Werewolves, vampires, mermaids, and witches were not just bedtime stories for the children who wouldn't retire to sleep; but real, very real. They all peacefully coexisted, thanks to the ancestors who drew up truces to keep one race from ever interfering with another. They neither protected nor meddled, just carried on with whatever their respective routine was. 

At the top of the hierarchy sat the witches with their immense power to snap the neck of anyone who stood against them. It was either away from or with them, never against them. You did not want to experience their wrath, nope! But just like any other being, they too had their shortcomings. 

They lived in covens and one strike against their ancestors and they would be singled out. Their powers would drain slowly like thallium poisoning leaving them defenseless and as prey to the other races. The witches were always on the giving side and had not much to take. The ancestors were thirsty for blood sacrifices to satiate their blood lust and this meant sacrificing one of their own to a late one of their own. 

They had no way around it. The witches had to sacrifice a specific number of witches every year and failure to meet this demand resulted in the entire coven being deprived of the powers promised to them. But it was not much, so it did not matter. What did matter was the wrath of the ancestors which wiped them off the face of the earth. 

So the witches lived their miserable life in the shadows away from the other beings of the earth.

Next to them sat the vampires. The sun-o-phobic ugly blood suckers- well, some were hot- were the second most powerful of the mystical creatures. They were (unfortunately) the immortal beings out of all the others. 

They were nocturnal, hunting at night. The ruthless creatures were the most fastest in all the earth. Yup, double superlative. That's how fast they were! They had literally no competitors. Vampires also had the most useful power of compulsion. They could make their prey stand still while they fed from their neck. 

Vampires usually loved the loud bars at night. Blinding lights and loud music could mask away their vices of the night. A few shots and a few hickies later, the vampire would suck off the human's blood leaving them dry and dead. 

This continued until the humans had had enough. The human population was on a decline while the vampires grew since most humans were being turned. That was, until the humans proposed a treaty. 

'We set you up blood banks and you leave our people alone. If you promise to stay away, we promise to help you with the sun by joining hands with the witches.'

The Sun burned down vampires ruthlessly. A few seconds in the light and the beings would be burnt to a nice crisp until there was nothing but ashes left. The vampires were also bothering the new witches who were yet to have control over their powers. Before the young witches could even cast a spell, their neck would be pierced by the two sharp fangs. 

Thus the witches agreed to hold hands with the humans and together they proposed to hand out Sunlight rings for the ones who agreed for peace within the population. The humans made the rings while the witches crafted it with their magic and made the vampires immune to sunlight. 

The last in the hierarchy were the werewolves. They were the least magical yet the strongest ones. They had the stamina of a thousand machines and were built like steel. Most of the wolves had the power to resist a vampire's compulsion but some were not built so. 

The werewolf species comprised of four classes. True bloods, Alphas, Betas and Omegas. Alphas mostly were the rulers and lead a pack while the betas would be the pack members. In most cases an alpha mated with a beta. That helped keep the population in check since betas were not as fertile as the omegas. 

The omegas were what the ancestors called the Moon Children owing to how precious they were. They believed that that omegas were the last to have evolved since the Goddess took her time to sculpt out such valuable treasures in their race. They were treasured like beautiful trophies and birthed the strongest,  most beautiful offspring. Omegas were always found to be mates of alphas and rarely with betas. 

Omegas were mostly girls but the most rare ones were the male omegas. They were not just beautiful, they were out-of-this-fucking-world beautiful! Everyone looked at them as the offspring of Aphrodite and Moon Goddess- glimmering and perfect. They were rarer than true bloods and were considered to be Gods living amongst them. 

But as time rolled by and generations changed, the omegas, in general were treated as nothing but whores and baby machines. Any alpha seeking to help himself through his rut would abduct an innocent omega and take out his libido and hunger on the poor soul. In some cases, the omegas would be brutally tortured that they died from it.

The wolves had their natural cycles of heat. The wolves were always fertile but during heat, they were the most fertile and if not taken precaution could lead to some real family drama. 

But at the top sat the true bloods in all their glory. True bloods were the most powerful being the children of two alphas. They were called the Golden Children of the Moon Goddess. 

But some called them the 'cursed ones' since they came at the cost of the carrier parent. When two alphas were mates, the dominant alpha must choose between the carrier alpha or their offspring. 

Thus the Moon Goddess saw this and cried. She could not bear the thought of losing her children anymore and thus no alpha was ever found to be mates with another alpha. Except for in cases where they eloped or rejected their rightful mate. 

Wolves never bothered anyone and always stayed in their limits. They were friendly with all who were and showed off their strength to those who were not. There existed about a 100 packs in the country but only two emerged as the most powerful. 

The only two which where ruled by true bloods. But for now, we'd be focusing on the pack in the South-   Lupus Noctis. It was second to the other pack in the North. The true blood was yet to be the ruler since he was not of age. 

He was just a typical teenager living his life in college after which he could take up his father's business and the pack. He was the college's most sought after fuck boy and he embraced it with nothing but pride. 

That narcissistic asshole was none other than Jeon Jungkook. All he had to do was look someone up and down and poof! like magic, they fell into bed with him and never heard from him again except for the ignored hi's and hey baby's as they walked through the hallways like every other day. 

No matter how tough the person was, Jungkook just swept them off their feet. "Hey, asshole!" he heard someone holler and looked over to see his short friend, "Hey, midget!" The elder- by eleven months- Park Jimin punched the raven head's shoulder, "An inch, you fucker!

"Who's your target for today, Jeon?" he followed his friend's sight of vision to one of the cheerleaders who was standing a few lockers away from them. Her cheeks were flushed due to the raven's obvious eye-rape while trying to adjust her clothes- well not much.

The shorter friend whistled, "She's cute but she has a boyfriend, so be gone, fuckboy." Jimin deadpanned beside him and that only made Jungkook lick his lips, his eyes darkening as his lips curved into a sly smirk. 

Boy, oh boy, did he love a challenge. Just as his assumptions, one of the footballers pulled her away from the raven head's eyes. "I bet 50, I'll have her in my bed before this weekend," but Jimin crossed his hands, "Negative. You're not touching a bro's girl." He said since Jungkook was on the football team, as well. The captain, of course -thanks to his wolf genes.

"Oh, come on. She's too hot to not be in bed with me, Hyung. Plus, it's always hoes before bros for me, you know?"

Jimin, in a heartbeat, smacked his friend's nape, hard, "You're not touching another guy's girl so let's get to class." Jungkook snickered at his friend who was dragging him to class but his mind had already begun spinning its evil, dirty plans.

Jimin wanted to kill himself and his friend after they'd gotten to class. It was the same girl from the hallway, still in her cheerleading uniform but with her blond ponytail let down to gently fall on her shoulders. 

Jungkook bit his lips trying to contain the smirk as he side-eyes his friend. "Jimin-ssi," he rather hollered out-loud enough for the people in front to hear- "wanna hang out at the rooftop after this class?"

Jimin pinched the younger's rock-hard thigh, and gave him his infamous shut the fuck up, you jackfuck eyes before turning away. But this was the last thing that'd bother the jock. Jungkook shrugged him off as he continued to hungrily eye the girl's curves through her uniform. 

The girl turned just a little, enough to catch the jock in her peripheral vision before sitting up straight. She swept her hair to one side revealing her milk-white neck to the athlete. 

A few yawns and stay for detention's later class was finally over. Jimin not wanting to be one of the conspirators behind his friend's dirty works walked off to the cafeteria while Jungkook with the same sly smirks on his lips whistled as he jogged up to the rooftop. 

He looked down at the ground as the afternoon sun enhanced his features and the July wind causing his raven strands to dance, his varsity jacket puffing up and his white V-neck sticking to his body. "Jeon?" he heard someone call. Bingo!

Wiping off the smirk, he put off an innocent-as-fuck façade before turning to face the owner of the voice. It was the same cheerleader girl. She barely made an eye contact before shoving a little piece of paper into his fist. 

He acted baffled as she sent a flying kiss in his direction while the girl chuckled at the cute jock before rushing downstairs with a little happy skip in her steps. Jungkook's smirk returned once again as he opened the paper which had the girl's phone number with her name Tiffany scribbled about in cursive above strawberry lip gloss kiss. 

The jock smelled the paper before putting it into his pocket. He once again turned to look down and he tried to hold his laugh seeing Tiffany jumping into her boyfriend's arms and greet him with a kiss to his lips. 

"I'd be a millionaire, if I get paid for every person I bang!" He declared arrogantly- according to Jimin- when he smelled the scent of his best friend. "Should I even ask?"

"You know me so well, Hyung."

"Uh-huh."

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Jungkook had dropped off Jimin at the pack house and told him to make up an excuse. The elder said what he always told his friend's mother, the pack's Luna, Jeon Somi: he has practice today and the coach wants him to stay back so he could help the other players. 

The audacity of that little shit. It was something so usual to the point where Jimin's face never showed he was lying and note that Jimin was a bad liar. A very bad one. His face would sweat and his words would stutter and no coherent words would be spat out. 

"Practice again?" the beta nodded. Somi was a very beautiful woman to look at. Despite her age, she looked very much youthful and vibrant. Her wavy, sandy brown hair complemented her neatly painted rouge lips and her gold irises, indicating her alpha genes. She always smiled so beautifully and treated everyone with respect and equality. She was a perfect lady, a leader, a mother and a wife. She was just perfect in so many aspects. 

"Are they trying to make my son the next coach already or something?" He looked up at the Luna as a dry chuckle left his lips before he left off to his house. The pack house was not exactly a house. It was rather something like a suburban street but in the woods. Not in the deep dark woods but close to civilization. 

It was no compulsion or necessity for every pack member to stay there. It was more of a choice. They could be members but did not have to stay in the woods.  

The pack leader- the alpha and his family- owned the biggest mansion at the heart of the place and that was, to be exact, called the pack house. A pack would have their own healer, a clinic which was pretty decent, pretty much better than the human ones. 

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While the whole place slept through the dark, silent night, one was busy sneaking into his own house. "Freeze right there!" he put his hands up holding his shoes and squinted his eyes when someone flashed a torch in his eyes. 

"Hyung, it's me. Your brother, Jeon Jungkook!" he whisper-yelled with furrowed brows. "I know, I just wanted to give you a little scare." the younger rolled his eyes and continued to walk to his room until his brother stopped him rather loudly. 

"The next time you hook up with someone, young Jeon," the elder walked up to his brother, "I'll make sure to personally cut off your dick and serve it to you on a plate. After all, I'm a doctor and I must help out my brother and his future partner, right?"

Jeon, well Kim Seokjin was an omega and had become a Kim after his marriage with his mate Kim Namjoon. The two belonged to the same pack and so he had the comfort of living with the people he grew up with. 

"Hyung!" he whined but the elder did not budge. "I don't care if you hate me but I don't want your mate crying about how you're whoring around."

"I won't have a mate, I told you."

"It's not your choice to make, so go to your room before I call mom and dad." As Jungkook trudged up the stairs, Seokjin came up to him, "Next time, don't make your innocent friend lie for you. He's forgotten it's a lie."

Jungkook watched his brother's back retreat into the bedroom next to him. Soon, he walked up to his respective bedroom with a groan. Stupid Moon Goddess, stupid mate, stupid brother, stupid parents, stupid stupid stupid!

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First chapter was fine? I hope, IDK. And, I wanted to explain the setting of the world before getting into the story, swear the succeeding chapters wouldn't have so much info and stuff!