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Erondale

Raleigh is a wolf/goddess, that has no idea that she is. Her mother has had her wolf and magic bound. Her mother believes that she is part of a destiny. One that involves, Prince Chris, whose father has also bound his powers. Both being descendants of god's, and in Rae's case, a goddess. They can control elements. Rae's is the wind while Chris controls storms. They have a job to do. Neither know of their powers until they are awakened. No one knows that Hades is coveting Rae. She's powerful being a full blown goddess that has been given powers. He wants her with him and Persephone.He hides in the shadows and commits a series of murders to attempt to keep people away from her. What he doesn't realize is that Rae is fated to, not just one but, two mates. One Alpha wolf and one demi god. Prince Chris has a destiny. He's told at a young age that he is going to have a destined queen but that he won't know who she is until the goddess tells him. In an effort to respect that queen, and his best friend, he decides to break his best friends heart. She can never know how much he truly loves her. Toby, watches Rae grow up with a sense of needing to protect her. With wolves being almost extinct, he never expects to find his fated mate. When he does, he has to leave her in the midst of girls being murdered that are similar to her. What happens when they find out that they are all fated? Will they accept it? What happens when they find out has a secret child? What happens when they bring the attention of the hunters? Will Rae fulfill her destiny?

Amber Ivers · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
109 Chs

Chapter 17

There is blood everywhere. My heart stops as I see Erin kneeling beside someone. I rush over to her, dropping on my knees when I reach her. She is trying to stop the bleeding that’s leaking out of her date’s chest. I rip the bottom of my dress, roll it up, and press it against the open wound.

“What happened?” I whisper shout.

“I don’t know. I don’t know.” She mutters.

“Did you see who it was?”

I give her a quick glance. She is pale and her eyes are wide.

“Erin?”

She shakes her head slowly. Where is everyone? I glance around and notice several people on the ground. My stomach sinks. I grab a hold of Erin’s hand and put it over the wound.

“Do not let go! You hear me?” When she doesn’t respond, I ask a little louder. “Erin, do you hear me?”

“Yes.” She whispers.

“Good.”