Weeks passed quickly, she was still getting used to her new body. As Helena St. Claire, she now possessed superhuman strength, speed and stamina. She could extend the muscles of her legs, allowing her to leap from a crouch into approximately twenty feet into the air. Her speed was also extraordinary when she ran at full speed, making her almost invisible to the naked eye. She noticed that she could exert herself at peak capacity for several hours before exhaustion took over her body.
She could never do that when she was Amelia Stanford, the weak and naive princess of Terraria. Although she hated being reborn as a werewolf, she was thankful to be alive so she could plan her revenge on the werewolf clan.
Helena was born and raised in an orphanage. She never knew her parents and no clan had accepted her because of her unknown origin. Like the other kids, she was kicked out of the orphanage at the age of sixteen to support herself. She was scammed by a woman she met along the way and found herself being sold into a brothel. She became a fugitive when she accidentally killed a wealthy man who tried to force himself on her.
"I guess her life was also a mess." She commented after reading another page of Lucia's diary.
It was night time and the moon was shining brightly as if it was watching over her. She stared at the bright circle illuminating a frosty pure light surrounded by tiny bits of crystals.
"I know you're watching me. I can feel your gaze upon me." She said.
Some might think that she was crazy talking to the moon every night, but it was her way of thanking the Moon Goddess. She also felt that someone was guiding her, as if the Goddess was her mother.
A week after accepting her new self, she discovered that her death happened twenty years ago. At first she couldn't accept the fact that a long time had been wasted and the werewolves were now the ruler of Terraria. Dark creatures roamed around the land, making humans their slaves and the mortal race was now on the brink of extinction.
When she learned that her father's kingdom was ruined and burned to the ground by the Moon Shadows Pack, she felt an excruciating pain on her neck and Lucian's bite started to bleed again. She came to see a healer and was told that her wound would constantly bleed and would never heal because of her resentment toward the one who inflicted it.
There were three things she had to do. One, find her younger siblings. Two, go to Zedora and kill Lucian. Three, destroy the werewolf clan and stop the extinction of the human race. But how would she do it? She was a powerless rogue, always on the run to save herself. She had nothing. She had no one to help her with her vengeance.
But then, in a tavern of a small town, she heard a rumor about the next alpha of the Blood Moon Pack- Elias Lagerfeld. In two months, he would ascend the throne as the new ruler of the Kingdom of Elysium.
She was quietly sitting in a corner when she heard a group of women talking about Elias.
"Is that a new kingdom?" She asked.
A group of women in the tavern looked so shocked with her question. She really had no idea about Elysium. It was the first time she heard its name.
"Elysium has been in power for two decades. The royal family was the original descendant of the first Lycan. They're pure bloods." One of the women said.
Her heart beat from excitement and hope started to fill her.
"How about Zedora? I thought they were the most powerful kingdom."
Laughter filled the tavern and her curiosity about Elysium grew.
"Zedora was just a front. The King of Elysium gave his blessing to the ruler of Zedora to communicate with the mortals. He wanted the other alphas to work for him so he could watch on the sidelines. He also ordered the death of the last mortal king and his family."
She was taken aback. Does it mean it was never Lucian's plan, and he was just following orders from a much powerful werewolf? She tried her best not to lose control. But her soul was screaming with rage. She forced herself to smile so they wouldn't suspect her.
"So what will happen once he ascends the throne?" She was asking about Elias.
One of the women who looked younger than the others giggled and looked at her with dreamy eyes.
"There was a proclamation earlier that the prince is looking for her mate. Every maiden of the land is invited into a grand ball. And whoever that lucky maiden is, she will rule beside Elias as his Queen and Luna."
And there was her answer. She would have to do everything to enter the Kingdom of Elysium as Helena St. Claire. Now, she just had to find a way how. Because of her excitement, she unintentionally took the mask covering half of her face.
"You know, your beauty is exceptional. There was something in you that men were easily drawn to." The oldest woman from the group commented.
The others turned to her, staring at her face. They looked stunned when they saw the beauty behind the mask.
"I think you're a Cytherian." The younger woman exclaimed.
The women's faces were screaming with disbelief and shock. But she had no idea what the younger woman had uttered.
"But Cytherians had been extinct for more than a hundred years and their bloodlines had been destroyed in the immortal realm." Another woman commented.
She frowned. The younger woman saw her confusion.
"You never heard about it?"
She didn't give a response and just shook her head.
"Cytherians were women who lived in the immortal realm. It was said that their appearance was either equal or surpasses the beauty of the Goddess Venus."
"And they became extinct because of it?" She asked curiosity piqued.
The first woman who noticed her answered. "Yes. They brought chaos in the world of men because they have the ability to provoke lust and desire with just a glimpse of their faces."