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

The night air was cool and crisp, and Kael could see the mist rising from the gardens as he made his way through the darkened corridors. He kept a sharp eye out for any signs of movement, but the castle seemed deserted. 


As he reached the garden, he saw a figure waiting for him in the shadows. It was Lady Ophelia, her face pale and anxious in the moonlight. 


"Kael, thank you for coming," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the wind rustling through the trees. 


Kael nodded, his heart pounding with excitement. "What is it, Lady Ophelia?" he asked, his voice low and urgent. "What did you want to tell me?" 


Lady Ophelia hesitated, glancing nervously around the garden as if she feared being overheard. "It's about the child," she whispered. "I... I don't know if it's Lord Laurent's or... or yours." 


Kael's eyes widened in surprise. "But you told me earlier that it was Lord Laurent's child," he said, his voice confused. 


After Kael