Fated To The Alpha, Stolen By His Brother

”The first daughter cut her palm and let her blood fall into the flame. The Goddess weighed her wolf and human souls against every unmated male present, and found her worthy of a decorated warrior. The flame changed to emerald in color. Thus emerald was the flame of honor.”

The flames turned ruby next.

”The second’s flame turned ruby, for she came from a royal bloodline and the Goddess found her worthy of another dynasty. Thus Ruby was the flame of influence.”

Sapphire.

”The third daughter’s flame was sapphire. The Goddess found her worthy of a Gamma. Thus sapphire was the flame of the wise.”

Silver.

”The fourth daughter let her blood fall and the flame turned silver. The Goddess deemed her worthy of an Alpha or Beta bloodline and matched her to an Alpha prince. The flame of leadership.”

Gold.

”The fifth bled into the flame and it turned gold. A ruling Alpha’s wolf called to hers, and the Goddess deemed her worthy to rule. Thus, gold is the flame of the King.”

Then the fire vanished in a vacuum and the High Priestess paused for a good three seconds letting the silence settle.

”The last cut her palm and let the blood fall into the fire. The fire vanished. The Goddess found both souls impure and unworthy of all the males present. The Goddess banished her from the ceremony.”

Wonderful. Nova would fall in that camp. Party of one. If the Goddess was going to reject her, then so be it.