The Prophecy's Reject

Storme." My father muttered, bowing his head. The echo of his name sent a chill to my spine. It slid like slime. It was the Beta of Alpha Killian. Who didn't know him?. The Alpha's sh

r than the moon itself. The chandeliers dripped light over polished floors, and music curled through the air like silk. The room glittered with crystal lamps and banners, light bouncing off every surface until it almost blinded me. It felt like stepping into another world. The wolves were adorned in gowns and sharp suits. The sounds of whispers filled the air. I swallowed. And then the whispers shifted. "She doesn't belong here." "An Omega? At the mating ball?" "Maybe she's a servant." "What is she doing here?" My cheeks burned. I wanted to run and hide under the tables, but I forced myself to walk further. The Moon Goddess would guide me. I was safe. I was not cursed. I echoed in my head. I kept walking. "Well, well, well," a voice said from behind me. Lilith. And her little sidekicks. My stomach twisted by the drag of her voice. "You look a little bit presentable tonight," her eyes narrowed, looking at me from head to toe. "Th...thank you," I muttered "She's said thank you," her minions laughed. They were mocking me, not complimenting me. Why would I even think they were complimenting me? Lilith was arrayed in midnight silk. Her skin dripped under the beam of light. Then the music faded. And a hush spread across the room. The grand doors opened with a heavy thud. He walked in. Tall. Broad. Dark. Alpha Killian. His very name seems to echo in the air. It was heavy and commanding. His aura rolled through the room like a storm. My knees nearly gave out under the weight of it. Everyone bowed their heads. No one dared to look at him. I stood frozen. My breath caught. I bowed...maybe too late or maybe too fast. I just didn't want to get into trouble. The chandeliers caught in his black hair, throwing glints of light that made him look sharper. Too sharp. The priestess stepped forward, white robes glowing in the firelight. She lifted her arms. "Wolves of the Howlborne Pack," her voice rang clear. "We gather ton