The Lonely God novel BEFORE YOU READ...

There are a couple of things that you need to know before you start to read this book. Please don't skip:

1. In this book, HYBRID term is used to refer to those wolves who have one of the elemental powers like fire, water, air etc. Some say that hybrid wolves are the cursed wolves and some say that it's a gift from the moon-goddess. If you find multiple explanations of being a Hybrid wolf then don't fret, multiple folks have their multiple versions.

2. THIS ONE IS IMPORTNAT>In this book, the Moon Goddess doesn't pair mates. The paring of mates is done by ISHTAR, Sumerian and Babylonian goddess of love and fertility. She had a habit of attracting lovers and then killing or maiming them.

PROLOGUE

-HIM-

I look up at the heavenly sky as my feet rest on the mortal land. The crunch of snow underneath my feet accompanies the low whispers of the chilling wind. My breath comes out as a white cloud in front of my face.

It's one of the days when I wander around the earth. I don't have anything to do in particular and nowhere to rush to. I am an immortal. Time doesn't bother me much.

There's no specific way to measure the time I have existed but to provide a rough figure all I could say is that, I am older than the sea, I've traveled far enough to see the horizon and I've counted all the stars that ever existed in the endless sky. That's how old I am.

I continue to walk and come across the white flowering trees - the one that produces flowers in this snowy land. They stand tall, providing and guarding the pack that I visit quite often. River Red, owned by this particular silver-headed Alpha.

I resume walking inside the pack, walking past several people who can't see me. I can choose when I want to be seen and where I want to be seen, that's one of the powers I have. Instead of wandering, like I usually do, today, my legs lead me to a knowingly unknown path.

My feet halt at the front of a big house. By its size and lavishness, I know that it's the Alpha's house. I near one of the several windows that line the house and look inside.

Three girls, not older than ten are playing inside. Two are silver blond while the third one has black hair. They are deep into a seemingly important discussion. The black haired girl is holding a rose in her hand which is levitated high up in the air while one of the silver blonds is trying to take it from her.

Her blue eyes glimmer with mischief and her face has an innocent glow to it, the black haired girl. She stands on her toes, making it hard for the silver blond to get the rose. I know she is a troublemaker when the sides of her lips curl up slightly as the silver blond bursts into tears.

"A mortal," She answers and for a moment, I am taken back. She looks close to four years old and manages to know the difference between a mortal and an immortal?

"What are you thinking?" I find myself asking, tilting my head at a side. This child is different. There's this aura to her presence that could call the attention of the whole universe. She could attract anyone towards her like a magnet.

"Do you have a mate?" She asks and I am yet again surprised at the knowledge of this child. She looks very young to know about mates but maybe she doesn't really know what mates mean. Feeling the gaping hole in my chest, I answer, "No."

I don't have a mate. I cannot have a mate. I am the Lonely God. I rule alone and I prefer it this way. I am a King without a Queen. This is one of the traits that set me apart from other wolves.

Her lips form an 'O' at my answer before she looks down at the red rose in her hand and then back at me. She steps forward before handing me the rose. I look at the rose and thence to her. She grins widely, showing off her baby teeth.

"Mate," She says playfully, taking me by surprise. I wonder if she really knows what a mate means. She turns around and traces her footsteps on the snow back to her house while I am kneeled on the snow, wishing for a mate I'd never have...