CHAPTER 1 The Prophecy.

"Impossible, What? A sheer youngling wolf? Beat half of my Elite wolves" A handsome tall man with gel-back hair boomed, his voice filled with outrage and a bit of utter mockery. The office was filled with tension. The king stood in front of the shaky wolf, his eyes solemn and filled with rage. "Y…—yes…..My king". The chief of the elite wolves replied, visibly shaking out of anxiety. "Tell me something, Thane. Start afresh, I want to know how such a weak wolf was able to escape the clutches of elite forces like yourself," he said while crossing his arms "Sire, it's much complicated. We didn't know how it happened. We were only…….." Thane trailed off. The wolf king sat on his leather seat, his eyes glanced at his elite chief wolf. "I'm not in the mood for any of your nonsense talk Thane," King Wulfric Cador was beginning to feel irked just as he had been feeling for the past few months. Thane began to shake his head tactically in protest, "My king, he is young but we shouldn't underestimate his abilities, he is still the son and heir to the Hall's family, he's still a White wolf" Although Thane stood visibly shaking, he needed to tell his king was happened or he'll be dead. A prominent frown on his face, "Thane tell me what happened!" a loud growl emitted from the king, making everyone shiver in fear. "Sire, we were patrolling the pack house and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Not even a scent was carried by the wind. We only saw dark shadows running away from the pack house and we gave it a chase" Thane said straightforwardly. "We caught up to the shadow and found out it was the don of the Halls family but before we could take any action to subdue him, he…." Thane dropped his head in disappointment. "He what?" the king questioned crunching his nose in annoyance. "He…..he defeated my team and ran away" Thane let out, kneeling before King Wulvric. The chief of the elit wolves knelt before the king, head bowed in shame, "I'm so sorry, sire, I know I have failed you ''. Thane lowered his head further as if expecting the king to strike him down any moment. The king was not in a good mood. "An ordinary white Wolf defeated and escaped under your watch" he let out. King Wulvric stared at Thane for a long time, his sharp jaw clenched. He stood from his leathered chair and walked over to him, raising his chin. "Indeed you have failed me, Thane '' he said, his voice cold as ice, impossible to thaw, "but I will not kill you, not yet. Instead, you will track that white wolf down. You will bring him to me or do not return at all. For you will face a fate worse than death. Do you understand?" Thane stared up at the king, his face filled with dread. "Y— yes my king, I will not fail you again" he stammered. "See that you don't," king wulvric said. A figure draped in red slid past Thane and knelt in front of the kindling. "Your Highness, my king," The stammering voice of the high priest said, a sense of fear in his voice. An eminent frown appeared on King Wulric's face, "Now is not the time for this High priest, I need action, not prophecy. I don't care what the moon goddess has to say, except she can solve my issue and grant me eternal power and control of the supernatural world" The king blew up. The high priest was lost in thought for several seconds, his face contorted in anguish. He didn't know how to inform his king of the prophecy he saw, "Your majesty, you must listen to me, this prophecy entails the survival of our kind, the Black wolves. The moon Goddess prophecy is mysterious and Clear, we must heed to it" he tried to plead. King Wulfric's face contorted in a stupor, "What prediction? Is it going to grant me my supreme power and control or with those imposters that call themselves Wolves," The high priest, Zander, closed his eyes. A few seconds later, he opened it and his eyes were completely white. A characteristic of a seer. "In the light of the blood moon, despair shall grip the heart of Were-kind, the balance between the White and black wolves has been shattered. The Wolfkind have flouted the laws of nature. A child born from the purity of the lunar sky, a child with power equal to that of the Wolf King. The Wolf King of the black wolves and the she-wolf of the white wolves will battle under the crimson sky, a moon drenched in blood and purple petals. On that fateful night, the final battle will take place, and the fate of the supernatural world will be decided: WHITE or BLACK WOLVES.” The high priest recited the prophecy feeling fear gripping his soul. "Our actions and war must have angered the Moon Goddess and this is our punishment. We must end this mindless war and settle to prevent the anger of the Goddess" He blurted out, looking at the king to see his reaction. King Wulvric stood, his back straight, "Seer, you have undermined and disrespected me in my home. Do you think a lowlife she-Wolf could destroy me? I have reigned with absolute power. You must be crazy like the moon goddess for me to give up to those white dogs" the insult towards the Goddess paled the high priest. "MY KING, YOU CANNOT BREAK THE BALANCE OF NATURE, HEED MY WARNING. DON'T LET YOUR PRIDE BE THE DEATH OF WE ALL" The high priest burst, his body shaking with fear from the prophecy, hands shaky. "You are a well-respected elder in this packed house but do not overstep your boundaries. I've tolerated much of your nonsense enough so has my father but you think yourself superior. Leave NOW" King wulvric said angrily, beginning to walk towards the large seat of the large office. "THIS IS ABOUT THE SURVIVAL OF THE WOLF KIND, IT ISN'T ABOUT ME OR ANYONE ELSE. IT'S ABOUT THE POPULATION OF THE WOLF KING GOING COMPLETELY EXTINCT." Priest Zander didn't care anymore. The respect and fear he once held for the king is gone now, replaced with a newfound fear of the prophecy. "WE MUST SAVE OUR SPECIE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE THE GODDESS SPEECH". "YOU MUST OBEY……" the words of the high priest seized immediately replaced by a cracking sound followed by a wet noise. A headless body lay dead with blood gushing from its headless neck. "I've tolerated much of his nonsense" King wulvric wiped his bloodied hands, looking at the chief of elite wolves, Thane who has been quiet since but now standing with bulging eyes staring at the dead body of the priest. The prophecy did bear fear into his soul but seeing the result of high priest Zander, he couldn't utter a single word of retaliation. "Clean this up and Find me the boy and this so-called She-wolf." He commanded angrily. Thane nodded, immediately dragging the dead body of the priest away from the King's office. "And…" the king's words stopped him in his tracks. He looked at the cold stare from his highness. "Do not let this word get out or it'll be the end of you" Thane immediately nodded, running as fast as his werewolf's speed could take him.