Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE PROMISED SAVIOUR : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

It had begun to snow, the chill it brought building up a serene silence over the room. Lylah and Kael sat on her bed, surrounded by the warm glow of electric lamplight. The air was thick with tension, the only sound the soft hum of the heater.Lylah's eyes were fixed on her son, her brow furrowed in concern. Kael's eyes were narrowed, his jaw clenched in skepticism. He sat with his back against the headboard, his arms crossed over his chest.Lylah took a deep breath, her shoulders sagging slightly as she began to speak."I was born into a world of privilege and power," she said, her voice low and measured. "My father was one of the high lords, a prominent person among our people. In our clan we had our own laws, way of life, and customs."Kael's eyes were fixed on Lylah's, his expression intent. "So you must have had quite a nice childhood then?"Lylah's eyes drifted away, a hint of nostalgia flickering across her face. "Well, it wasn't bad... I had a perfectly normal life. My best fr

The air in the room had suddenly gone cold as Kael sat in his bed, listening as Justine told him all about werewolves. Justine was still speaking, his voice laced with bitterness. "And you know what's even more proof of how terrible werewolves are? The way they treated your mother. Did she tell you that her own clan, her own beloved people, banished her? What sort of people banishes a pregnant woman and leaves her out in the wild?" He spat out the word "beloved" with sarcasm, emphasizing the irony. Kael's eyes darted to the floor, his face burning with shame. Truly he'd had questions about his mother's banishment, but he hadn't thought about it this way. Justine's voice rang on in his ears, dripping with conviction. "None of the clans she went to would accept her. They all rejected and cast her out. She was forced to wander around, alone and pregnant, until she collapsed by the wayside. If my men and I hadn't found her, she would have died. And you, Kael, would never have been born.

Lylah's eyes blazed with fury as she stood before the open door, her gaze piercing past Kael to Dr. Ganner. Her long, curly black hair was disheveled, and her face was flushed with anger. She wore a crumpled blue blouse and a pair of black jeans, her feet clad in scuffed sneakers.Kael, taken aback by his mother's sudden appearance, stood frozen in place, his eyes darting nervously between Lylah and Dr. Ganner."Mom?" Kael called, his voice firm but cautious. But Lylah's anger was palpable. "Go to your room, Kael!" she spat, her voice venomous. "We'll have a little chat once I'm done here."Kael hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do, but Lylah's glare left no room for argument. He turned and walked off, casting a worried glance at Dr. Ganner, who still stood unflinching, his expression neutral.When Kael had disappeared from view and they could hear his footsteps echoing as he descended the stairs, Lylah's voice erupted in a high frenzy. "You think I don't know what you're doi

The first rain of the year had just ceased, leaving behind a serene and tranquil atmosphere. The air was crisp and clean, filled with the sweet scent of wet earth and leaves. The sky was a deep shade of grey, with clouds that seemed to stretch on forever, their soft, white peaks still lingering.The streets of Lunarville were empty, save for the occasional puddle that reflected the sky above, creating a mirror-like effect. The sound of raindrops dripping from the eaves of the buildings was the only sound that broke the silence, a soothing melody that seemed to lull the world into a peaceful slumber.At the entrance of his courtyard, Alpha Thane stood deep in conversation with Councillor Gallum. The councillor stood against a walking stick, listening with rapt attention to Thane. There were several new outlines of silver on his hair, and the fact that he needed a cane to support his weight showed how much he had aged. Their conversation was hushed, the words indistinguishable to anyon

Lylah stood in front of the mirror in her room, her green eyes sparkling as she gazed at her reflection. Her black hair, now thicker and more luscious with age, curled up and dropped past her shoulder, framing her beautiful face. Her full, Ruby red lips still complemented the oval shape of her face, but the passing years had etched fine lines around her eyes and mouth.At 38, Lylah's body had undergone subtle changes. Her curves were softer, and her skin smoother. But her face hadn't changed much, neither had her stature. She turned away from the mirror, her thoughts turning to her son, Kael. It had been three years since his last outburst against werewolves, but Lylah hadn't given up. She had still been trying to disengage and break his closeness and belief in Justine and Dr. Ganner, to save him from their destructive ideology.However, as she thought back on all the arguments and issues this had caused between both herself and Kael, as well as Justine and Dr. Ganner, she realized t