Alpha Derrick drove alone through the dimly lit streets, his fingers drumming impatiently on the steering wheel.
The invitation to this late-night eting had been unexpected, but he was curious.
Three powerful alphas from different packs had summoned him to a luxurious restaurant, and that alone ant sothing big was at play.
*I don’t trust easily, and I won’t start now.*
As he pulled into the restaurant’s private parking lot, a valet rushed forward to open the car door.
Without acknowledging the man, Derrick stepped out, his black leather jacket slightly brushing against the expensive car’s surface.
The mont he entered, two guards in suits imdiately escorted him to the VIP section.
His steps were slow, calculated. He didn’t like surprises, and right now, this eting felt like one.
Inside, three n sat around a circular table. The mont they saw him, they stood up, showing him a level of respect that didn’t go unnoticed.
Alpha Edmond, the oldest of the three, nodded with a slight smile.
Alpha Alfred folded his arms, watching Derrick with sharp eyes.
Alpha Eduardo, the youngest but perhaps the most ambitious, leaned slightly forward, eager to speak.
Derrick took his seat across them, his expression unreadable.
Without wasting ti, he asked, "Why have three alphas of different packs called here at this late hour of the night?" His voice was deep, firm—he was not one for small talk.
The three exchanged glances before Alpha Edmond spoke first.
"We called this eting because we trust you, Derrick," he said, his tone carrying a weight of certainty.
"And because we believe you are the next Alpha King."
Derrick didn’t flinch. He simply observed them, his face as still as stone.
*Trust ? Since when do alphas trust each other so easily? What are they planning?*
"Since the eting with the Supre Priest about the Alpha King and the appearance of the Moon Goddess, we already knew you would be the one to erge," Alpha Alfred added.
Derrick leaned back slightly, his fingers tapping against the wooden table. His mind raced through the possibilities.
*Are they truly offering support, or is this a trap? Can I trust anything coming out of their mouths?*
His voice was sharp when he finally spoke. "What exactly do you all want?" His piercing gaze shifted from one alpha to the next, making them slightly uneasy.
Alpha Eduardo leaned forward, his eyes burning with ambition.
"We want you as our ally. When you beco Alpha King, we want positions close to you—powerful ones."
Derrick smirked slightly, but said nothing.
"We are willing to do anything," Eduardo continued, "to make sure that happens."
Derrick remained quiet for a long mont, as if processing every word carefully.
Then, Alpha Edmond spoke again. "We are aware that your biggest and strongest rival is Alpha Theo.
But don’t worry. We will make him appear unreasonable to the other alphas.
We will strip him of support, humiliate him, and leave him with no choice but to submit—or be destroyed."
Derrick’s jaw tightened.
Theo.
The na alone made his blood boil. The one man standing between him and absolute power.
*If these fools can truly eliminate Theo’s influence, then my path to the throne will be clear.*
He exhaled slowly, feigning nonchalance. "I appreciate your thoughtfulness and belief in ," he said smoothly.
"But I must admit, this offer is... unexpected."
The three alphas remained silent, watching him carefully.
"Firstly," Derrick continued, "I will consider your offer, though it is too good to ignore.
But let’s address the real question—do you know who the Moon Goddess is?"
He watched their reactions closely. If they knew about Kimberly, he needed to be careful.
The three of them exchanged glances, uncertainty flashing across their faces.
"We do not know yet," Alpha Eduardo admitted.
"But with your cooperation, we will find her. And when we do, we will deliver her to you so you can claim your rightful place as Alpha King."
Derrick nodded slowly, a sinister gleam in his eyes.
"Good," he finally said, standing up. "Then here’s my answer."
The three alphas straightened, eager for his response.
"I accept your offer."
A flicker of satisfaction passed through their expressions. But Derrick wasn’t finished.
"But," he added darkly, "I will only solidify this alliance under one condition."
The room tensed.
"Find the Moon Goddess," Derrick said, his voice dangerously low. "And deliver her to ."
A deadly silence filled the room. The weight of his words hung between them, and they knew there was no room for failure.
Derrick adjusted his jacket, preparing to leave. He took a few steps toward the door, then paused and turned slightly, his sharp eyes eting theirs once again.
"Once we find her," he said with an air of finality, "we will rule over the rest of the alphas—together."
And with that, he walked away.
As he stepped out into the cold night, a slow smirk curled his lips.
*They think they will stand beside in power?*
*Fools.*
*They will work for . They will serve .*
*And when the ti cos, I will crush them all and take the throne alone.*
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The next morning, Kimberly sat up in bed, staring at the stone walls of the temple room.
Sleep had done little to ease the weight pressing on her chest.
She wanted to step outside, feel the fresh morning air, maybe even take a stroll to clear her thoughts, but she knew she couldn’t.
For security reasons, she had to stay hidden.
She sighed, running a hand through her hair.
*Alpha Derrick is a ruthless man,* she thought bitterly. *He will do anything to get back. He won’t stop until he finds .*
She clenched her fists.
"I need to help Theo," she whispered to herself, determination lighting up in her eyes.
"He can’t go down because of . I won’t let that happen. I will be the reason he becos the Alpha King."
A sudden knock on the door startled her.
Her body tensed as she glanced toward the door. For a mont, she hesitated, unsure of who could be outside.
She tiptoed toward the door, pressing her ear against it to listen for any unusual sounds.
Then, a calm but firm voice spoke from outside.
"Kimberly, it’s ti for your training."
She exhaled in relief. *That must be the chief priest.*
"Alright, I will be out in a minute," she replied cautiously.
Quickly, she composed herself and stepped out. To her surprise, two n dressed in white robes stood waiting for her.
Their faces were blank, emotionless, as they nodded toward her.
"Please follow us," one of them said. "The chief priest is waiting."
Without another word, they turned and led the way. Kimberly followed in silence, her heart pounding slightly as they walked through the dimly lit corridors of the temple.
After about five minutes, they reached a massive hall illuminated by hundreds of candlelights. The air was thick with the scent of burning incense.
Kimberly’s eyes widened.
Several young n, also in white robes, knelt on the cold stone floor with their foreheads touching the ground.
Their low chants echoed through the vast hall, sending a chill down her spine. It was as if she had stepped into another world entirely.
At the far end of the hall, the chief priest stood, his piercing gaze fixed on her.
He raised a hand, gesturing for her to co forward.
Kimberly swallowed hard and obeyed, stepping toward him until she was directly in front of him.
She could feel the weight of every pair of eyes in the room on her, yet she remained steady.
"Sit," the chief priest commanded.
She lowered herself to the ground, sitting across from him.
His aged yet powerful voice filled the hall. "Close your eyes... and fight whatever you see."
Kimberly’s breath hitched. She wasn’t sure what he ant, but she knew this was part of the training.
*What if I fail? What if I can’t fight or survive this?* Doubt crept into her mind.
But then, she clenched her fists. *No. I have to do this. I have to be strong. For Theo. For everyone.*
Taking a deep breath, she slowly closed her eyes.
At that mont, the hall erupted with the sound of deep, rhythmic chanting. The words were ancient, foreign... yet strangely familiar.
Kimberly’s ears caught every word, and to her shock, she understood them.
"Light overcos darkness. The spirit of righteousness prevails and remains eternal.
Rise and beco the voice of your destiny, O’ ye Moon Goddess."
The words rang in her mind, powerful and commanding.
Then—everything changed.
She was no longer in the temple.
A dark fog surrounded her, and when it cleared, she found herself in the middle of a battlefield.
The sky above was gray, thunder rumbling ominously.
All around her stood n dressed in black robes, their faces marked with eerie black symbols.
Their eyes glowed red with malice, and each held a sharp, deadly sword.
Kimberly’s heartbeat quickened.
*What is this place? Who are these n?*
Then—without warning—they charged at her.
Panic surged through her veins as she took a step back. Her first instinct was to run. *I can’t fight them! I don’t even have a weapon!* She thought to herself.
But then—a powerful voice rang in her head.
"Face your fear. Fight and overco
You destiny must be fulfilled!"
The voice was commanding, fierce. It sent a rush of energy through her body.
Kimberly clenched her fists and took a deep breath.
*No more running.*
As the n got closer, sothing inside her snapped.
A sudden, blazing heat surged through her veins. Her entire body trembled—not with fear, but with raw, untad power.
Then—her vision shifted.
Blue flas erupted from her eyes.
The n halted, montarily stunned.
And then—it happened.
A loud, powerful scream tore from Kimberly’s throat, and in an instant, her body changed.
White fur exploded from her skin.
Her limbs stretched, her bones shifting and snapping.
Within seconds, she was no longer standing on two legs.
She had transford into a massive, breathtaking white wolf with blue eyes sparkling like diamonds.
Her sheer size was overwhelming. She was bigger than any normal wolf—towering over the n who had once charged at her.
A deep, feral growl rumbled from her throat.
The n hesitated, their fear now evident.
Then—
A voice, deep and commanding, echoed through the air.
"Bow your heads in respect to the Moon Goddess reborn."
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