Semua Bab LUNA ANNA'S REVENGE : Bab 41 - Bab 50

Leo and Jason trained at sword combat in the Sunshine pack's training grounds. Their years of training and friendship were evident in the melodic beat of their clashing swords. However, there was a problem today.As attentive as ever, Jason saw Leo's disturbed expression. His friend's normally intense, concentrated look had faded, leaving a disturbed, faraway one in its stead. Without learning what was upsetting Leo, he knew he couldn't let this go.Jason murmured, "Leo," as they came to a halt, swords dropped. "Something's on your mind, isn't it?"Leo let out a sigh and glanced at his friend, realizing he had to come clean about it. "Yeah, something is bothering me, Jason."With a look of worry on his face, Jason raised an eyebrow. "Fill me in. You are aware that we are able to discuss anything. Just shoot"Leo lingered for a few period, looking about the training area as if he was trying to find the perfect phrase. He finally said, "It's Anna."Jason wrinkled his brow, taking in thi

My parents had occupied my whole night, and the tears that followed were a constant reminder of them. When I did wake up, I found that I was still shivering, the wet, remnants of my grief-induced breakdown still hanging on to me.I took a deep breath and threw the sheets away, swinging my legs over the side of the bed. I could tell I had the flu because of the pounding in my head and the raw feeling in my throat. Actually, it felt appropriate that my own body was giving in to the physical effects of my mental struggle and betraying me.To be warm, I slung a shawl over my shoulders and headed to the kitchen to meet Gabriella. There she was, immediately, busily cooking something that smelt warm and comforting. She smiled warmly and said, "Anna, how are you doing?" her dark eyes glistening with worry. "You don't seem well. Are you feeling okay?"Unable to raise my voice at the moment, I managed a feeble nod. Gabriella had always paid attention, and she obviously saw my anguish. With a

I headed toward the cave where I normally train with Master Cyrus. My senses were trained for the training that was ahead, and my steps were measured. My enthusiasm for training was first sparked by Master Cyrus, who served as my master in the arts of battle and strategy. However, I was unable to summon the same zeal today that I had before. I felt a persistent tiredness that was more than just bodily.Master Cyrus was waiting for me at the training grounds, his attention fixed on a group of wooden training dummies. He exuded confidence, and I knew he would sense my reluctance."Anna," he yelled across the vast area, his loud voice audible. "You're late than usual."I walked up to him and looked into his eyes. I apologize, Master Cyrus. I didn't feel good for the previous two days."His eyes were as piercing as ever as he scrutinized me for a time. "Being sick is not a justification for skipping training. However, you are unable to be here if you are ill. Rest is essential for healin

Jason could see the orange and pink hues of the sky as he moved closer to Ginger's house since the sun was shining warmly over Ginger's pack. He had missed her companionship a great deal and it had been much too long since their previous rendezvous. Jason knocked gently on Ginger's down. Ginger opened the door to see Jason knocking on it, her eyes brightening at his sight."Jason!" With enthusiasm in her voice, Ginger remarked. She sprang forward and gave him a firm embrace with her arms. "It's been ages since I last saw you!"Jason gave her a backward hug, "I'm aware, Ginger." He said in a genuine voice, "I really missed you."Ginger gave him a teasing smile as they withdrew from the embrace. "The fact that you're here right now is what counts. Please enter.""So, what brings you here today?" Ginger enquired as she busied herself making a cup of tea.Jason sat down at the wooden table and stared at her nonstop. With all honesty, he said, "I just wanted to see you. And maybe spend so

The sudden finding of the ancient book had thrown my life into a world of unknowns and possibilities. This mysterious book included information that I could never have imagined, including the survival manual for werewolves, the whole history of werewolves, cures for our ailments, and the existence of underground passageways that connected our hidden world. Through its pages, we may find insights that could fundamentally alter our understanding of who we were.I stood with the book nestled comfortably in my hands in the quiet recesses of the royal library. It felt weighty, both in terms of its actual weight and the amount of information it held. The book was a manual for our survival and our secrets, not only about werewolves. But what puzzled me was how this book, presumably discarded and abandoned, had found its way into the royal library. I peered at the mysterious symbols engraved under the title, my fingertips tracing the embossed patterns on the cover. I felt respect for the wis