A Gift For My Beloved Breath Of The Wild 소설 & 이야기

_____________________ Daeira POV Elvie wanted cotton candy, so we gave her three. And a bag of candied nuts. And two new ribbons. And a small carved fox she insisted was “my new familiar.” Watching her bounce around the village square like a ball of pure joy made every bruise on my heart worth it.

One by one, they took her small hand and kissed it. "We wish you nothing but happiness," Vanguard said softly. "Everyone..." "Our promise is fulfilled. You are home now, Snow White." The Princess was speechless. She shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "You all know where my true home is." "Farewell, Princess." They offered their final goodbyes and each left her a gift. Grimm handed her a whistle carved in the shape of a leaf, something he had crafted with his own hands. He placed it in her palm and closed her fingers over it.

Marissa felt a surge of gratitude, knowing that these gifts were not just material items but symbols of the love and support that surrounded her. Among the gifts, one particularly caught her attention—a beautifully bound book filled with handwritten recipes from the village's oldest residents. This was a treasure she had always wanted, as cooking had been a cherished pastime shared with her mother. The book was a collection of family recipes, each page telling a story of love, tradition, and the joy of gathering around the table. As Marissa flipped through the pages, she could almost hear the laughter of her family and friends echoing through the years.

I never got anything from wishing so I stopped wishing. "Great. I knew you'd be in the kitchen soon before heading off to school. I wanted to make sure you got your gift." She brandished a pink gift bag, waving it in my face excitedly. "Open it!" She shoved it into my hands. It was light and inside lay a beautiful butterfly necklace. Wolves traditionally received wood carvings from their Alpha when they came of age but I didn't expect Alpha Zavier to waste his time carving me something symbolic or even wasting wood on me.

I rubbed my eyes, not sure I wished to deal with my aunt. "Are there soldiers still here?" I asked and Jinx nodded, informing me the ones that remained had wolves and needed a pack so as not to turn rogue. I nodded and rested my chin in my upturned palm, placing my elbow on the table. A feeling of invincibility flowed through me and I grinned. "I feel very powerful Raven and my white wolf with blue flames is very beautiful. Brian gave us a generous gift," Adira growled softly and I told her I believed we would need it for Noah because the gift he'd given him turned him into Anna's mate.

Jades father said to her. “Thank you dad and mom!” Jade had tears in her eyes, hugging her parents. “An here’s my gift to you Jade, it’s not much but I hope you like it.” I said. Jade opened the bag and the first thing she noticed was the scrapbook that I made for her of our memories together. I had also made her a matching bracelet like mine, so we’d always feel close to one another even when apart. Jade was crying at this point, even I had to keep it together because Jade and I have been through so much together. She’s helped me get through everything, from my parents to fights with my grandma and the whole truth thing about being a wolf and my parents being not so dead. An the last gift w

"Hannah, look—so innocent yet alluring. It's perfect for me, isn't it?" I had gifted it to her because she loved it. My hands shook as I picked up the delicate, nearly transparent cloth. My throat closed up, and my head spun. The doubt I'd buried deep inside finally broke free. Confusion and pain crashed over me. Before I could even think, the violent sound of colliding cars split the air. Then, blackness swallowed me whole.

“You have my blessings. And… my confidence.” He motioned, and an attendant stepped forward carrying a small chest carved from enchanted oak. Inside lay a shimmering orb of light, no bigger than a pearl. My breath caught. “What is that?” “A gift,” the King said simply. “A spirit-seed. It strengthens the bond between wolf and soul. Take it, Aurora.” My fingers tightened around the chest as I accepted it. Blue’s heart leapt. A gift of power… from a King. He acknowledges us.

My heart ached for him, a phantom limb yearning for a touch that would forever be denied. Stepping out into the cool night air, I inhaled deeply, the scent of pine and damp earth a familiar comfort. My loyal wolves, their dark shapes barely visible against the moonlit trees, whined softly in greeting. Their unconditional love washed over me, a soothing balm for my wounded spirit.

Also, they could see how they repaid me. … In the light, Sienna's triumphant smile was especially clear. She was waiting for me to be wrecked and die miserably under universal condemnation. I looked at her, then at the three he-wolves and at the coldness, disgust, and impatience written across their faces. Smiling, I said, "Lorcan, Arwen, Maverick, this is my final gift to you. I hope… you'll like it."