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The Moon Goddess' Chosen

Humans and Werewolves have lived together in this world for nearly four hundred years... Since the appearance of the first two werewolves, royals, given this power by the moon goddess herself. In a world where humans and werewolves live together in a tight and uncertain collaboration filled with mistrust and pretence, hunters exist to keep the peace while rogues exist to disrupt it. Two children are born... destined to put a stop to all the bloodshed and suffering, but not everyone likes the idea of a world with peace between the werewolves and the humans..... With the Moon goddess along with the Prometheus, the god of mankind only able to watch and provide assistance where possible without breaking divine laws, the question still stands. Will her Chosen Ones be able to accomplish the task at hand..... The Rogue King strives to keep the two from ever uniting, forcing the them to lead lives that can never be described as normal, but can be called interesting... ..................................

kizitomayanja · Fantasy
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590 Chs

Suspicious Gang Of Thugs

Deep in the forest, a group of suspicious beings walked through the woods, their movements barely perceptible. From how smoothly they navigated the woods and based on the confidence in their stride, it could be deduced that they knew where they were going.

To an oblivious observer, they didn't seem to be going to the palace, however, it was their target. Their relaxed journey led them to a deep pit with fresh dirt forming its edges from the digging that had been taking place there.

The leader of this suspicious group repulsively stepped onto a mound of dirt, cursing under his breath. Standing over the edge of the deep dark pit, he waited. 'Being a parent is a true liability. Makes sense that the rogues were able to crush those hunters in the last war.' 

The leader's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of panting coming from inside the pit. He took a step back and watched a man climb out of the dark pit with a shovel in hand.