Lahat ng Kabanata ng Awakening The Sliver Wolf : Kabanata 181 - Kabanata 190

Mia and Ravenna moved through the crowd, leaving the noise of the feasting hall behind as they entered the quiet corridors near the personal lounge. Mia’s mind raced with questions about the statue. She so much hoped Bianca could explain it. The worry about the missing serpent scale faded and was now replaced by a deeper fear for the pack’s safety.They reached Bianca’s door. Ravenna raised a hand to knock, but before her knuckles could connect, the door swung inward silently.Bianca stood in the doorway, her usual bright eyes calm and perceptive, as if she had anticipated their arrival. She gestured them inside."Mia. Ravenna. I sensed your approach. Come in. I sense you have questions." Her voice was soft and melodic.They stepped into Bianca’s chambers, a space filled with the comforting aroma of dried herbs. The shelves were filled with books, big and small in volume."Bianca, we need your help," Ravenna began, her usual composed personality giving way to urgency. "We've seen som

Mia had been listening to the conversation silently, lost in her head, but when Dalian said he was going to see Nyx, she immediately perked up. "No," she said, very inaudibly—so soft, it was barely a breath, but Dalian heard. Her hand, which had been resting on her lap, unconsciously tightened into a fist. She didn't trust Nyx around Dalian. Not after everything. There was a raw, protective instinct that flared within her—an unspoken conviction that Nyx still harbored a lot for him.Dalian felt her subtle disagreement—the unspoken fear she held about him volunteering to meet Nyx. He wished he could reassure her fully, but he knew she had seen and heard enough to discourage her distrust of Nyx.He simply reached over and squeezed her arm—a silent plea for her understanding. It had to be him. Darius didn’t seem to hear Mia’s quiet protest. He studied Dalian carefully before speaking. He gave a sharp nod, making his decision."Alright. You two will approach Nyx. But be careful. Don’t m

Hours later, the sun was already high in the sky, glowing brightly over the pack. Dalian lay next to Mia, listening to her soft breathing. It was the only thing keeping him calm. But he hadn’t really slept. His mind was restless. The weight of everything was on their shoulders. It was their duty to keep the pack firm. He could still hear the distant celebration buzz from the fifth-day feast. The blood moon was tomorrow, and it would be the last day of the feast. Nobody knew—none of the pack members knew—what was at stake.The image of the Junazus Stone stayed in his mind. It was almost like he could still feel its silent energy buzzing in his bones. He knew Mia hadn’t really rested either. She kept turning and sighing in her sleep. Even though she had been subtly rejected by the pack, even if she was always judged for her father's bad legacy, she still had the pack members’ safety at heart.He looked at her once more, leaned closer, and kissed her softly and shallowly on the lips. It

In her hand, between two fingers, she held the serpent scale. It caught the dim light, shining faintly.Mia’s eyes widened. “You again? What… what do you want?”The seer gave a small and almost sad smile. “Yes, me again. And this time, Mia, I figured you will need the key.”“The key to what?” Mia asked, her heart pounding. She didn't really understand what the seer was saying.The seer’s eyes seemed to see straight through her. And this time, like she saw Mia's confusion, she dropped her voice, low and steady. “The Junajuz Stone. Child, it will be activated. It will release your protection spell, and nothing can stop its power—not even now. Except for one rare thing.” She leaned closer to Mia, her breath slightly brushing Mia's face. “You’ll need the hair of twins. Twins born from a Lupinarian mother.”Mia frowned, confused. “Twins? And a Lupinarian?” First of all, she wasn't sure what the Junajuz Stone was, and even if it was what she thought it was, then how did the seer know? She's

Mia's keen, concerned eyes dropped to his hands immediately. She could discern the red colour across his arm in the dim light, and a deep, ragged cut that was into his left forearm, still oozing blood slowly."It's just a few scratches," he dismissed, but she pulled on his arm."It needs tending," she said softly but insistently. "Come on."The air was cool and carried the distant sounds of their pack falling back into place to defend the territory. Mia perched on the edge of the bed beside Dalian, a basin of warm water and a clean cloth was placed on the space between them.She gently cleaned the slash of claw in his forearm. Her fingers were light as a feather, almost respectful, as she wiped away the dried blood. The short, deep scratch looked hurtful, it was a testament to the brutal fight."You truly were fantastic," Dalian said once more, watching her. Her brow was furrowed in concentration, as she was still tending to his wounds in a quiet, intimate gesture. "That instant the J