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Chapter 1 Prologue : The Favoured One

In the deepest trench of the most dangerous wilderness on the outskirts of the city. A creature, dark and gracious as the moonlit night, ran rigorously through the forest trees and grassy bushes. It's speedy, threatening, and violent. Its dark fur continuously shimmered as it dashed through, swift as an elusive shadow. It's growl, sending slower creatures protecting themselves from the evils that reside in this wilderness

About a mile or more behind, slimmer shadows of nocturnal beings ran swiftly in pursuit of the wolf. They were not vampires, but they ran so swiftly and dangerously. There were 4 of them racing with the wind in an attempt to reach the wolf.

"He must not reach the barrier!" A loud, hoarse, scary voice shouted onto the night as he ran with inhuman speed. The person beside him, a man, nodded in comprehension as he reached back and retrieved a bow and arrow from his back. The arrow's sleek, metallic body glimmered in the moonlight, its silver hue standing out in stark contrast. The man paused, drawing the arrow back against the bowstring as he took aim at the moon. He closed his eyes, whispered a brief incantation, and then released the bow, letting the arrow soar into the night sky.

With a burst of speed, the wolf sprinted towards the finish, his paws pounding the ground in a frantic bid for victory. As he realised he was nearing the end, he surged forward with renewed energy, confident that his pursuers would be left in the dust. But just as he launched himself into a final triumphant leap, a searing pain exploded through his back, refusing to subside. The wolf's triumphant cry turned to a deafening roar of agony as he felt the silver arrow strike him with unerring precision, its tip embedding deep within his body. His leap turned into a desperate plummet, his momentum lost as he fell towards the ground, the invisible barrier that marked the forest's edge looming ahead.

He tried to get up but could not. He reached uncomfortably for the arrow on his back but could not reach for it. He had to be strong. He knew it. If not, he was going to die here.

"NO!" A voice screamed suddenly.

"You might have escaped today, but we will not stop until we find you." One said.

"We will not stop until every Wolfkin of Lunaris is dead!"

And that was when he realised that he had crossed the barrier. He still had a chance. He could survive.

It growled and continued at them as it struggled to get up now. And leapt continuously till it turned to a weak, weak run.

In its weakness, the creature, half dying now, looked towards the forest one last time, at the people who had shot it, and said,

"The moon has favoured me."

It gave a weak howl and disappeared into the depths of the night, leaving behind only the echoes of its fleeting presence. It never looked back.

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