All Chapters of THE PROMISED SAVIOUR : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

In the solitude of his room, Thane stood before the mirror, his eyes scanning his reflection as he buttoned up his crisp white shirt, the soft fabric rustling beneath his fingers. He'd had to buy a few more clothes, especially sweatshirts, to combat the chilly winter air that seeped into his bones. Lunarville's climate was much milder, and all his life, he had never encountered the biting cold he experienced in New York City.Thane sighed. The thought of the weather had taken his mind back to Lunarville. He wondered how Councillor Gallum and Chief Candar were managing, especially without the presence of a direct Beta to assume responsibility in the Alpha's absence. His brow furrowed. What about Villapaw? They must have learnt of his absence by now. Were they keeping the peace, or had they broken the agreement and resorted to their usual raids? He thought about Omah and Shinkana, wondering what they had been up to since he left. Omah retains the title of Luna, and ever since Shinkana

Thane paced back and forth in his room, his mind a maelstrom of thoughts. He had been in New York for almost a year, yet he was no closer to fulfilling his mission. The restlessness had been building up for weeks, exacerbated with Vinnie telling him, time and again, that she hadn't been able to get any information about Lylah. He recalled the last visit to Vinnie's office, earlier in the morning. "I'm starting to lose hope," he'd said, his voice laced with desperation. "It's been months...yet nothing."Vinnie had leaned back in her chair, a sympathetic expression on her face. "I understand your frustration, Mr. Thane. But don't give up just yet. I'll keep asking around, one way or the other, something might surface."But her words had offered Thane no solace. "But how?" He'd pressed. "You said that even the name sounded strange to those you sent it to." Vinnie had cocked her head to one side. "Yes. The name turned out to be a um...unique, so to say. The names that came close, say Li

BROOKSTONE CLAN The evening air was cool and calm in the Alphahold of Brookstone, where the seven Alphas of the Realm had convened. The air was think with tension as they all sat around a large, ornate table, their faces illuminated by the soft glow of lanterns. Alpha Cochram of Brookstone, the moderator of the Alpha Convention, sat at the head of the table, his dark brown eyes surveying the gathering."The matter that has brings us all here this evening, is one of great importance." Alpha Cochram began, his deep voice commanding attention. "The ongoing war between Villapaw and Lunarville has reached a critical point. As guardians of this Realm, it is imperative we find a solution to this crisis, and put a stop to this senseless bloodshed."Alpha Thane of Lunarville shifted in his seat. His brown hair was mussed, and his piercing blue eyes appeared weary. The two-year-long war had evidently taken its toll, etching deep lines on his forehead and around his eyes. Yet, despite the exha

Kael stepped out of the Honda CR-V as soon as it pulled into the compound, his face brightening as he felt the familiar comfort of his home's surroundings. Without so much as a glance at his driver who had hurriedly stepped out to open the door for him, he crossed the lawn in a little run, making immediately for the front door and down the hall to his room. One look at his room and he could tell that his mother had been in there. His bed which he had left rumpled and untidy was now neatly made. His toys had been arranged properly on his dressing table, and his comic books that he'd scattered all over the floor had been neatly placed in his bookshelf. Kael smiled. What would he do without his mom? He dropped his backpack on the bed and headed to his mother's room. He found Lylah lying on her bed, reading a book. She looked up as he entered, a warm smile spreading across her face."Hey, sweetheart!" she exclaimed, flinging the book aside and rushing up from the bed to envelop him in

Kael trudged down the hallway, his feet dragging along the floor. His eyes were cast downward, his eyebrows furrowed in a puzzled expression. His small face was scrunched up in concentration, his lips pursed in a determined line. When he reached his mother's room, he raised his hand and knocked softly on the door. Almost immediately, Lylah swung the door open, and as soon as she took in his bewildered expression, her eyes widened in alarm. "Kael, are you alright?" She asked, her voice soft with worry as she stepped aside to let him in. "Should I make you something to eat now?" Kael didn't respond. Instead he walked into the room, his gaze focusing on nothing in particular. Lylah shut the door and approached him, the lines on her forehead deepening with worry. The room was dimly lit, with only a few rays of sunlight peeling through the window curtains and casting a sense of gloom over the space. "You done with the homework already?" She prodded, looking Kael over. Kael shook his h