Her Luna, His Alpha

The Holy Sword

Getting to her room, Silva decided to prepare her things herself, since she didn't want to bother the Omegas who were busy. Besides, they wouldn’t know what she needed.

The blood gene is grouped into three, the Alpha which is the strongest wolf, known for powerful fighting spirit, the second which is the Beta, Mostly known as the supportive Gene, they are known for their intelligence, which is able to assist a Alpha in leading the pack, and lastly the Omegas, known for their weakness, and that is why they are given the lesser work in a pack but they are useful in every way.

Werewolves get tested on the night of their 18th Birthday, to determine their kind of genes, the same goes to Silva too.

The night she got tested, everyone thought she would be a Beta like her mother, even Silva thought so as she had always wanted to be a healer like her mother, but to the rejoice of her pack and unfortunately for her she turns out to be an Alpha. Thinking of how she went out for a breath of air because she was sad and how she sensed her mate that same night which made her lose control of her mind and senses as the mate bond was too powerful for her to handle

which caused her to lose her virginity to that man. Thinking of that man, Silva gritted her teeth in anger, she didn’t want to meet him again but now she has no choice.

Packing her things and weapons, her hand touched came to a stop, picking a painting of her parents, she traced their faces, she wondered why the moon goddess is so unfair, how could he take her parents from her, they were so nice and loving, their relationship was so peaceful.

She remembered when she was so young, she was amazed by the level of closeness her parents showed, wondering if they ever fought which prompted her to ask.

“ Mother, have you ever fought with my father? Young Silva asked

Her mother who was combing her hair looked at her in surprise, not understanding how their conversation got to this.

“Yes we do have disagreements, so why do you ask Baby? Her mother asked

“Because I have never seen you both quarreling, but I saw other couples quarreling, Liam said it’s normal for couples to have misunderstandings, and he said couples who don't have, are not real couples, mother is it true?

She remembered her mother laughing so loud, and being confused about what's funny, but later understood that her parents do have disagreements like normal couples but they make sure to hid it from their child, and the pack, as they were leaders and a little disagreement can jeopardize the entire pack.

Walking to the wall of the room, Silva pushed a secret button, a door opened as Silva entered into the dark secret room. Walking with familiarity, she ventured deeper into the room , after walking for some minutes, the room slowly brightened, showing the interior of the room.

The room was painted white, everything was white except the blue sword standing alone in the middle, Silva looked at the precious sword she inherited from her father.

The sword is named after the Holy Grey pack, called The Holy Sword, its spirituality was so pure and can only be used and will only accept the true blood of the Ancestors.

Walking to the sword, Silva chanted some words, her back straight a she closed her eyes, a minute passed when suddenly the sword came out of its shade, Silva chanted faster as if she felt the sword becoming more powerful, the sword flew to her side, it’s blade pierced Silva’s finger gently, blood dropped from her cut down to the blade, with the sword absorbing it, the more it’s absorbed the more shiny it’s become while Silva grew weaker.

Silva opened her eyes immediately after the sword absorbed some of her blood, her eyeball turned blue.

“Glowl!!!!!” Silva's voice shook as she shifted to her wolf form.

Silva’s Wolf stood elegantly in the middle of the room, her wolf as white as snow without any tints. Her cold eyes were blue and beautiful, she stood majestically in the middle of the room for a while before running back to her room.

Silva stood in front of her mirror in her wolf form, she looked at her wolf in amazement. The first time she shifted was on her 18th birthday but she wasn’t able to see herself because of the situation of finding her mate. And the other time she used her wolf was when fighting war, where everyone was bothered about their life and death. Now looking at her form, she was very satisfied, she knew her wolf form wouldn’t be bad but she didn’t know she would look this good.

Looking at her wolf, Silva noticed the unnoticed sign on her forehead, Silva observed it closely and noticed it was different from the one her father had. Her father’s wolf was black, and the sign he had on his forehead is a sword symbol which symbolizes a true bloodline king, but hers is a wings, she looked at the Wings shaped in a heart drawing on her forehead and was baffled, but thinking it’s was supposed be be like that as she was a Female Luna and not a male.

Calling back the power of the sword was no easy thing, as it represented the true strength of an Alpha king. It’s only willing to follow the true Alpha of the Holy Grey pack till the Alpha dies, and when its master dies, it comes back to this same room and waits for the next Alpha King.

“Ohhhhh !!! Am so tired and dizzy.... Silva knew the sword acknowledgment meant being weak for some time. Shifting back, she moved to the bed to sleep as she knew she would face some difficulties along the way.

The Next Day.

Silva was awoken by the noises coming from the outside, standing up, she felt refreshed as it’s been long she had a good sleep.

Carrying her bag on her shoulders, she looked around her room, her eyes blurred with tears, she never expected her pack will get to this stage, a stage where they leave their home to seek protection from a strange pack. Hoping everything turns out well, she left for outside as she needed to address her people.