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When Fate Decides

Fate caught Adria, a twenty-five-year-old orphan, unawares. It was an identity she had never prepared for. She got kidnapped by the Daris pack at a wedding party she attended, after she saw one of them transform. The Daris Pack, who were so determined to end her life, were struck by the discovery they made. Adira was a werewolf, belonging to the Cardias pack, but neither she nor anyone knew about it. After the discovery, she lived in denial and struggled to accept who she was. Adira not only discovered that she might be a werewolf like the pack claimed, she was also burdened by the responsibility to the whole werewolf packs that fate placed on her shoulders. She also discovered that she might be pregnant after a one night stand she had with the Alpha. After she was captured and tortured as a slave in the Cardias pack, Adira ran away from Nimma town and totally away from the pack. But fate had decided to dictate for her, she could no longer live her normal life. Will she accept her identity and the responsibility on her shoulders as the fated one to stop the iluma moon effect or live in pain for the rest of her life if she rejects her fate? As fate unraveled, she sought for better ways to survive.

Zita_Winner · Fantasía
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Strange discovery

The wind began to blow heavily, when Adira approached the wooden pot, causing the trees to dance at the command of the wind.

She stepped forward, bending down to take her own water, but the pot shattered into pieces before them. One of its pieces, slogged into her skin, causing her severe pains.

Everyone in the line began to move backwards, they couldn't understand what was happening. The wind blew harder, and immediately began to disperse everything in the shrine.

Adira lifted her head to meet the diviner. She was expecting him to at least explain what was happening, but her eyes had met a very dark gaze which pierced deep into her soul.

"I'm pleading we all exercise some patience."

The diviner sounded. He motioned his words, signaling them to maintain their usual calmness, but the wind was too heavy for them to stand. It dispersed the tree branches, and also made the women fight for their dresses.