The Legend says that when the last Dire wolf has mated the one that the Goddess has chosen for them, not only will they come into their rightful powers, but they will also breed the next generation of Dire wolves. For many years, whispers have been going around my pack, and many others, of the infamous Dire wolf. Nobody knows if it even exists or if the legend speaks the truth, but they believe in the Goddess Selene, our mother creator, so it must be true.
The Dire wolves were the first of The Goddess's creations, but as time went on, the Dire wolves began fighting amongst themselves over which pack was most powerful, so Selene decided to create the regular wolves, not as big in stature, and no powers like the Dire wolves, but they could mate with one another. When Selene saw what was to come of each pack's future, she created the legend that we all talk about today. There will be one last Dire wolf who will be claimed by a strong Alpha from a regular wolf pack, and they will create a powerful Dire wolf that will be the first of the next generation.
It is written that there were hundreds of these special wolves, wolves that were larger than the typical shifter wolf, and had some form of power. Over the centuries, though, other regular packs got jealous over the Dire wolves and started to destroy every Dire wolf pack. Over the years, those that got away from the murderous packs would find new packs to join, so they could blend in, but one by one, they were found and extinguished. Rumor has it that there is one pack left that may still have Dire wolves living within it, and so the hunt continues.
The last Dire wolf and their mate will be the ones to destroy those who seek to get rid of all Dire wolves and will return the realm to its rightful place. This mated couple are the ones in which we should fear, because once they join together, they will be unstoppable and will be the Alpha couple of all Alphas. They will be the King and the Queen of every Goddess made wolf.
My name is Ember Woods, and daughter of the late Alpha Josh and the late Luna Beatrice of the Sky Moon pack. Three years ago, our pack was attacked by the Silver Moon pack in hopes of finding the mysterious Dire wolves; I am the only survivor.
While searching through all the rubble of the burned down structures, Alpha Declan of the Storm River pack found me when he broke down the door to the underground safe room inside of our packhouse. My mother should have been in there with me, but she insisted on fighting alongside my father and brother, Dylan, the future Alpha heir. The Silver Moon pack was too strong for us, and we always prided ourselves for being one of the strongest in this part of the country, aside from our allies, the Storm River pack.
My father had told me to put a call into Alpha Declan when the attack first started. Once I was secured in the safe room, I had pulled out the special phone that my father had kept in there for emergencies and did as I was told. Only, it was too late by the time our allies got to us. The Silver Moon pack came in like a tornado, wreaking havoc all over and then were gone in a blink of an eye. I only say that because I don't think I was even down in the safe room for forty-five minutes before all went quiet and I saw the other pack leaving through one of the surveillance cameras that had not been damaged during the attack.
3 Years ago
It was the day after my fifteenth birthday, and we had just wished my aunt, uncle, and cousins a safe trip home. That was the only thing good that came out of that day, my dad's sister and her family got out safely. My mom and I went back inside to finish putting the packhouse together while my father and brother went to the training ground to meet with some of the wolves that were ranking up in our army. It was like any other day in our pack, except I was on cloud nine because my parents had finally gotten me, not only my very own laptop, but the latest phone as well. I think I was the only one in my school
who didn't have a cell phone. Now I can join all the group chats and discussions that I always miss out on.
I'm trying to hurry through all my tasks so I can go up to my room and talk to my friends when suddenly the siren started going off. The siren only goes off for one reason, and one reason alone; we are under attack. I freeze where I'm at and wait, listening for any signs of a fight. My mother, Beatrice, Luna of the pack, comes running into the room I'm in and grabs my hand, pulling me behind her.
"Mom, what's going on? Are we seriously under attack?" The only thing I can think about is that now I will have to wait to talk to my friends. If only that was the only thing wrong with that day.
"Yes, Ember, we are. You have to get to the saferoom now!" My mother states as she continues to pull me toward the back of the packhouse where the saferoom door is located.
"What about you, Mom? You're supposed to go in with me!" I remind her a bit frantic.
"I will, baby, but first I need to check on your dad and brother." Her eyes glaze over for a moment, and I know that my dad is mind-linking her. She nods her understanding as though my father can see her, "Listen to me carefully, Ember. Your father wants you to call Alpha Declan right away, so they can come assist, but you need to do it right now." She moves the rug that covers the door to the saferoom and pulls open the steal door. Lights automatically come on and she's gently trying to push me down the stairs, "Go, baby, hurry!"