First QuarterChapter Eighty-OneA satisfied sigh escaped from Mallory’s lips as soon as her back hit the soft mattress of her bed. It was small and thinner than she usually used in the mansion, but it was better than the makeshift bed in the cave.She stared at the ceiling for a while before curling on her side, gathering the fresh blanket in her chest. Mallory closed her eyes, wanting a quick nap. Soon, her consciousness drifted.She thought she would have another dreamless night, but instead of seeing pure darkness, she saw a lot of blood.Familiar faces—dead or alive—appeared in her mind. Blood covered their bodies, faces contorting in pain, tears streaming down their faces. They’re different persons, yet they all were screaming the same thing.“You are useless!”Mallory abruptly opened her eyes. She sat on her bed, panting hard.It was a nightmare. A terrifying one.A nightmare? Mallory bitterly smiled.The reality-induced nightmares. And the words they said were… Not entirely wr
First QuarterChapter Eight-Two: Back Again“You don’t need to be reserved.” Finally, Oddny looked at her. Her eyes contained nothing but calmness. It was unbelievable that someone younger than her could control her emotions that much. Oddny continued. “I don’t like him anymore.”Mallory said nothing. Because what she said was already the truth. Would she mate with him when they arrive back in the pack? No. She wouldn’t. And that is already set in stone. No one can change her mind. In the end, Mallory merely smiled at her and said nothing more.The travel back to the pack took two days. Mallory thought that something would happen along the way. Fortunately, nothing did. They passed by the protective barrier of the pack safely.They were in haste, and when they arrived, the enormous gates immediately opened.Horses and wagons dashed inside, greeted by a mass of people.But instead of cheering for their safe return, wallows of cries rang in the air.They had arrived with another batch
First QuarterChapter Eighty-Three: Speculations“Did the king of the vampires order them?”“Why would he use them now?”“To… Look for the Goddess’ Blessed?”“That’s absorbed! It’s been 18 years, and they only used nobles to look for her!”“I know, but—”“I apologize for interrupting.” At once, all eyes turned to Leofric.Leofric, not intimidated by their stares, stepped forward. “However, I seem to forget to mention one odd thing while in search.”“Odd thing?” Alpha Ragnarr’s eyes sparked in interest. “Do tell.”Leofric looked at Trevon, who bowed his head to him and went out. Not long after, he came back, carrying a wooden box.The elders, as well as Alpha Trevon, looked at it curiously.Without making them wait, Trevon placed the box on the table and stepped away. This time, it was Leofric. He placed a hand on the box and opened it.Once all eyes saw what it was, they all paled, their eyes widening.It was a severed head. Its eyes were wide open, and its mouth slightly gaping.Red
First QuarterChapter Eight-Four: QuestioningWhen she arrived in the basement, she saw Leofric there already. Alpha Ragnarr was also there, speaking with one another.They stopped when they saw her descending the stairs. Alpha Ragnarr came forward to greet her with his usual warm smile.“Welcome.” He spoke.“Hello,” Mallory greeted back, observing Leofric at the corner of her eyes.Though, it seems like Leofric wasn’t paying attention to her. The corner of her eyes involuntarily twitched. Is this what he meant by someone proposing the mating ceremony?‘He probably said it on the spur of the moment,’ Mallory told herself. ‘Maybe he was pressured, that’s why.’Mallory decided not to think about it anymore. She shook her head and finally noticed what was inside the basement.There were wooden shelves that were filled with jars, books, and herbs. There were also broken weapons and gears. It was like a storage room. Next to the shelf was a pot of flowers. In the center of the room, there
First Quarter Chapter Eight-Five: Meeting Again“Right,” Alpha Ragnarr looked at his son and said with regret. “About your offer, Mallory declined.”“Declined?” Leofric looked at his father in confusion.“Yes,” he said. “She said that she doesn’t want to mate with you just yet. Though it seems like it’s an understandable reason, the thing is, I think she doesn’t want to do it with you?”A serious of emotions crossed his eyes. “She… Doesn’t want to? But, why?”“She told me that she’s mentally drained at the moment,” Alpha Ragnarr smiled at him. “But I don’t think so.”“She lied?” Leofric frowned.Alpha Ragnarr turned for the door. “Who knows?”-Leaving their hearing range, Mallory sighed in relief.‘Thank Goddess I was able to fool them,’ she said to herself, walking straight ahead. ‘I don’t even know how they believed me.’ After that nerve-wracking time in the basement, Mallory wanted to rest. But she couldn’t. In her mind, she wants to see someone so badly. She couldn’t do it afte
VOLUME 1CHAPTER ONE (NEW MOON)ARC ONE: Landow Pack: The Landow’s Home and GraveyardChapter One: The Birth of the Savior and the Threat...Long ago, in a world ruled by vampires, the creatures of the night held dominion with their immortality and deadly prowess. Humans were mere prey, easily slaughtered without resistance. Terrified, they sought refuge in the forest and underground, desperate to avoid attracting the vampires' attention.Even werewolves, blessed with strength under the moon's glow, proved inferior to the undead. Their only defenses were sunlight and silver, but both had limitations; one can’t be with them for too long, while the other is equally poison to them. Faced with the vampires' unyielding immortality, werewolves retreated to the wilderness, hiding for survival.Then, a prophecy emerged, foretelling the birth of the Goddess Blessed. This prophecy threw the vampires into chaos, leading them to mercilessly hunt and slaughter werewolves in a desperate attempt to
CHAPTER TWO (NEW MOON)Chapter Two: History Repeats Itself---She is The Goddess' Blessed, Was told to save her people from their fate. But the Goddess' Blessed couldn't save herself from her own fate.---“Mallory!” Damian’s voice rang out, making her look up in surprise. He was standing a few feet away, his hands on his hips, a playful grin on his face. His blue hair gently flowed in the wind. “Fishing again?”Mallory blinked, momentarily taken aback by his sudden appearance. “Damian! Yeah, I don’t know what else to do…” she replied sheepishly.He chuckled and walked closer. He looked at the bucket, half of it full of water. Fish swam in the tight space, wriggling out in an attempt to escape.Jokingly, he said, “If you keep this up, there will be a shortage of fish next season.” Then his eyes found their way back to hers. He beckoned. “Come on, we’re up for lunch. Ma and Oddny are preparing something delicious,” he said, reaching out to help her up.Mallory nodded, setting aside
CHAPTER THREE (NEW MOON)Chapter Three: Blood Gushes from Open WoundsBang!Mallory instinctively sat up as the sharp, booming sound penetrated her ears. Her eyes quickly shut close. Her pale, skinny hands were pressed tightly against her ears, her whole person was trembling like leaves against a heavy storm. Amidst the cacophonous ringing in her ears, Mallory heard the distinct chaos happening outside the house.Woods were breaking. She could hear flesh tearing and smell blood in the air.Her heart raced, feeling a sense of familiarity in her heart. That made her almost deny the reality, but the noise of destruction and screams of terror only continued.This brought her sense of self, and immediately, she stood up and left her room to look outside the window.And just in time, she saw a figure piercing one of her kind with a rapier, its hilt covered in gold. The man looked down at his bloody chest, his eyes gleaming with malice and unacceptance.The figure’s face was slowly illuminat