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Werewolf//Mythology Cover by @Anonymous_115 ( Thank you, lovely! ) Introduction : Leta Adsila; the proclaimed Alpha to Adsila Royal Pack. From the day she was recognized to her pack as a member, her uniqueness held the public's attention from her odd look of silver hair with matching eyes. To the fiery, spontaneous personality that she wears like a crown. No one in the pack or world has seen a being as power filled as her. That is still the day she realized that who she thought she was, wasn't her. That the person everybody worshiped was a facade. Fore, she is powerful; nothing like anyone has ever seen. What could Leta Adsila truly be? ---- Preview : "She's grown into the young woman we all admire, into the beauty that is her self." His smug face gave off a disgusting smirk of pride as he sped lies faster through his mouth than shit out his ass. "My daughter," I practically ripped the gown in my hands to shreds as he revolted such words. Daughter? As if I had a sliver of relation to that beast. "Oh, my beautiful daughter, finally of age to take over the legacy of the true rulers." I let out a small growl, the Luna pinching my hand and I clawed hers back drawing blood. "Come up here, my love." I fake a smile as I walked the stage, I stand beside the beast as he rested his hand on my back. Lowering his head to my ears and covered from cameras. "Remember our deal, break it and you will lose everything. Got it?" He pulls away before pecking my cheek with a kiss. I wait till his body was just a foot away before I let the true show begin. There was a lashing, a crack that ripped the air before the gown was ripped to nothing but decent. "To hell with these lies, today you all will know me. Today you all will know who to truly fear, who to trust. Today Leta Adsila dies." I smile wickedly before there was a scream, pure fear. "Starting with you, Beast."
BE WARNED ...
