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.