All Chapters of Enslaving The Moon Goddess : Chapter 111 - Chapter 117

( 5 hours later ) ~ Today feels strangely quiet ~ Naya said softly, voice edged with suspicion. “ What quiet? Today's noisy with everyone moving up and down. I mean… after the war and all, how would it be?” ~ I know what I'm talking about. Something…feels off ~ Elora sighed, she leaned back against the branch of the tree when her mind suddenly drifted to him. Somehow… the day truly felt quiet. She's not seen him throughout the day. Not seen his hot self, not felt his cold aura, his annoying statement that always gets under her skin. His tease. His words. A smile broke on her face. “ Can't believe I'm thinking about him.” She mumbled to herself. ~ Hm? Who?~ She shook her head and sighed. “ No one.” She bit her lower lip, then she remembered how lonely he looked after he learned what his brother did. “ Is he okay?” She wondered worriedly. ~ Who? ~ “ No one.” She sighed again. ~ Larsen? Are you worried about him? ~ “ No, of course, not.” Naya chuckled. ~

~ Lora, wait! ~ Naya shouted the third time before she finally stopped running. Lost in the woods. She had run out of the mansion, into the forest, just anywhere, from everything, from the confusion. Now she knows there's a reason behind Larson's actions, but the exact reason is what she has no idea about. ~ Are you alright? ~ Naya asked worriedly. But instead, she slumped, panting heavily. Feeling exhausted, both physically and mentally. “ I knew there had to be a reason why he was acting weird.” ~ I suspected too, what are you going to do now?~ “ I don't know. I need to find out what happened and I don't even want to talk to that senseless alpha and…” She paused upon hearing some rustling from the forest. “What's that?” She whispered. ~ Feels…like a wolf presence~ Naya answered and just then, the big wolf emerged, stepping into view. A big, beautiful, white wolf. Elora's jaw dropped. The most beautiful wolf she's ever seen, with blue sparkling ey

~ No! Don't! Elora, I'm still here!~ Naya screamed but it was like she couldn't hear her voice. She wanted to forcefully separate them but then, she pulled back. She can't. She shouldn't. This was love. A want, a desire that's burning so hot she shouldn't extinguish. Naya’s face curved with a smile. Happy for Elora. But then, it finally occurred to her. What her punishment was all about, what she has forgotten about. Her eyes and ears that her family was referring to, were her love and compassion. The love to see the tears of her creations. The ears to listen to their cries. They might have been stubborn, disrespectful, unfaithful, and rude. But it doesn't change that amidst them all is still a soul that yearns for freedom. For love. To be seen. To be heard. To be assisted. Tears coated Naya's eyes. And she did something with her face full of a smile, she forcefully strengthened a core in Elora, before slipping out of her body, to give them some moment alone even thou

( 2 days later) Everywhere felt quiet, too quiet, without hearing Naya's voice for two days felt so strange and lonely. A lot has happened within these two days that she'd love to tell her about. How Larsen got justice for her, telling everyone the truth about Scarlett's death. How the slavery relationship law was cancelled from the law code book. Her revenge was served the best way. She was no longer a slave, but now Alpha Larsen’s mate. Her wolf suddenly woke up after Naya was gone, her werewolf scent was also back which Larsen recognized as his mate scent. The core Naya fought with was what gave her life. But at the cost of her own. Elora looked up at the sky, as if she would see her. “ That stubborn, talkative moon goddess.” She swallowed hard, tears forming in her eyes. “ I hate that I miss you.”She muttered, staring deeper. " I miss your words, our fights, our banter." she swallowed. " If I knew it'd end like that, that fast, with no warning, I would tell you