Fated To The Lycan Kings

"Hey, you! Come here."

I lazily shifted my gaze in the direction I was being called and sneered coldly.

LUCI.

She always finds a way to get on my nerves, doesn't she?

I turned to her and rolled my eyes, which ignited a rage within her.

She stomped towards me and stood in my path, blocking my way to leave.

I stood firmly, piercing my gaze at her.

"What do you want?" I asked coldly, my eyes intensely piercing through her soul.

Her lips curved into an evil grin, and she clapped, drawing the attention of some martial students who giggled and chuckled along with her.

"Look who we have here! Some misfortunate, dirty, mateless pig trying to act tough," she giggled, her eyes burning with excitement.

I clenched my fist tightly, my heart throbbing with pain. I quickly bit my lip to suppress my anger.

My gaze swept through the cold room, which was silent like a grave, punctuated solely by the rhythmic ticking of the enchanted clock on the wall, waiting for my response. I chuckled softly. She was going to get the answers she deserved. I tilted my head as my lips curved into an evil smirk. "Well, at least I am a misfortunate werewolf who hasn't found her mate, unlike your mother, who did and cheated on your dad with another werewolf for money. Isn't that pathetic?"

The class immediately buzzed with murmurs of silence, shocked by the revelation. Her face suddenly drained of color from shame, her skin pale as snow. She stared at me, dumbfounded and unable to speak, trapped in dismay.

"Crack"

Her hands suddenly landed on my face, causing me to wince in agony. I glared at her with killer eyes, ready to lunge at her.

We both crashed to the floor, throwing punches. The class immediately roared with commotion. She was about to throw a punch at me, and I dodged it, which enraged her. I slowly extended my claws and grazed her face.

She shrieked, wincing in agony.

"What's going on here?" The martial coach lunged towards us, trying to separate us, but my power was unmatched.

"Evelyn, you will kill her, and you know the penalty for that," she yelled, realizing she had failed to separate me from Luci; my powers shouldn't be underestimated.

I slowly comprehended this and detached my grip from her body.

Luci crawled away from me, curling up like a ball in a corner while staring at me with a thunderstruck look.

I couldn't help but grin at her, and she burst into tears, with blood dripping from her face.

"Evelyn, how dare you fight in the moonlight martial arts class? How dare you defile the rules of the school? Under no circumstances will you unleash your Wolf in this school," she yelled, pointing her finger at me.

A moonlight defile class is a martial class that all werewolves must attend after college to make their strength vigorous enough to be able to fight against any prey.

I couldn't help but scoff, clenching my fist.

"She started it first! Why the hell did she mock me because I haven't found my mate yet?" I muttered coldly, gritting my teeth.

"Watch your words, Evelyn," she warned, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

"That doesn't give you the right to fight, Evelyn," she stated, her voice lowered.

I suddenly choked in my throat, my eyelids twitching in anger. I could feel my claws extending, and I shut my eyes, taking a deep breath.

The scene couldn't go unnoticed by the martial coach, and she stepped back, assisting Luci in getting up and leading her to the clawsome class facility.

She turned back to me. "I want you to be here as early as 5:00 AM tomorrow; you've got some punishment to serve."

I stared at her, dumbfounded. Why do I have to be the most hated one here, all for a mate? Yes, I am Evelyn, a misfortunate werewolf who hasn't found her mate at the age of 23 and for that I was being mocked mercilessly in every area of my life.

In the pack of the Tharros, a female werewolf should be able to find her mate before the age of 18, and if she hasn't, she will be exiled or face a cruel fate, as it is rumored to bring bad luck to the pack.

I walked home lazily after a long day of drama, and proceed back to my room,slamming the door shut.

I took a quick shower and slipped into my fluffy nightwear, and curved up in my bed.

I was pondering how my life has turn into this dumfounded clutter when a knock detached my thoughts.

"Evelyn,can we come in?" my parents asked from behind the door, making me sit up straight in my bed.

"We?" I wondered, raising my eyebrows.my mom switched my door knob and came in, accompanied with my dad.

I glared at their faces, which has a pace of worry written allover it..

This made my heart skipped a bit.

What was happening? I have never came across my parents looking this unease.

My dad cleared his throat, and walked towards me sitting beside me, and so with my mom.

My gaze wondered between them, searching for answers that was hidden beneath their expression.

My dad added, "Evelyn, I am sorry to break this to you, but there's something important you need to be aware of," my dad said, with a glint of panic in his eyes.

I turned to my mom, who immediately diverted her eyes towards me, avoiding my gaze.

my heartbeat increased, cold sweat slowly fuming up in my hands.

"Hunny, we got a message from Beta sent by the Alpha to inform you that you have been chosen among the werewolves who are going for a Blood Moon boot camp."

I suddenly went pale my world immediately curmmbled I was Left speechless, I tried to blink I couldn't afraid the world will disappear between a twinkle of an eye, stared in disbelief at the information I was being told

"A Blood Moon boot camp?" I yelled. Ascending from the bed, I sat with them, and my mom rose up from the bed, cupping my face in her arms.

"Calm down, Evelyn. I know it's difficult information for you to handle, but darling, we have no choice. He gave us a strict order: it's either you accept or you die, and we wouldn't want that to happen," my mom panicked, with tears at the tip of her eyes.

A BLOOD MOON BOOT CAMP.

Tears poured down my cheeks like aluminum rain,my head was spinning,i could feel a thousand drums beating on it.

A blood moon boot camp is like sending someone to his or her death.

A blood moon camp is a training ground for all the clans' werewolves. Its purpose is to convene werewolves together, training them to be militiamen for every pack

Yeah, I know you might be wondering why it isn't that terrifying, but there is more to it. In our supernatural existence, we have different species of werewolves. We are categorized into three types: the Kyrethi, Valtor, and Lythari. We belong to the Valtor species.

The Kyrethi are the omnipotent werewolves, and the Valtor and Lythari originated from their blood.

The kyrethi are also described as our gods and are rarely seen.

Rumors has it that their skin is as pale as snow and their hair as white as wool. They are not only werewolves but also hybrids of witches, possessing magical powers

The most terrifying fact about them is that they feed on their creations. No Valtor or lythari has ever returned from their territory alive

The Lythari are just ordinary shifter wolves, they are as powerless as a lamb and are differentiated by the redness of their hair. We, the Valtor wolves, are powerful, but we aren't hybrids or witches; we are much more powerful than the Lythari.

The blood moon camp is a dead zone where all species come together for training. Unfortunately, most of us don't make it out alive, earning it a reputation as the camp of pitfalls.

I stood there, hopelessly shattered and smashed. My knees became weak and gave in, causing me to fall down to my knees with tears pouring down my cheeks. My mom's gaze swept through me as she sat down, dormant; she felt defeated and broken.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be of use to you," she muttered, with teary eyes. I turned to her, obviously speechless. Why was I the misfortunate werewolf?

My dad sat down with his head bowed, avoiding my gaze. So this is how my fate was decided.

I stood up, heading out of my room, and it immediately alerted my parents, making them stand up with millions of questions written in their eyes.

"No need to ask, I am not running away. I am going for a run," I muttered coldly. I took a glance at my parents before exiting my room and slamming the door shut.

I shifted into my wolf and ran into the forest, running until I was out of breath. I stopped at a pebble stone located at the southern forest mountain.

I shifted into my human form and curled up like a ball, folding my arms against my chest, shivering slightly from the cold. I stared at the mountain, which had a beautiful, phenomenal view, and I couldn't help but adore nature, with the birds chirping, making it magical. My thoughts suddenly drifted to the current circumstances.

I got so carried away by my thoughts that I didn't notice the tears dripping slightly from my eyes. I reached out to my wolf to seek comfort. "Lyla, are you there?" I asked gently.

"I'm here, and I know everything; we can't change our fate. It's not our fault that fate has decided to evolve from us," she answered.

"Moon gods, I'm leaving my fate in your hands," I mumbled quietly, staring up at the sky. Suddenly, I heard a rustling behind me and quickly got up, alerted by my wolf. My claws began to extend, equipped for whatever was coming, As the rustling became louder and closer, I suddenly started letting Lyla out, with my fangs out and my eyes dazzling in red.