My name is Luna. I am human but the blood that runs in my veins is special. I never thought that this blood of mine could launch a thousand werewolves to fight in a war. I am an orphan. The only family I have was my brother. He was found dead in the woods. The police told me that wild animals killed him, but I don't believe them. A few days after my brother died, my best friend went missing. Someone kidnapped her. I searched for her until I found myself being chased by wild wolves in the forest. A grey wolf came and saved me. I woke up in a man's house. He was the most handsome man I've ever met in my whole life. He is a womanizer and a mysterious person. I felt scared when he threatened me not to leave his house. I thought he was a kidnapper who would take advantage of my innocence. But I was wrong, he is my savior. He is an alpha prince. He is my mate. Werewolves were after my precious blood. My mate is bound to protect me. For centuries powerful werewolf packs have been fighting for power. And now, they are not just fighting for power and influence, but fighting to have me and my blood. What's in my blood that werewolves would die fighting to have?
LUNA POV
I was looking at myself in the mirror wearing a gorgeous white gown. It was like a full-skirted ball gown typically featuring embellishments, sparkles, and beading. I felt pure happiness within me as I looked at my tousled hair pinned with flowers. My makeup was just soft and subtle. It was just enough. Just enough to enhance my natural beauty. I reached for my "Lily of the Valley bouquets." I've never thought this day would come. All I could feel was pure happiness. I glanced at myself once more in the mirror before leaving the room. As I went down the stair, my hands were sweating. I'm a little bit nervous now. I wished my parents were here to witness this important day in my life. How I wish I could hug and kiss them again.
As I opened the main door to step outside, the breezy air touched my skin. I felt a creepy feeling as I looked around.
In the garden, empty chairs welcomed me. "Where are the people?" I asked myself. My feet lead me to the altar where the groom should be waiting, but no one is there. I felt confused and my heart started to beat fast. I took a deep breath and continued walking.
It's getting dark now. I don't know what is happening. The wind was blowing and trees started to dance with it.
I looked into my bouquet and was surprised to see it slowly turning brown. The plants around start to die. I heard a painful howl. "What is that?"
I tried to look around but, all I saw was darkness. I heard another howling, and it was getting louder and louder. My blood ran cold, and it scared me so much.
Luna! Luna! A voice pulls me from my sleep against my will. I scrunch my eyes. It was just a dream.
"Luna!" I heard someone calling my name from outside the window.
"Luna, hey, are you awake?"
Shit, I saw my clock, and it was six in the morning.
"Luna, come down, hurry!"
"Dammit, I knew that voice, Elli my bitch best friend with blonde hair always in shorts and boots. What is she doing here?" Oh, let me guess, she is here to tell me that she fucked someone again in the club last night."
"Luna! Come with me!" she kept on shouting.
"Oh, I need to close my ears this time."
"Luna, your brother Tristan was found dead near the river!"
"What, did I hear it right?"
In just a blink of an eye, my whole world stopped.
Without even looking at myself in the mirror, I hurriedly ran down the stairs. I might mishear a while ago. I ran quickly and accidentally stepped onto my cat's tail Peebee. "Oh, I'm sorry Peebee."
I opened the door to look for Elli and saw her in front of my house. She looks so scared and cheeks wet in tears.
"What did you say?" tears started to form in my eyes.
"Tristan, ahm, he... He was found ahm, blood all over his body Oh, my God!" as Elli trembles in front of me.
"What? I don't understand. What do you mean, blood?" I felt like I want to faint.
"Just come with me, Luna."
Elli holds my hand and leads me the way to the river.
As we hurriedly walked, my world was spinning. I want to run out of breath. I'd never expected this day will come.
As the river came into view, there I saw the police and people murmuring and talking while looking at a body bath in blood. At first, I was hesitant to come near. My whole body was shaking.
Elli holds my hand tight and gave me a comforting hug. As we approached the crowd, I felt a stabbing pain in my chest as I saw my brother dead. There were lots of wounds on his body. "Who could have done this to him?" I knelt in front of my brother's body as the police tried to control the crowd. I heard Elli whispering something. I can't understand her anymore.
My mind was twisting, and I don't know what to do. It was just last night when I and my brother had dinner together. He cooked pasta and some fried chicken. We talked a lot and laughed together as he told stories about the funny things he witnessed in his workplace. He was always the clown in the family. He always makes me laugh when I am sad. He always reminds me to be good in school.
The police say that my brother must have been attacked by wild animals while in the place. "Wild animals? Why on earth would my brother come to the woods and be bitten by wild animals? I've never heard of such wild animals before," I told the police officer.
I remember how my brother hates the forest. He preferred to spend the whole time in the city rather than have a one-day vacation in the cabin in the woods.
"We need to investigate further, we will give you updates soon," said the police officer.
I turned to see Elli, her face was pale. Tears kept rolling down her face. We hugged each other. I still can't believe that my brother was dead.
I don't know what to say. He was the only family I have.
Both our parents died when we were kids. They died in a car accident while they were on their way to the downtown of Ashland here in Oregon.
Our loving Aunt Patricia took care of us. Just last year when Aunt Patricia died of cancer.
I am 22 years old and still in college. My brother works as a Physical therapist assistant. He works hard to support my studies. I told my brother that I wanted to be a journalist someday. We have relatives in Portland but I'm not that confident to ask for help from them.
I cried in pain, what will happen to me now?
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