The Alpha's Rejected Luna

Chapter 9: The Prophecy

CHAPTER 9: The Prophecy

The old Alpha from the hall was standing behind a tree. He had followed them. He was the oldest wolf in the Northern packs.

He stepped out slowly. "Goddess Wolf... please forgive me for following you."

Elara turned quickly, her eyes glowing. "Who are you?"

"I am Alpha Eldric. I was there 30 years ago when the last Goddess Wolf died. And I heard the prophecy," he said, bowing his head.

Kael stood up. "What prophecy?"

Eldric looked at both of them, at their glowing marks. "The prophecy says: The white Goddess Wolf will return when a broken mate bond heals itself. She will be the most powerful Luna ever, but her power will only be complete when she forgives her mate."

Elara and Kael both looked at each other.

Elara laughed coldly. "Forgive him? Never. My power is already complete. I don't need him."

Eldric shook his head. "No, child. Your power is not complete yet. You have the white wolf shadow, but you don't have the full Goddess form yet. I saw it. Your shadow has no wings yet. The true Goddess Wolf has silver wings."

Elara touched her back instinctively.

"When you forgive him truly, from your heart," Eldric continued, "your wings will come. And then you can save all werewolves from the darkness that is coming."

"What darkness?" Kael asked.

Eldric's face became serious. "A darkness from the South. Rogue wolves, but not normal rogues. They have no wolves inside. They are controlled by something evil. Only the full Goddess Wolf can stop them. And she needs her Alpha by her side."

Elara was quiet. She didn't want to believe it.

Kael looked at Elara. "Elara, I don't care about the prophecy or power. I just want you to know I am sorry. But if the packs are in danger..."

Elara closed her eyes. "I need time. Leave me alone. Both of you."

Kael wanted to say more, but Eldric put a hand on his shoulder. "Let her go, boy. The Goddess needs time."

They both watched as Elara walked deeper into the dark forest, her silver mark glowing, her shadow following her — a shadow with no wings... yet.