Chapter 3: Chapter 3

Emera black

There have never been women more powerful than me. The only female alpha ever know and hated even though they haven't seen me or have I made a formal appearance to the outside world but I was sure there have all heard rumors about me. She-wolf that killed a rogue and took control of a pack when she was only Ten.

Women in the werewolf world are all submissive and weak. Not that I have anything against weak women, not quite the opposite but women should be given opportunities to become something else and have other titles. In the werewolf world apart from my pack the black moon pack, the Alpha in charge doesn't allow females to be pack warriors or have another title there are only seen as omega and Luna’s.

The only thing they do is spread their legs when their mate wants sex and cook food for their pack.

I know you must be wondering if females are been hated and disliked how did I manage to be the alpha of a back, the second strongest in the whole werewolf community.

Simple, just two words. Dark magic. And know I didn't use magic on my pack members to wipe off their memory like it a horror-action movie, nope I used my dark magic which was bestowed to me not by the moon goddess for a good surprise because that is a job but by the witches. There are called the dark witches. I used dark magic the night the rogues attacked my pack and turned them all good.

I know you are wondering what I meant and here is the answer. Twenty-five years ago there was an alpha male and Luna had who had no child male and female. He needed an heir since he was becoming old and weak. That man was my father, Alpha Lucien may be soul rest in peace after being killed inhumanely, pitiless by relentless and ruthless rogue but that's beside the point.

After begging the moon goddess all through his life for a child and getting no response he went to the other side of light, the dark side. He went to the dark witches and requested for a child a son in particular who could rule.

But the dark witches told him and his wife he couldn't have a male child, he felt bad and asked for a daughter in return which he thought was better than nothing. So the dark witches gave him a child and after nine months of the child’s birth, the dark witches came to him and told him his daughter was cursed.

Yes I was cursed by the moon goddess herself for defiling nature, they told him that I wouldn't be able to live for more than twenty-five years of I don't see my mate in time and he falls in love with me and marks me only that will I leave

And unfortunately for me, I am twenty-four already with only three months left to live.

"You thinking about your mate again aren't you," Christabel said again walking into my office majestically with so much grace. She's I'd the only one I can tolerate with such attitude in my pack. She wasn't the shy omega who couldn't defend herself any longer. No, she was now the second strongest wolf I'm my pack and my beta.

"Not really, I was just remembering everything those evil witches said to my father,” I said relaxing comfortably on the armchair. My back and muscles were so sore, I needed a run soon.

" Then I was right you are thinking about your mate right?. " She said insisting with a worried expression.

" Nope, I was thinking about how much I have left. How much time do I have to be with you and the pack before I join the moon Goddess who I don't even know will accept me when I die. " I said to her then turned around to see the magical hourglass that tells how much time I have left to survive.

The magical hourglass was given to me by an older witch. It was a typical hourglass but I call it the sand timer or egg timer of my life since my life was as fragile as an egg but sharp as sand thanks to my magical powers.

The magical glass is used to measure the passage of time I have left before I joined the moon goddess, despite my not be are a direct creation, I believe she had forgiven my parents by allowing me to have a mate that will save my life.

It comprises two glass bulbs connected vertically by a narrow neck that allows a regulated flow of sand from the upper bulb to the lower one.

"Can you stop staring at the bulb it's kind of creepy," Christabel said, I let out a chuckle when I see her glaring madly at the bulb-like all that I was secretly passing through was the bulb fault.

"You know it's not the bulb fault right."

"Yes, but I have to blame something or someone when you die and leave me hopefully it doesn't come to that we must find your mate. “she said with determination.

" What about you, I know you want a mate too."

" Yes I do but before I accept him, I must make sure you have yours that you are happy and healthy with."

" What if it was an alpha male, you know how possessive there are?.” I said to her knowing how my father was to my mother when he was alive, may the goddess bless his soul. Soon after he died my mum couldn't bear him and died committing subside.

" Yes I know. “she said bitterly with a long sigh, her head was bent down. She raised her face and looked at me with her honey brown eyes I was sure If she finds her mate he will surely love her eyes.

"don't worry about me Christabel, if I die I know my pack is in save hands with you, so darling doesn't worry that pretty head of yours too much,” I said reassuringly.

" If you are going to die, Emera, I'm going to die with you that's what friends are for."

"why will you want to die when you will find yours soon."

" We both know we are destined to be together that's why we haven't found them. “she joked with a sad smile.

" Yeah, we are mate for life baby.

" And even If I did, I won't accept him until you find yours, that's a promise Emera. “she said with so much seriousness.

Only if she knew.