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Third Person POV
The room was white with only the King Demonia Black insight, he had woken with the biggest headache of his life, he had felt as light as a feather when he stood up and started to walk around, to get a sense of where he was, yet that was merely an illusion, he was in fact still standing in the same spot he had woken up at.
He thought he had died, 'unbelievable' he thought, he was careful in life to not let such a thing like food or drink end his life, after all, smelling such things like poison and magic had come easy over the years, surrounded by dark magic beings had taught him a thing or two.
He did not know it then, but he was in the realm of the moon goddess, her kingdom for visitors was purely white, a 'waiting' area for her guests, only she could enter and only she could leave, it was her private room for private meetings.
The moon goddess had been watching Demonia since he was young, she had watched this man grow from a tortured soul to torturer, usually, she would pay no attention to others other than her own kind, but Demonia was indeed special, not for his blood but for the love he had to give, for that she had decided that his time had come.
Lilian Du Mont and Demonia had made a perfect soul pair, it was once in a lifetime she would see such a thing happen, she had guessed right the moment she witnessed the meeting of the two, bonds formed quickly without even lifting a finger, in fact, she had done nothing to the two, she was surprised to see a Renoan with her kind, it had never happened, although the timing couldn't have been more perfect.
She was worried about Lilian Du Mont, as she worries for all her children of the moon, as she watches over them from a distance.
Demonia knew almost instantly he was not alone, a presence this strong around him, he knew he was not dead, he had been summoned, but by whom? He did not yet know, he did not know of any magic uses who could make such a thing possible.
He was growing impatient. "Show yourself." Demonia says, his voice echos throughout the white empty nothingness.
The moon goddess comes to him in her wolf form, shimmering white almost like diamonds, Demonia was transfixed on her beauty, her grace, and the light that followed her every movement, he had not known instantly as he had only read about Lilian's kind, but mostly about who they worshipped, a she-wolf with great powers to grant those she finds worthy of mates, or so the books would say, no one really knew this she-wolfs true intention.
"Why am I here?" Demonia asks, unmoving and staring down the large white wolf.
The moon goddess did not show her human form to him but her true form, a sign of trust as she begins to sit in front of him, she bows her head as a sign of respect for the new King of The Vale, a realm the moon goddess loved dearly.
"Greetings Demonia Black, mate to Lilian Black, King of The Vale." Her angelic voice echos in Demonias head.
Demonia had read about mind link, only wolves could do it to each other, he had hated the fact he could not communicate like this with his mate and wife, Lilian. He hated boundaries, he wanted to be open and such a boundary like mindlinking was something he could not overcome, he hated that.
"I brought you here to formally meet you, I do apologize about the timing." The moon goddess smiles, making Demonia frown.
The timing had not been the best, the last thing he saw was his beautiful mate sitting on their bed, looking hungrily at the food he had just brought from the kitchen to her, he had one of the best days with her and now he had worried he had died, leaving his mate in despair, even now he could feel her emotions, she was crying for him to come back, but he simply couldn't do anything, the thought alone was like a barrier, stopping him from doing anything but speak.
"What do I call you? Or is it moon goddess." Demonia asks the white wolf, who sits in front of him with her head tilted to the side at his question.
The moon goddess chuckled, liking his boldness, it was refreshing, she had liked strong males for mates. "You may call me Selene." She pauses then decides to shift.
Selene, the white wolf shifts into a golden tanned woman with golden-white long locks, trailing long all the way down to her knees, she had beautiful forest eyes that if you stared long enough, you could almost see your true desire in the iris.
There she stood, the goddess of all wolves, Selene, Demonia could not almost believe his eyes as he stared upon her naked flesh, it had never been heard of for his kind to meet any god or goddess before, especially one with relations to wolves, it was simply unheard of.
"I have summoned you for a reason, King, I have watched you and Lilian for many moons, I want to grant something I have not yet done in my lifetime." She walks forward and holds her hand out, a crystal ball lays in her hand, clouded from vision. "I will grant you one wish, the ball will reveal your deepest desire, that will be your wish, choose wisely, you will not be granted another King Black."
Demonia without a second thought takes the crystal ball from her hands and watches as the clouded ball filled with mist begins to shift colors, then it starts to paint an image, one that had not clear happened yet as he was looking at something completely impossible.
An image of him and Lilian with their children, running through the trees as one, no worries on their mind as they race each other dodging trees as they run, he could see himself a totally different person, this Demonia looked happy, free from his past and the worries that haunted him, he looked truly happy with the family he had always wanted.
He looked up at Selene to see her smiling along with him at the image in the ball, she had liked his response, after all, she had no doubt he would choose this, she does not make mistakes, and yet something had worried her, but she had made her peace with the inevitable, she had chosen to grant his wish.
Taking her ball from his hands, she had stepped forward to Demonia, the next thing she did had shocked him to his core and completely made him speechless, not from shock but the pain that he felt, like his whole body was on fire, bending and breaking in awkward positions.
Selene had shoved the crystal ball flooded with his wish deep into his heart, she could feel the change almost instantly, it wouldn't be long until Demonia would be of her kind, but- she had seen the crystal ball image change slightly as she pushed the ball into his chest, without second-guessing she had fulfilled her wish to Demonia Black.
He was going to be a wolf the moment she sends him back, yet something had made her uneasy, the image should not have changed, nor should it waver, Demonia's intentions were clear as the moon, the ball did not make mistakes and neither did she.
As she watched Demonia change, bend and break to form, she could not take her eyes away because what she was seeing was beyond her vision for Demonia, she had not wanted this for him, but had expected something like this to happen, after all, Selene could only do so much, so so watched with mixed emotions at Demonia's form, beyond her vision as he changes into a vision of his own, something that is both wolf and Renoan, best of both worlds.
Demonia felt amazing, stronger- it was overwhelming his senses, he had never felt such a feeling, he was high on the power and strength of his newfound gift, he was granted from the goddess herself. Nothing could come close to the euphoria that he felt, he almost feared nothing would replace this feeling, Selene could see it in his eyes, those black eyes filled with nothing were hungry, for what she did not yet know, and that- that was unheard of.
Selene could only watch as her creation flexes his large threatening wings apart, half-wolf half Renoan, there was no escaping this now, she could only wish good luck to Lilian, Demonia's mate that she could change whatever shifted in the ball, for she feared that it could be nothing good.
"Send me back to my mate." Demonia growls out, his voice deeper and darker, his eyes black as night, it sent chills even through Selene, the goddess of all wolves.
She nodded her head and walked forward, she reaches her arm out, her finger pointed as she places it onto Demonia's forehead, she says a silent prayer to herself before sending him back, she would not regret her decision, it was a gift, she had hope for the young mates, she must believe in the power of love, she had to put her faith into the bond these two different beings now shared, it was all she could do.
Her finger begins to glow and spark as she places her lone finger on Demonia's forehead, the sensation made Demonia wince in pain as it has begun to feel like it was burning a hole through his forehead, his whole body began to shake as it felt like he was on fire, burning alive.
"Demonia." She pauses, then smiles up to the new King. "Be one with the light, the moon, your mate, and your heart, never betray neither, in fear of the darkness that follows."
Selene takes a deep breath and closes her eyes, she began to say a small prayer for Demonia and Lilian, two very different people who are now walking the same path who are going to face many forks in the road as they travel through life together, guiding one another as they live their life, an unwritten fate they will both share, now and until death.
