Breaking the Curse of the Lycan Prince

I cannot offer a rational explanation for how I had accomplished such a gruesome deed, driven by an overwhelming power that had inexplicably overtaken me. That fateful night, within the confines of her room, I had brutally ended my mother's life with my bare hands, rending her chest with my claws and consuming her heart, an act that resembled the actions of a bloodthirsty monster.

All I could recall was the emergence of a ferocious, unknown beastly spirit that had risen within me, seizing control of my mind, body, and soul just as my mother had nearly taken my life. It was this strange entity that had saved me from certain death. By the time I had wrested control back, the deed was done, and I had taken the life of the woman who had given me birth. The pack, however, etched into their hearts the belief that I had killed our Luna. They subjected me to brutal torment, weakening my wolf with wolfsbane and stripping me of my royal lineage, relegating me to the lowliest status, that of a slave.

No one cared to hear my side of the story, let alone understand why I had resorted to such a gruesome act. It had been a fight for survival, a desperate struggle against my mother, who had transformed into a bloodthirsty demon, hell-bent on my demise. I had tried to evade her, to escape from that room without causing her harm, but it proved impossible. She was swift, relentless, and intent on ending my life.

I had no choice but to defend myself, and my victory in that battle would not have been possible if not for the extraordinary strength that had surged within me. I remained oblivious to the true nature of that mysterious power that had suddenly awakened within me and how it had manifested from my own body. I had sensed the presence of a strange entity within me, distinct from my own wolf, despite not having reached the age of 16 when the wolf typically awakens. Fueled by this peculiar strength, I had fought back against my mother's demonic possession. This unsettling incident had unfolded while everyone was gathered at the royal palace for the Beta's daughter's birthday, leaving me isolated and in a desperate struggle for survival.

It was a stark and brutal choice: either I fought back and killed her, or I was killed.

I can still recall the moment it all began. My mother had inexplicably summoned me into her room amid the birthday festivities, and I assumed she had a message or something important to convey.

I remained oblivious to the fact that she was already ensnared within the grip of a malevolent enchantment, her sanity slipping away.

"Mommy, why did you bring me into your room?" I had queried, but my question went unanswered. Instead, I watched in growing horror as her eyes darkened and clouded over, while her canines elongated into menacing, razor-sharp fangs.

Fear surged through me, and instinct drove me to make a desperate dash for the door. However, before I could make good my escape, she lunged at me, her claws sinking deep into my back. A piercing scream of pain escaped my lips as agony gripped me. I begged and writhed, struggling to break free from her grasp, but my efforts proved futile. She pinned me down with an eerie gaze, a chilling snarl on her lips, and an unsettling demonic aura emanating from her form.

"Mommy! Mum! What are you...?" I gasped, my voice strangled by terror, while she continued her relentless assault. Her fangs pierced my neck, and she drank my blood, her clawed hand tracing my chest as though searching for my heart.

The excruciating pain overwhelmed me, and my strength waned. My ability to cry out for help or howl in distress dwindled, dissipating like a wisp of smoke. That night, my own mother was on the brink of taking my life, and no one came to my rescue. No one heard my pleas within the confines of that room, as my screams were drowned out by the thunderous rhythm of drums and the festive music celebrating the birthday.

She withdrew her bite from my neck, emitting eerie guttural sounds as her vacant eyes stared into the void.

"You must die for the demons to rule!!" I heard my mother utter, as if an unseen force spoke through her, her words chilling me to the bone.