Chapter 1
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Chapter 1
***CEREBUS***
It was a fine sunny day, a normal day for me after school.
It has become my habit or duty to look after Esmeralda growing up. I couldn't even complain, I love watching her.
I love how she reads, I love how she smiles, I love how she pouts andI love being with her.
Being with Esmeralda is like living a normal life.
But my Father, The Dires Alpha King, Lycaon told me stories on how the God Zeus granted his lifr and how he cursed him to be a monster that everyone fears.
Growing up, I know stories. Growing up, I know that we shouldn't disclose anything about us to other normal people since thay fear us.
I couldn't blame them, really. Since even before I was born, there were some of us who hunts and killing people mercilesly.
The Wargs.
You see, Wargs is also a Werewolves. Just like us.
But they are this black haired and ravenous kind.
Father told me that The Wargs Alpha is Bratvae. His unknown brother who got included into the God's wrath to my Father.
Father, dedicated his life shaping me into protection and strong mode. In his own words, our kind is grateful enough to protect that God's bloodline, who is The King, Apollo, his wife and his only daughter, Esmeralda.
Even if I wasn't grateful to the God, for making us into this blood-thirsty monster, I am more than willing to protect Esmeralda.
But, Mom's words; "Remember what your role is in this world, Carebus in order to survive. You cannot love an Esmeralda. There will come a time a person or even our own kind who will imprints you. And then you will know that she is the one for you."
When I asked her how can someone imprinted on another one or what was it like to be imprinted to someone, she doesn't even know.
She just told me that I will know.
Now, we have more than a hundred kinds of Dires all over the world since the God cursed us.
Father is the Alpha, and he told me soon that it will be me so I have to be strong, be a leader and responsible.
Pressure was my only enemy.
How come a nineteen year old boy will managed to control all of those ravenous monster all over the world?
"He proposed to me."
Those words kept on ringing on my ears like a painful bell.
I looked up to see Esmeralda wasn't reading her book at all.
She was sitting under the apple tree, the sunshine was hitting her innocent and beautiful face whilst looking at me.
I sat down from being lying in the grass with a book on my hand.
"Who?" That is the only thing I can asked.
"You know who, Gwynedd." She answered a huff.
A stabbing pain coursed inside me that stirs something so ammicay painful from my chest. "He is a great person, kind and.."
"I don't like him." She said, then I stopped and looked at her.
"--But you know that is not how this works, right?"
She put her arms around her and pout her lips "Mother has been setting me up with him for seems like forever." She complains. "--like I couldn't even have to decide for myself."
I smile a small smile, Esmeralda is brave and independent growing up, and a little stubborn sometimes, "A Royal is for a Royal."
"So, you can marry me instead?" she said that made my heart halt a beat and my eyes fixated on her.
She couldn't be serious, right?
"What?"
"You are a Royal too? You are the Alpha King's son." She stated facts.
Esmeralda was the only human known who we are. Her and the Royal Family.
"We are not a Royal--" I looked at my clenched fist, "--you know we are cursed."
"I--" she sighed in defeat "--I can't marry him."
"Why not? We technically grew up altogether? And you do know he is a great person and will respect you!" I snapped at her.
"--I can't!" She shouts at me too.
"What? Why! Why are you being stubborn?"
"--because he wasn't you!" She snapped.
I stopped and just watched her looking at me with a painful pierce in her eyes.
She's hoping. Hoping that I will say the right words from her loving confession.
"I am cursed, Esme."
Esme, a nickname that I only calling her.
Tears starts to form in her brown eyes. "--I know."
"And I am just your Royal subject forever, and you know that."
She wipes her tears and look anywhere else but me. "--Yeah."
"You know that I will protect you and I will not let any other danger to come your way." I assured her.
This time she looks at me, "--Are you?"
I hold her hand and squeezed it tightly "That is why I am telling you that marrying Gwynedd is the safest thing to do for you."
Her eyes had this painful, but she knows I am right.
We really can't do anything about this.
She's a Royal and I am Cursed.
Beside, I do love her, but I am not imprinted on her.
"Oh, Cerebus--" she hugs me tight and all I can do is give her a little pat on her back and have her cried for me infront of me.
"I will not leave you, Esme. No matter what."
She sobs in between her hugs and all I can feel is madness.
Madness to the curse and Rage to the Gods.
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