Calla's Conundrum

𝔓𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔬𝔤𝔲𝔢

Aeons ago, The Wolf Race was adapting, being the most dominant and ruthless race of all. More murderous and homicidal than the Puny humans, as they would say. The Werewolves wiped out nearly the whole population of Humans, sparing those who were innocent and weren't corrupted by society, leaving less than half the number of them hiding in fear of these ferocious beasts. Although many saw them as Killers, they all held a bright side. A bright side that was for their significant other, the one that made their heart beat so fast, like the speed of light. They were all paired by the Moon Goddess herself, making each and every were compatible with their mate. Their role was too love their mate and cherish them until Death do us part.

Two mighty and strong Alpha kings shared their thrown together. Their subjects thought this was a really bad idea as both would fight their right for the thrown. But as of now they have not, they shared everything together, their Title to their women. These whores as the brothers called them , loitered in their castle as if they run the place, some even claiming their right as being one of the brothers mate. But unfortunate for them as they were found dead in their chambers by the next sunset. A few summers later they both found their mate. And by their Luck they shared one too. She was a enchantress, a beautiful one. When the brothers found where she was residing, they ordered guards to bring her into the castle. But when she did come, she was heartbroken, they only kept her in their to keep their wolves at bay. Her chambers were in furthest away in castle, The whores chamber being closer to the brothers. The kingdom was also confused, they were expecting a huge and grand banquet by their kings, as their mate had arrived. But they did not question them as they were high in power and who would dare question their Royal Highnesses.

Their supposed Luna spent her time with the servants of the castle, cooking, cleaning and helping them with any chores to do. They adored her and didn't think of different than any other werewolf. She held some sort of innocence that intrigued many pack members. They all held sympathy for her as everyone saw the neglect she would get from her mates, who would be pleasuring new women everyday, not thinking twice of the pain that would affect their petite mate who cried herself to sleep from the pain she felt in her heart every night.

What she dreaded most was her heat. She was told by one of the servants who became a close friend with and told her, that her mates would have to mate with her tonight. She stayed in her chamber crying in frustration, not preparing any kind of potion or a enchantment to cure her heat. Time was running out for her. By midnight struck her body lit like a flame and spread no her nether regions. She never felt this need in her life and wanted to be pleasured, yet she cried, they were going to do it forcingly, she knew it already. She heard their growls and open the door, hinges nearly on the edge. the sauntered towards her and started to take her garments of. she cried silently, knowing she couldn't do anything as there were two of them. The pleasured her all night long. and before the sun had risen, they left. She woke up to a brutal pain in between her thigh and sobbed as they left already.

Months went by and the servants were worried. They had not seen the Luna and were worried for health. They gave her food to her in the chamber leaving it outside, only to come back to collect it and see only a few bites were taken form the food. Meanwhile, their Luna would sit and caress her swollen bump, as she heard the two heart beats that calmed her down before another wave of sadness would take over her. She felt a deep hate for those excuse of mates. She had been patient for so long that now she had ran out of it. She knew at this time they were having their dinner and wanted to confront them. She waddled her way down the stairs and into the dining area. She flung the doors open and everyone looked at her. The servants looked at her in shock of the slightly swelled belly to her light brown hair colour to her eyes that had no sclera remaining, black orbs stared back at them. The brother stood up at the sudden noise from the room.

"What is the meaning of the noise?" The elder brother spoke lifting an eyebrow, waiting for a feared response. "I curse you two!" she bellowed. "I curse this Family!"

"Only two weres will be born in this family, and they shall share a mate."

"And when this mate of theirs is found they are to go through such a difficult and hard life that they will give up their mate in a blink of an eye."

Vines shot from her palms and tangled everything and everyone in the room, it looked like a jungle. She then casted and spell and left the room, leaving a black cloud floating towards the Brothers and tearing at their soul leaving them to feel drowsy and fall to the floor.