Elara the child of the prophecy!

Frank pulled me into his arms. "Come here, Elara," he whispered. "Stop imagining the worst."

I rested my head against his chest as he held me tightly.

"Nothing like that is going to happen," he continued. "You're different from Marcus. He was bitten by a vampire. And you were born this way. Your body has always carried both bloodlines."

I stayed quiet, listening to him.

"And besides," he added, gently pulling back so he could look into my eyes, "even if something like that did happen, I know you wouldn't let the darkness control you."

I held his gaze.

"You're brave, Elara. Stronger than you realize. I know you won't forget the people you love just because you become powerful." He smiled softly and said. "Because you have a kind heart. That's what makes you different."

A small smile appeared on my face. "Thank you, Frank." I hugged him tightly, holding onto him for a moment longer.

Then suddenly.....Peeeeep! The sharp sound of a whistle echoed across the garden. We both turned toward the sound.

"It's time for training," Frank said.

He looked at me with a grin. "AreAre you ready?"

I nodded. "Let's go." I grabbed his hand, and together, we ran out of the garden toward the training grounds.

For nine years, I have devoted myself to this training. Nine years of bruises, pain, broken bones, exhaustion, and injuries.

All for one thing... Our freedom.

This wasn't training for fun; it was preparation for war. Every fight was real. Every opponent was expected to give everything they had. There was no special treatment, no holding back, and no allowing your opponent to win just because you felt sorry for them.

If you intentionally let your opponent win, there are consequences. Punishment. And no excuses.

And I wasn't spared simply because I was the Chosen One. If anything, I was pushed harder. Even when I wasn't ready, I was expected to fight. Even when my body was exhausted, I had to keep going.

I was born with vampire and werewolf blood, but until my powers awakened, I was still physically human. A cold-blooded human being surrounded by creatures far stronger than me. Yet I was forced to fight them anyway.

Vampires, Werewolves, One after another.

Occasionally I was thrown into fights against opponents who could outrun me, overpower me, and heal from injuries that would have left an ordinary human bedridden for weeks.

But nobody cared, except my family and Frank, who couldn't see me in such pain, but they dared not interfere.

But I understand everything, because if I couldn't defend myself against my kind, how was I supposed to stand against the Supreme One?

Every werewolf in our pack had to go through the same brutal training.

We had to learn how to fight.

How to survive. How to protect ourselves.

And most importantly, how to protect the people beside us.

There was no room for weakness. No room for fear.

Because one day, we would have to face the enemy. And when that day came, nobody was going to ask whether we were ready. We simply had to be ready.

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The evening of my birthday finally arrived.

I stood in front of the mirror, dressed completely in white.

For a moment, I stared at my reflection.

Tonight, everything will change.

I took a deep breath before walking out of the room to show my father my appearance.

The moment he saw me, he froze.

He didn't say a word.

I walked closer to him, suddenly feeling shy under his emotional gaze.

Finally, he smiled.

"You're so gorgeous, my child," he said softly. And he pulled me into a tight hug.

For a moment, I closed my eyes and rested in his arms.

"You're all grown up now," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. Then he slowly pulled away and reached for the moonstone hanging around his neck.

He held it in his palm for a moment before looking at me.

"Here," he said. He gently placed the moonstone around my neck.

"I've wanted to give you this. I promised myself you would have it when you turned twenty-one."

I touched the stone, feeling its cool surface against my skin.

My father placed both hands on my shoulders. "Child, always remember this. From now on, I will always be by your side in every battle you face. No matter how dangerous it becomes, you will never face it alone."

Before I could answer, a voice came from the doorway. "Me too."

I turned.

My mother stood there, smiling warmly.

Beside her was my sister, Elena. Yes, me too," Elena added.

My father smiled and looked at both of them. "That's right. All of us are here for you."

I looked at my family, my heart filling with love. I stepped forward and hugged them all. Dad, Mom, Elena..."

I looked at each of them. "I promise you, after tonight, I'll be the one protecting you all." For years you have protected me and sacrificed everything to keep me alive after the death of my parents, so now, let me be your protector." I gave them an assurance.

The entire pack gathered beneath the night sky. Every wolf warrior stood in formation, their faces turned toward the platform where Beta Rowan stood.

The air was heavy with anticipation.

Tonight wasn't an ordinary night.

Tonight, the full moon will rise.

And with it, the destiny of the Chosen One would finally begin.

Beta Rowan stepped forward.

His voice echoed across the gathering.

"Tonight, under the light of the full moon, on your twenty-first birthday, Elara, you will inherit the power and strength of your parents."

The crowd fell completely silent.

"When that happens," he continued, "you will become our new Alpha." He paused, letting his words sink in. "YouYou will become the bringer of freedom...not only to the werewolves and vampires, but to all of humanity suffering under the rule of the Supreme One."

With courage, I stepped forward. Every eye turned toward me. I lifted my head and spoke with courage and authority. "On behalf of my late parents, and in zaccordance with the prophecy, I swear before all of you today..."

I paused. Then continue.

"I will not fail you."

The warriors watched me intensely.

"I will fight for the freedom of every werewolf." My voice grew stronger.

"For the freedom of every vampire who has been forced to live under the Supreme One's rule." I clenched my fists.

"And for the liberation of all humanity."

The moment I finished speaking, a

A thunderous roar erupted from the crowd.

"Awooooooooo"Werewolf howls filled the night. Warriors raised their fists and weapons into the air, celebrating the promise of their future Alpha.

"For freedom!" "For the Chosen One!" "Long Alpha Elara!"

The sound echoed through the forest.

I looked toward the full moon rising above us. This was the moment I had waited nine years for. The moment my destiny would finally awaken.