Mated With My Father

Mated With My Father: 1

It would be an insult to call him an Alpha. Its title is War. Destruction. He is the cruelest werewolf there is. The ultimate, unchallenged ruler, the Original Werewolf.

The Original Werewolf is the first werewolf created by the Moon Goddess. He is Unleashed madness. Breastfed not with milk but blood.

He rules with an army of around thirty other Laric werewolves, who unconditionally follow his command. They go by the name Kri, which means "Mated with Blood." They are not a typical werewolf pack. They don't have Betas, Gammas, etc, only Larics. After The Original Werewolf, they are the second strongest werewolves.

They differentiate from other werewolves, not only by strength and speed, but by size. In their wolf form, their height can go over 13 feet high. Their senses, especially smell and sight, are much better than those of the average werewolf. Because of their enhanced senses, they don't have to wait 18 years to find a destined one. With their powerful senses of smell, they can recognize not only their own but each other's mates as well.

But it didn't matter, because when they found their mates- they always, always, killed them. They are living by the rule that was unheard of in the werewolf community. No pack member, including the Original werewolf, is allowed to have a mate. Whoever disobeyed was punished by death. Therefore, it was public knowledge that, if opportunity shows, other Larics should kill not only their own, but more so often, mates from other Larrics as well. This practice prevented someone from resisting or instinctively protecting their own mate and thus compromising his own life. Not to have to do it yourself was mercy shown to Larics.

Instead of mating with their mates, they mate with random shewolves and if the baby turns out to be a girl, it will be killed shortly after it is born. Only male offspring is allowed to survive. The only exception is the Original werewolf. He is allowed to keep both female and male offspring alive. His blood is simply too precious and rare to be terminated. Even if it flows in a female body.

Everyone in the world asks themselves the same question- If they are capable of killing their own mates and female children, can you imagine what they could do to you?

My name is Sarai I live in a dungeon owned by the Original werewolf, Jarsolav Tacin. When I was born, I was put in this rotting cell for unknown reasons. What is my sin?- I don't know. Why did the original werewolf took interest in me and why is he torturing me with this life of misery? - I don't know. I have never even seen him! No one of the guards is allowed to speak to me. All I know is my own name. This is all I am allowed to know about myself and my existence.

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