Marianne_2020

Nancy Neo was a nomad who traveled around towns and cities. Her family decided to settle in Akin City which promised peace and safety. However, beneath the surface, Akin City was not as safe as it seemed. Nancy felt lonely and isolated in her life and did not know that there were secrets in the modern world she lived in. One of these secrets was the existence of werewolves, who were hidden from the public's gaze.

One night, Nancy stumbled upon a werewolf pack's celebration while exploring a new territory. She witnessed a primal revelry under the silver light of the full moon. As she watched from the sidelines, the alpha of the pack noticed her. To her surprise, it was her lover, Baby, who was the alpha of the pack. Nancy was confused and struggled to accept the revelation that her lover was a werewolf. She stood at the intersection of two worlds - one of human fragility and the other of primal power. Only time would reveal the secrets and the path she was destined to tread in the city that promised peace and safety but delivered unexpected twists and mysteries.

The Alpha's Human Luna

"But where is the priest?" Nancy asked me curiously.

"Those two are priests themselves, remember they are wizards and witches more powerful than a priest," I mumbled and I know it didn't sit well with her.

"This looks like a circus, not a wedding," Barbara commented sarcastically and I rolled my eyes at her comment.

"Shhhhs," Nancy silenced her, paying close attention to what was going on.

Roland and Anne dressed in a royal red robe, Nancy was right it does look like a red night affair luckily they changed the red roses.

There were different kinds of candles lit up as they danced in a funny way around them. I must say they don't look bad together at all.

The little crowd gathered was a distance away, so no one could really hear what they were saying or chanting.

"Tell Roland to find ways and means to exchange vows, Nancy is getting suspicious," I said through my mind to Patrick blocking everyone else from hearing it.

The red wedding