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The Tale Of The Blue Wolf

Life is like a playground the gods use to play fate. Nineteen year old Velma has extraordinary and forbidden powers but is yet to wolf out making her an outcast in the society. When she finally does— at the blood moon festival, she is rejected by her mate the Alpha of Aysun because she's the wolf that was prophesied about. The coming of the Blue Wolf would be the beginning of chaos. Artemis is only an Alpha in replacement of his sister's dead mate. As Alpha he has the responsibility to protect the people and reinstate his sister back to her position. He is ready to go to any length to restore his sister's sanity and take revenge on who killed his sister's mate. When he finds out his mate is the blue wolf that was prophesied about, he must make a hard decision to abandon her in order to protect the things he holds dear to his heart. As events unfold, he realizes the deeper meaning behind the prophecy and unravels dark secrets; his enemies are closer than he thinks. Velma is the one that holds to the key to the chains that binds him but it might just be too late for him...

Inkbank · Fantasy
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205 Chs

Chapter One Hundred & Thirty Two: Nonsense Prophecies

"I did not think of a single thing."

"You did," was the reply that was a groan. "Your mind Velma," there was another groan. "Is a powerful tool."

"Have you been the one?" Velma questioned, shock over taking her countenance at the words Evgenikós had uttered. She had always thought that perhaps the moon goddess spoke to her.

"What?"

"The voice... In my head." She stared at Evgenikós, lines of confusion etched on her face. "I keep hearing it... My mind is a powerful tool."

"I am not in your head."

"But the voice... It..."

"Have you gone mad?" Evgenikós was saying standing up slowly. She gave a yawn and shook her head at Velma. "What voice do you speak of?"

What child does not know the voice of their mother?

Velma closed her eyes. The voice was there again; a tingling sensation traveling through her head. "So it is you, Celeena," she mumbled.