Years before his birth, it was prophesised that his soul would never be whole, that his heart would never beat in rhythm to his other half.

Micajah was born with a dark soul, a soul that was corrupt. A soul that was more wolf than human.

A soul incomplete. Nothing but an imperfect creation that walks earth.

He will never have a true mate.

When his turn to rule the wolf kingdom arises, after the death of his mother, he is forced to choose a female that has already been rejected from her true mate.

Alongside his rise to the throne, the wolf kingdom begins to tear itself apart. An uprising begins.

No one wants a creature, hated by the Moon Goddess herself, to rule. Even if he is the only royal heir by blood. Even if it is what tradition dictates.

A male more beast than man, can never yield humanity, let alone love.

But humanity can be learnt, and love seizes all - even those with corrupt souls.

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Status: Completed