Nelly_Comfie

The Castle Palace..

"No Papa, I won't marry Ishaka!" Tahira screamed at her father as he just told her the worst news she had heard throughout that day.

With a deep and calm voice, King Cashito asked his daughter, "Who would you have yourself get married to?"

"To someone I love" Tahira said. The palace throne started making rattling sounds, and when it did, it meant only one thing; the king was loosing his temper.

Tahira noticed that look in her father's eyes, she knew he was about to loose it, but, she still stood her ground. That was the only way she could get herself out of the situation.

"Do you realize who Ishaka is?" The King asked again.

"I know, he's the strongest Alpha wolf in the pack. I know he's the greatest warrior we have, I know he has proven himself beyond reasonable doubts that he's worthy but, that isn't the kind of mate I want Papa." Tahira said.

"You must marry Ishaka, and that's final." The King said.

"I will not marry Ishaka, Father!" Tahira screamed and turned to leave her father's presence.


With a deep and reverberating voice, The King Shouted his daughter's name "Taaaaaaaaahhhhhhiiiiiirrrrraaaaa!!"

Tahira turned to notice that her father had shifted form. He had already changed from his human form to a gigantic alpha wolf. The castle walls were dripping with stones like it were about to collapse. He growled so loud that any other werewolf would have trembled in fear. Including the almighty Ishaka, but, Tahira was no ordinary werewolf.

*WARNING* mature content!!

The Were in The Wolf

Queen Sabrina sat in the darkness of the dungeon, her eyes closed as she focused on the subtle sensations that filtered through the cold stone walls. She had been imprisoned for what felt like an eternity, with only the occasional visit from the Vampire Lord to break the monotony. 


But today was different. Today, she sensed something new, something that made her heart skip a beat. It was a scent, a familiar scent that she hadn't smelled in years. It was the scent of her daughter, Tahira. 


Queen Sabrina's eyes snapped open, and she sat up straight, her mind racing with possibilities. How was it possible that Tahira was here, in the castle? And why couldn't she sense her daughter's presence more clearly? 


As she pondered these questions, Queen Sabrina became aware of another sensation, a tingling in her fingers that seemed to be growing stronger by the minute. It was her witching abilities, stirring to life after years of dormancy. 


Motherly Instinct