She Belongs To The King

This is a little red riding hood retelling. What if Red was born a cursed blood and used as a weapon? What if she ran away and fell into the arms of the big bad wolf and he claimed her as his mate? What if….the story was played out differently with the stakes higher than the death of an old lady? Wouldn’t you be curious to know how it ends? How it plays out? What if little red was claimed and now the story is like a spin on a fairytale, and a werewolf romance? Adele Johansson, aka little red, is a twenty two year old female with a curse flowing through her veins. This curse allows her to see supernatural creatures and hurt them. She and her clan the humans greatest weapon against the werewolves and other creatures. She's been a prisoner all her life, and just wants to remove her powers so she doesn't have to suffer. When she overhears information of an old lady who has magical prowess, red finally has the strength to escape. But she didn't know who's forest she ran into. She didn't know the path leading to the old lady's home was being watched by a dangerous man. She didn't know the stories of the big bad wolf. Derek Reid was summoned to earth hundreds of years ago, to defend a dying specie. The werewolves. They had no sense of survival, and were dying to other creatures. He came in to be their king, and he completely changed their lives. Even as barbaric, and as deadly as he seemed. The humans were the weakest, but they didn't know of the world beyond. Until something changed. Until they could finally see, which meant Derek had to kill without remorse. Deeming the monstrous title of the big bad wolf. Even his own people are afraid to speak their opinions to him. He longed for a mate. He longed for a woman who wouldn't fear him. He longed for someone to call his own. So when red falls into one of his traps and her scent gets to him, he knows he can never let her go. She doesn't fear him, she fears him using her like the humans did. But Derek vows to protect her. And to make her fall in love with him. Even though she tries to escape, and refuses to let her guard down. Their souls has already been tied by fate. Except; “You're a monster. Let me go!” He chuckles, but I've said nothing funny. “Oh sweet red, didn't you know? You were mine the second our paths cross. I may be a monster, but I'll never let you go.”