Unfit For The Alpha's Son:Destined For The Lycan King

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y mind weighed down by the constant pressure of training. Kael's lessons, Lira's encouragement, and the heavy expectations that lo

t lingered like shadows. There had to be more to this life than

my side, but stopped short when an old woman emerged from the trees. She was small, hunched with age, her long white hair

hat was soft but carried an authority that made

tack either. Something about her presenc

I asked, my v

kingdom. I have seen many things in my time. The world is full of stories, yo

sed. "What are y

poken of in hushed tones by those who remember the old ways. It speaks of a fallen omega who will

ly racing. "I'm just a slave. I don

hat is what you believe, isn't it? But it is not the tr

ground had been pulled out from under me. The word

mmered, my hands shaking at my s

y speaks of one who will rise from the ashes of destruction to restore balance. The slave clans, torn apart by war and greed, will fall. But the omega who

my lips. "I'm not some hero. I'm just a b

he strength, the power, even if you don't see it yet. You will rise. The Lycans nee

chest. "I'm not the one you're looking for. I d

born in glory. They are forged in pain, in loss, and in the fire of their own struggle. You have been through mor

I didn't want to believe her. I didn't want to accept that I

nd as she turned to leave. Before she disappeared int

e time comes, Alera. Y

lone in the woods, the weight of her word

could I be the answer to a prophecy I didn't even belie

ng I couldn't name. Was it hope? Fear? Or was it the seed o

e feeling that my life, everything I had known, was about to change. A