บททั้งหมดของ The Curse Werewolf Princess: บทที่ 161 - บทที่ 170

“It’s not what it seems!” gasped Weather.“What? What’s not what it seems?” asked Agatha.“Promise me… promise me that you will look after the child,” Weather plead. “Promise me!”“Yes. I will. I promise.”Weather, still not satisfied with the answer, shook her head in a dizzy way, whimpering, “Do not- Do not let her out of your sight.”Agatha was becoming worried about her friend. She comforted Weather in her arms and said, “Okay. But can you tell me what’s going on.”A silence fell in between them.“War,” breathed Weather.“What?” questioned Agatha. Weather seemed to be in a trance stated, “Another war will break out. Lands will split. The ground beneath us, will spit up mountains. Mountains! Lots and lots of mountains!” she trembled.Agatha was now concerned about what Weather was telling her. Is it a vision of the future? Was there a disaster? Is there death? Lost souls? What’s going to happen? What’s there to be foretold. She must ask Weather for clarification. "Weather-"Weather

FEW YEARS GOES BYLily, curious about the outside world, took a walk one day. On this day she found someone very particular. This person made her very attracted to her. Her heart was leaping at the sight of him. Thump. Thump-thump her heart beat. She found it odd as she never have this feeling before but whatever it was, was making her ached for him.Wait, what am I doing? I never venture outside of my shield, so why would I now? She then looked at the shadow of that man. Humph! It’s all his fault. I wouldn’t fall for any of his trick. Not even this man, would make me risk my existence. She backed away to return home, but before she could retrieve something stopped her. It was a smell. A sweet and alluring smell. Oh, that scent sent her sensation haywire. Seducing her inner wolf to follow him. The toxic scent was making her lose her senses, so she subconsciously followed the fellow. Whatever it was made her followed him all the way to a hot spring. At the end of that trail, she found

Solomon pretended not to notice her, and he is trying with all of his might to ignore her. But this young woman is catching his eyes. Every single second to every single minute she was all he could think of. Her graceful movement to her little chuckles of laughter was all his eyes ached for. Watching her carefully and observing her like a hawk. But why? Is it because she’s beautiful, or is there more to her? What’s this calling?“Mate,” said his inner wolf.“What?”“Mate!” shouted his inner wolf.“WHAT!” It can’t be! She’s nothing but a teenager, I am not going to take a young woman who’s not even ready to be a mom. Not only that she probably haven’t even had her period, so no! I am not going down that road, not until she’s ready.” “She’s fully mature, and ready.”“She is so beautiful. Those hair, those eyes, that looks of her…” Austin was gripping his fists tightly.“Yess, she’s gorgeous, isn’t she? She’s ready to be pluck.”“But she’s…”“She has her inner wolf.”“What!”“Yes, just l

TWO AND A HALF YEARS LATERThe dragon’s roar split the mountain apart. The ground was shaking with unsteadiness.Lily’s lips was chap with dryness. She spat out some blood. Her strength was rapidly being depleted.“LILY!” shouted Solomon. His eyes blurred and he hazily saw Lily. She was standing in front of the mystical dragon.I have to end this. I have to help him bring peace to the world. Her eyes dawdled on Solomon. He was heavily injured. It’s all my fault that he’s like this. I have to make it up to him. My life for his. “Lily! Lily! Opened this shield right now!" commanded Agatha.Lily summoned her magic into a crystal ball. Her hands was visibly shaking.Shit! She’s nearing her limit. Solomon clumsily got up and shouted her name, “Lily!”Lily was happy to hear her name one last time. She gripped every magic in her body and formed it into the death blow. Blood started oozing out of her ears and nose.“Lily! Lily!” screamed Solomon. He limped over to her shield, he frantically

PRESENT- ONE YEAR LATER.Solomon was trotting his horse alongside a small village. There was a lot of commotion being heard from the small town. Chattering of people’s voices was heard and music was being played loudly. For the middle of nowhere it was awfully drawing a lot of attention. Curiosity got the best of him, and he led his horse to the forgotten countryside. “Yeh!” he commanded his horse. His steadfast stallion held his spot, Solomon was looking at the busy market. “Solomon!” called out Peter.Grump smacked his son on the head.“Ow!”Grump gave his son a warning stare.Peter gulped and corrected himself, “Crown Prince what are we doing here?”Solomon didn’t answer. He was busy looking at the people rushing back and forth from the crowded market.“Thank you,” said a soft voice. Following that tone came a small chuckle as the spinning pinwheel spins at the wind. Solomon’s ears perked at the sound of the voice. He looked straight ahead. There standing ten feet away from