Unique Mate

*******Omniscient narrator******

The night sky was aglow with bright city lights. The pale crescent moon shone like a slivery claw in the night sky.

Alpha Alexander and his beta, Jackson, were walking side by side. They were both walking deep into the woods, heading towards a canyon. As he pushed a tree with his hand and walked to the rock face, standing on the peak, he glared at the full moon. He suppressed his wolf, refusing to let it take control of him as Jackson transformed into a big black wolf beside him and howled into the moon.

Grey, shaggy hair clumsily hung over a fine, anguished face. Glittering amber eyes, set low within their sockets, watch yearningly over the mountains they've fought for so long.

A birthmark stretching from just under the right eye, running towards the tip of the nose and ending on his forehead, leaves a beautiful memory of his achievements.

This is the face of Alexander Burninghorn, the king of the whitefang pack. He stood graciously among others, despite his heavy frame.

Alpha Alexander turned to look at Jackson.

"Any news from the enchanted pack?" He inquired.

"No, not yet, Your Highness," he muttered, as he sat on the floor.

He wanted to talk when his best friend, Carlos, the leader of the army, started talking to him telepathically.

"Your wife has given birth, you need to come back now. The enchanted pack is attacking us, I can't save everyone." He declared.

"Whatever you do, make sure you protect my wife and my child, I am on my way," he replied.

"We need to go back to the pack house. There is a crisis." Alpha Alexander declared.

He groaned in pain as he knelt down, allowing his wolf to gain control of him. His legs shifted inside him, and his bones shifted as well. As the long wolf's muzzle extended out in front of him, his face distorted.

As his muscles grew in size, his hands and feet turned into paws and claws, and his amber eyes turned into a glowing yellow. His screams turned into a long howl, and his clothing tore itself from his body as the dark fur sprouted from his body.

He howled into the moon and started running at great speed with Jackson, heading to the pack house.

At the pack house.

The Luna of the pack, Alpha Alexander's wife, gave birth to a beautiful baby girl who was wrapped in a pink blanket and given to her by the female omega standing beside her.

She was a beautiful woman with hazel eyes and brown hair. Her name was Melissa.

Hot tears started coming out of her eyes as she looked at the baby, but the baby wasn't crying like a normal child would cry when given birth to. She had lost all hope that she would give birth one day because the wolves of the pack hated her because she was a human, saying that she could never give birth to an heir to the throne. She didn't give birth to a male wolf, but she was happy that she was not barren.