Falling in Love with the Hero

Chapter 12: The Prophecy

Madison's view

"You, Madison and Logan, are the next King and Queen of werewolves." Mr. Jacobs said and he said it so casual like we should have expected it.

I couldn't help it, I just couldn't hold it in any further. I laughed and continued laughing until i fell on the floor and laughed some more until Mr. Jacobs spoke. "This is serious. Madison do you know the Prophecy called "The Mates with Hearts of Leaders?" I vaguely did. After my laughing fit. I held onto the desk for support. This has got to be all one big joke. Right?

"Kind of." I finally answered him trying to focus my thoughts on one thing. which is nearly impossible when everything is swirling around in your head. "Well let me tell you." He flipped through the pages and put his finger on the first word of the old book and began to read.

A great battle arises

One epic battle of all sizes

A war between good and evil where good must prevail

The good cannot fail

For if the future king and queen fall

The land where they once stood tall

Will be nothing without and turn into such

Chaos and death will ravage the bunch

The king with a heart of gold

He fights with honor, strength, and never shys from being bold

The queen with a golden mind

She fights with entegrity, strategy, and her true beauty makes one go blind

They fight with all their mite

Against evil that has nothing but smite

He strives to destroy the peace

He creates ruthless chaos and happines will cease

So to the king and queen, rule the land

Fight with loyal friends hand in hand

Have nothing but heart for the battle of your people

Have nothing but a heart of leaders

The hell is that supposed to mean? That doesn't neccesarily mean me and Logan. It was silent.

"That doesn't mean that Logan and I are whatever you think we are." I pointed out. "Okay" He agreed and began to flip throught the pages. "Here this is a better description." He pointed out to another page.

To find the future Queen of Werewolves look for true beauty

A young women who shows caution, intellect, and maturity

Her words show promise and assurance of good

She dreams of the impossible as any young girl should

The Queen has hair dark and alluring as the midnight sky with silver strands

She values the opinions of her loyal friends in her lands

Eyes with different hues of blue

She has the mark of half a wolf which will be new

Our Queen is given the gift of the mind

To move things with thought and to manipulate one into an illusion that binds

Find our Queen and King

Our King is the perfect match for our Queen

He has many flaws and more than the Queen, he has seen

His arrogance, dominance, and ego show

but his strength, heart, and will matches no foe

His eyes attract none other than his mate, fire red like the passion for one another

His wolf is black with spread out silver tips on the fur

He has the makings of a leader, one who stands tall and proud

He is given the other half of the wolf, To show our King does not bow

Our King is given the gift of strength of endurance

He has the strength of twenty men, reflexes like a cat, battles skills like the Gods

His endurance can outlast a time that is awed

Find our King and Queen

Nope still don't belie- wait did it say a mark? "Shit. It said mark didn't it." I connected eyes with Logan and we began frantically looking for a mark on our bodies. I lifted my shirt and didn't find anything. My legs- nope, hips- nada, arms- zip, feet- guess again.

I huffed. Then I saw something peek out on Logan's neck. "Logan, take your shirt off." I commanded. "Madison, I don't think this is the time." He said in all seriousness but I could feel the smile in words. "Just do it." Jen finally spoke, "Maybe he is the King having th arrogance and all." He is taking long.

I helped him with his shirt, damn he had to be gorgeous under there too. His abs were already taunting me.

There it was the mark of half a wolf on the back of his left shoulder. The wolf was beutiful.

Wait if he has it then... I took off my shirt, don't worry I had an undershirt on, and there was mine.

The other half of the wolf on the back of my right shoulder.

"I knew I was right!" Mr. Jacobs shouted. Then fist bumped the air.