This is re edited by my friend skywolf42.

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Prologue

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The forest was bathed in moonlight and the giant trees stood silently like sentries. The unnatural silence of the forest was suddenly broken by the howl of a wolf.

The young couple taking a midnight amble became alert, looking around nervously. At a first glance there was nothing unusual about the picture. Two young lovers were meeting secretly at night. Both the boy and the girl seemed to be in their late teens and both were attractive. They were both dressed in tribal clothing; for the girl, a long tunic that was bound around her neck leaving her creamy shoulders exposed. The young man was dressed in trousers and a shirt with brown boots. He had an arrogant tilt to his head and chiseled aristocratic features which boasted aristocracy. He was of a different race altogether. The son of a British lord.

They say that animals have an extra sense which alerts them to danger, so in the face of hazards the first to know it are the animals. The hair on the girl's arms stood on end and she looked around warily.

She took the young man's hand and stepped toward the edge of the trees cautiously. She had just opened her mouth to tell her lover to run when they heard a stick cracking and gleaming black eyes emerged out of the darkness ahead of them.

The boy pushed his lover behind him and assumed a protective stance, staring in fear at the black beast looming a few feet away, his heart beating so fast he thought it would leap out of his chest. For all his eighteen years he had never seen a more terrifying or unbelievable sight. The wolves stepping into the clearing were not your normal everyday wolves. These were magnificent, large as horses and much more frightening. He felt certain he wouldn't live to see the sun shining tomorrow. His biggest concern, however, was not for his own life but for the life of the girl he loved more than himself.

The clear night sky suddenly darkened with black clouds that hid the moon, spreading an eerie gloom around the forest. The girl clutched the hand of the one she loved with a white knuckled grip, fearing the end was close. Nobody would believe she had imprinted on an outsider. 'We will surely be punished, she thought with fear.

She felt helpless. She looked around, searching for her father amongst the warriors of her tribe. Where was he? He was supposed to come home early. 'Father will understand, or he will at least listen,' she hoped.

Suddenly the black wolf snarled and lunged toward the young couple. The girl had no chance to react before she was thrown several feet away. Sitting up dizzily, she stared in disbelief at the boy who had stolen her heart lying a few feet away from her. He had pushed her out of harm's way and taken the full brunt of the attack. She stood slowly, paralyzed, tears spilling from her wide brown eyes at the gruesome sight before her. Her own spirit brothers, her own people, had attacked her imprint.

Her view was then blocked by the giant wolves stepping in front of her. With an enraged shriek she phased into a small white wolf and snarled at those standing between her and her love, her only thought to protect him. He was her heart, the one person worth dying for. How could she live if something happened to him? She growled menacingly and snapped her jaws at the wolves trying to block her advances.

The light drizzle became a heavy downpour and lightning illuminated the clearing from time to time, followed seconds later by the loud claps of thunder. The wind howled, drowning out the pain filled moans and sobs emanating from the injured young man.

The little wolf howled madly, trying to escape the cage the other wolves had formed around her. Suddenly, the sound of heavy paws hitting the earth reached their ears and moments later, an ash colored wolf, the largest of all, cleared the tree line and leapt into the little clearing. Before the alpha could give an order, the black wolf delivered the death blow to the young man, watching coldly as his victim's life blood seeped out into the ground.

The ash colored wolf released an authoritative and meaningful growl, causing all the other wolves to whimper and kneel in submission. The battered boy took a gurgling breath, blood dripping from his lips, extending a shaky arm to try one last time to reach the whimpering little wolf. With a show of sheer willpower that only true love could have summoned, the she-wolf broke through the cage they had formed and ran over to the boy. She could hear his slow, weak heartbeats, her own heart starting to imitate it. 'Is it the end?' she thought sadly, closing the distance between them.

The young man reached out to touch the soft white coat of his love one last time, then went limp, lifeless eyes staring emptily at the distressed wolf girl. She nudged him with her snout, licking blood from his handsome face in a desperate attempt to revive him. Finally, the little wolf threw back her head and let out a heartbroken howl, laying down next to her dead lover's body with a heavy heart. The grey wolf tried to approach but retreated when his daughter growled threateningly. Her own pack had slain her imprint. Her own spirit brothers had broken the tribe's most absolute law.

It rained for three whole days.

The little white wolf kept silent vigil over the body of her lover, but finally, on the third day she had no more tears to shed. The rain stopped as quickly as it had started and the sky began to clear. The moon, having been hidden for the past three days by rain clouds, started to shine its pearly glow over the forest. She and her dead imprint were bathed in moonbeams and, as the other wolves watched in shock and fear, the grieving wolf turned to stone and the boy's corpse disappeared from the forest floor.

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A/N: Hope you all like it.

Thank you once again to Charlotte Miles who helped me with this story and Skywolf42, you guys are the best for showing me my weak points and making this story better.

Aria.