Moon's Call のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

“What? The dire wolves got your tongue?! How dare you walk into my chambers like you own the place?! You came to spy on me, didn’t you?!" the queen hissed. "You good for nothing scheming whore! You have had my husband and now, you would have my throne?!" Alethea quickly shook her head in fear, still moving back. "No, no, I swear to the gods, my queen, I didn't come to spy on you! I swear!" "Then why have you come here?!" The queen snapped, obviously enraged. Alethea moved backward into the lounge since the queen kept on moving towards her in a slow but steady menacing way. "I have only come to inform you that I have been delivered of my child." The queen snorted in displeasure. "So, the whore finally puts to bed, uh?" She stopped now and crossed her arms underneath her naked firm bosom. "So, I figure that you have finally pleased my desperate husband well by giving him what he most desires, haven’t you?" She asked tersely. Alethea hesitated. "It's a girl." She swallowed hard, hop

"Just look at her blossom like a flower in spring." The queen in distaste said as she watched Theresa from one of her windows. She was walking out of the castle with a gathering basket on her arm. “I hate to admit that with the physical attributes of Adolph and that nymph, she turned out to be the fairest in the kingdom… but she still comes second place to me.” She finished haughtily. Lucas who was scribbling something down on a scroll, looked up for a moment. "She's seen eighteen winters, Ursula, what do you expect?" The queen turned away from the window and stared at him. "Eighteen winters and yet she finds no mate." Her voice was laced with mockery. Lucas sighed and put down his quill. "Yeah, and thanks to you influence, no lycan will woo her because of you. They all avoid her as if she is the very plague." Ursula snorted and poured herself a drink, then sat down on the furry-long, one-arm couch in the lounge. "I believe my subjects fear and respect me and so do they towards my

Theresa stared at the mermaid in awe. She had heard of the creatures that lived in the unknown utopia of the depths of the sea but no one had really seen much of them, unlike their distant cousins who lurked in the rocky parts of the sea and lured sailors to their watery death with their alluring voices and personal hallucinations.This mermaid before her had a beautiful tail that looked so soft and glimmered as if the light of the sky reflected off it. The end of the tail moved like it had its own mind. It was as if she could run the thin and transparent end of the powerful tail on her face and her skin would not be bruised in any way. It was so resplendent; no wonder the mer-people always never revealed themselves at all to others, except of course when no one was there.This helpless mermaid had long hair which was adorned with different types of gems, very rare shells and beautiful bones of dead sea creatures that were yet to be discovered. Her breasts were covered by a thin film

Theresa's eyes slowly widened in shock and apprehension. She had heard all about the scary tales of Pragoth and how it was the territory of the Lycans Guild who protected the realm against evil creatures slipping in through the weakening veil. The Queen saw her worried look and smirked. She had intentionally decided to take the wench there hoping that one of the creatures slipping through the veil could at least save her some trouble and kill her… but she also had something else in mind."I'm sure you wouldn't mind since no one will miss you here. You, unfortunately, have no friends here so no one will even notice that you are gone," the queen continued, "and since you have grown useless here and no man seems to want you for a wife, you might be lucky enough to find your miserable self a mate in Pragoth."Theresa listened without a word. The Queen continued. "But if no lycan or any other creature refuses to mate you, you are to serve the house of Darius as a servant, I'm sure the Alph

Blood sprayed wildly and gushed out of the gullet. More blood sprayed down on the wolves as the beast bellowed weakly, crazily moving around in circles as more blood pumped out of its shredded gullet. It swayed and collapsed on its belly in the stream with a heavy thud with the water washing its gushing blood downstream before it went so still, succumbing to its fatal injuries. The other wolves stepped back and watched the lone wolf who had intercepted the beast.The lone wolf with blue eyes remained perched on the beast's back, after sniffing the beast with its bloody muzzle to make sure that the beast was truly dead, thus confirming its death, he raised his head and stared at the other wolves with his piercing blue eyes that could make just about any wolf cower in fear. Understanding the unspoken language, the wolves looked up at the moon and howled in separate unison, paying homage to the lunar prowess of the moon and announcing their triumph. As one wolf was ending the howling, th