Entangled Fates : The Alpha's Reluctant Mate

Karenina.

The morning was still very dark when a rumbling sound was heard in the wind. There was an old cave in a field near a small village. The villagers used to throw the bones of dead demons into the cave so that they would never return to the living world. They called the wooden structure the Demon Witch Graveyard Cave.

Grumbling sounds could be heard from inside the cave. A few seconds later, a black head appeared, followed by a very large and conspicuous yellow backpack strapped to a young girl's back. Eventually, with great difficulty, the young girl managed to shift and lean against the cave wall to gain strength and support on her back.

"Gee, I'm tired. You'd think I'd be used to it by now," she complained.

It was always painful when she had to walk through the old, dark, smelly cave, carrying not only herself but also her heavy bag with only a rope to guide her. When she finally managed to get her feet back on the ground, her backpack fell with a soft thud beside the well at the end of the cave, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

As she looked around the dark and deserted field, she wondered why he had not visited her at home and rudely walked into her room and asked her to return with him to Moonlit Grove to continue their search for the sacred moonstone. He was always trying to make her feel guilty about being the Chosen One, bound by her werewolf heritage, and that she had to accept her fate. He was a little pushy at times, but she still loved him.

Shaking her head from the drifting thoughts, she looked around the field again, neither seeing nor feeling her werewolf friend.

"Huh, maybe he's doing pack business or practicing."

Looking at the weight she was carrying, she sighed. She had hoped that he would be there to take the heavy backpack off of his strong shoulders and save her the trouble, but he was nowhere to be seen.

"Looks like I'm on my own," she said to herself.

With that, she bent down to pick up her backpack when she felt something. Straightening up, she looked in the opposite direction of Moonlit Grove, into the dense forest. Strange. She felt someone calling her.

Then her gaze drifted to the Silverthorn Forest, just beyond the line of trees. As she approached the edge of the forest, a surge of power crept through her fingertips as she reached for the bark of a majestic oak. A longing smile crossed her lips as her memories carried her away, along with the emotions those thoughts brought. Later, she would return to retrieve her bag and head to the Moonlit Grove to reunite with her group, but for now, she had to explore the depths of the mystical Silverthorn Forest.

As the tall trees of the forest finally came into view, her mind went back in time.