Prologue

Rejection... the most beautiful woman to ever grace heaven, hell and immortality was rejected.

Serene silver hair spilled on her shoulder, glowing, straight thick waves falling to her waist. Her scarlet lips parted in shock, dark blue eyes showing nothing but fury.

"Are you seriously rejecting me, for a lowlife who isn't even born yet?" Her screech bounced off the magnanimous violet pillars adorned with black pearls.

Innumerable glass chandeliers embellished the dark room with the radiance of the sun. A throne was perched at the far end of the courtroom, on the elated ivory turf. Black roses laid on its path with their counterpart silver ones.

The man to reject the woman stood from the throne in all his mighty glory his leather black cloak trailing behind him. Grey eyes lively like thousand moons shining together stared into her blue ones making her breathing shallow. His chocolate hair with Amber streaks appeared to be softer than any silk, those chiseled features put all gods... each god combined to shame - The ruler of the Underworld, the supreme power wielder - King Hades.

His crimson lips curled into distaste. "Watch the way you talk about her." His deep, cocoa rich voice filled with chilling anger distracted her but as soon as her mind registered his words her eyes filled with malice.

"Do you even know whom you have rejected?" He did. He had said no to the moon goddess- Selene. The epitome of beauty, power and guardian of Wolves, the maker of Mates.

"I do" She stared at him. Her lips curved into a smile.

"You can have me, the most beautiful woman, we can share my powers, I can make you more than happy in this isolated cold place, her fingers traced his arm, you just have to leave her... leave the one who doesn't even exist... yet."

The sky thundered, frost forming on the floor. Her eyes widened a fraction on registering the calmness inside Hades' beautiful orbs... silence before Storm.

"WARRIORS! Escort the moon goddess out of the gates of the Underworld and make sure she never returns."

Two soldiers clad in armor with their swords came forward stepping towards the infuriated female. One hundred excruciating years... it had taken her one hundred years to gain her powers, to enter the underworld and it took him one breath to threw her out. Her mind swirled with blinding rage, this icy terrain never stayed at the same place in the cosmos, she had spent years of life finding it.

In the ashen world where everything was constantly in motion and ruinous in nature, Selene's love for Hades surprisingly was not greed but pure adoration but something dark was embedded in those eyes... evil.

She could not have him this time but she will have him soon and this time he will call her himself... he will be her king and she the ultimate queen of Supreme Underworld. If she can't stay here, he will... so will his terrain.

"I, Selene the creator of Mates, the moon herself curse you to be trapped in the underworld till a destined half rejects his mate, remember me King it will never happen... you will not be able to search for her. YOU WILL NEVER MEET HER!"

The werewolf history... no wolves have ever rejected their soul-mates, their other halves. It never happened and it was more likely it will never happen... he was trapped, chained in these majestic walls. He will say yes to her, he will be forced to.

Those lethal words dripping with poison rang as the goddess disappeared into the air.

"She will find me." His eyes closed with the floor rumbling with his wrath. "And when she does, her wrath will be fall upon you."

19 years later.

Black Moon Pack.

Persephone's POV

Droplets of water fell from the oblivion. My soul was on fire, my peace taken, world turned upside down.

Every year the mating ceremony ignited hopes in werewolves across the globe. Like every other girl I had dreams of finding my beloved soulmate and then I found him.

'Mate' the Black moon Alpha growled as he approached my stoic form- Alpha Adrian. He pushed me into his strong hold, tingles erupted on my skin as my body went tense... it felt wrong... it had felt wrong when I found out that he was my mate but the mate bond never deceived... it didn't lie.

He was known to be vicious and cruel, killing rogues even if they were innocent and inflicting unspeakable torments. A monster I had received in place of a mate and my body screamed every time he touched me... repulsive... his touch was vile, it made me feel like a worthless prostitute.

My heart had screamed for me to move away from him, the way his eyes glazed over my body lustfully make my stomach hurl its contents.

I was a member of his pack from past ten years and I couldn't even count the number of deaths due to his maliciousness. I knew what that man was made up of and such creatures were not meant to be loved.

His lips curled into distaste when he took in my dirty clothes, being an orphan in his pack has his perks... one was not having enough food and the second was being pushed around like dirt, note my sarcasm.

"Go get yourself cleaned sweetheart." He stroked my cheek softly but I couldn't help feeling go away, as I looked into his affectionate smile, I wanted to give this a chance, I didn't have a choice.

I didn't know but why the thought of giving Adrian a chance made my heart hurt.

You are mine Persephone.