The Howl of the Wolf | ✓

Prologue

Author's Note: This story is dedicated to my BFF Marshmallow_nim ,please go check her out! (For dingy BTS fanfics) And if you haven't already, please read my other book "Journey For Justice" because this story will make a it more sense as "The Journey for Justice" is the first book in this series.

Also, due to the compelling (and disastrous) trend, I have felt a voice within me telling me to write a strong romance book. It's called "The Bad Boy's Scared of Spiders". If you want to know what it will be about I suggest you read Shakespeare to know which direction it will be heading in. However, it is extremely popular and in a sense is a modern and more (a lot) romantic style of my previous ones.

This book was inspired by an old Cherokee tale:
One evening, an elderly Cherokee brave told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people.

He said, "my son, the battle is between two 'wolves' inside us all. One is evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.

The other is good. It is joy, peace love, hope serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith."

The grandson though about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, "which wolf wins?"

The old Cherokee simply replied, "the one that you feed."

Author's note: moral of the story: eating is important.
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A little girl sat in her silk covered bed as her mother read from a old picture book. Word for word.

"...and they lived happily ever after. Good night Aurelia." The woman shut the book gently and was about to get up when Aurelia tugged at her gown.

"Mummy, wait! Tell me that story again, the one about the wolves." She begged, and her mother sat back down.

"Alright, but promise you'll go to bed after this one." She said, and her daughter nodded eagerly.

"Okay, mummy."

"Well, it all started a long long time ago...before the Rebels came. Arcadia was ruled a brave man called King Oken, he treated his people fairly and the citizens adored him. But just outside of Arcadia were wolves, they were evil creatures. Every night, everyone in Arcadia had to lock up their doors and burn essence outside their homes to keep the wolves away. You see, these wolves came into the city every night to do bad deeds but the essence kept them from harming people. But soon these animals grew stronger, as they fed off people's sins. People who were thieves and liars provided darkness for the wolves to devour. King Oken constantly begged for his people to stay pure and good, but greed and lust for power grew in the hearts of the citizens. Soon the essence could no longer hold the wolves back. They tore into people's homes, stealing children and innocent babies from their cribs. One night, they broke in King Oken's chambers and he died fighting the wolves. Soon the citizens realised the error in their ways, and repent immediately. The wolves grew weaker and backed away. But legend says that they are always looking for a time to strike again. That's why we must say innocent, to stop the wolves once and for all."

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Somewhere in the darkness...

A pack of eery creatures gathered together, howling at the bright yellow moon. The leader of the pack, a large black wolf  leaped onto a boulder and yelped for silence.

"Fellow brothers, it is this full moon that we gather here for good news. The people of Arcadia have grown foolish, they have let their guard down and allowed themselves to be self-indulgent. Hatred runs thick, my friends, I can almost smell it. Soon, we will be able to feast again!" He growled, and spine-chilling howls pierced the air once more.