, tensions rose, and the packs went to war over issues of breeding and power.
The conflict ultimately led to the division of Clythian into nine packs, each with its own distinct culture and traditions. And then, there were the mates â soul mates, chosen by the moon goddess to complement each other perfectly.
As a child, I dreamed of finding my mate, of experiencing the deep bond that came with it. Growing up without my parents, I was raised by my aunt within the Shadow Pack. Through stories and observations, I came to understand the significance of mates.
But my illusions were shattered on the night of my eighteenth birthday, when I discovered my mate kissing my best friend in the woods. He was the future alpha of our pack, a ruthless and cunning individual who believed himself above the law.
His infidelity was just the beginning. As time passed, I realized that he was manipulative and controlling, using his power to exploit those around him. I became numb to the pain, but the wound never fully healed.
Until I decided to run away...