Novel & Cerita Alolan Guardians

And then looked at the fire crackling in front of them. “When the civilizations where young, the Lord of the Heavens chose three gifted humans to protect the chamber of knowledge and history. He chose them not because of their lineage but because for their specific gifts. One could summon any creature, both magical and mythical, another could make the elements stopped as if he lorded it while another controls the elements. They’re called the guardians. Their purpose is to protect the secrets which lies inside the Chamber and only them could access it.” “Why so, mama?” she inquired as she inched closer to her mother.

ETHAN The sharp tug on my heart starts before I even reach the gates of the Vale mansion. I sit in the driver's seat of the van I rented, the engine humming low, staring at the gate of the iron entrance. I had already checked the rut centre twice tonight, three guards on rotation on each alpha who sees their ruts there to protect the omegas, the scent filters are installed every week and the emergency exit routes are mapped. Ronan is in safe hands for just one shift, and we're set for life, so why the hell am I here?

No one knew for sure. The other three guardians were just as imposing. Fenrir, the oldest, a man with a thick beard and arms like tree trunks who might have passed for a lumberjack if not for the way his eyes tracked every movement around him. Roque, dark-skinned, agile, with his hair tied in a bun and a grace that seemed more feline than lupine. And the youngest, Enzo, who couldn’t have been more than twenty-two but was almost as tall as Alaric and had the calm gaze of someone who had seen too much for his age. Ten Lycáns in total, counting me.

Commander Rylan smiled faintly. "It cannot go any farther." "Why?" "The Road of Guardians was created for mortals. Ancient guardians can only protect its entrance." Liana gently stroked the dragon's neck. "So this is where we say goodbye?" The dragon looked into her eyes and gave a soft growl, almost as if answering. Then it nudged her hand with its enormous head. Kael smiled. "I think it wants you to keep moving." For the first time since everything had begun, Liana laughed. "I'll miss you."

"What is happening to you? Why are you—" Suddenly, Ayla spoke again. "The Amerotha forest has chosen its next guardian." "What did you say?" Rowena's expression changed. Her concern for Ayla's condition was mixed with confusion. "The next Guardian?" "She is a girl full of love. She is a gift from nature. Her smile is as warm as the morning sun, her laughter as melodious as the birdsong, and her touch as soothing as the forest breeze. Ayla gasped and her eyes closed for a moment. When they opened again, she looked at Rowena with a broad smile. "I'm sure we'll hear some good news soon."

“If it’s calling you…” “It’s calling us,” I interrupted. “All of us, or none. The stormline was never meant to be ruled. Only carried.” Lightning split the ridge, far beyond our nodes. A new beacon flared in the distance untouched by human hands. The stormline had grown on its own. Kale stared in awe. “It’s alive.” I whispered, “It always was.” >>>>>>>>>>>>>> The Oath Renewed That night, under a trembling sky, the Guardians assembled on the battlements. Serena, Azelia, Kale, Mira, the watchers, the wolves all gathered around the twin-crescent flame burning in its brazier.

“But you have to trust me.” Before the boy can respond, a sharp crack echoes through the arena and I turn to see one of the guards aiming a shock baton at us, the device crackling with energy. “Enough stalling!” the guard barks. “Fight, or you both die.” My mind is racing. The boy’s fear is palpable, but there was a glimmer of understanding in his eyes so I release him and slowly stand up straight, my gaze locking with the guard’s. “If you want a fight,” I growl, my voice carrying the weight of my anger, “then come down here and face me yourself.”

Where they beyond saving? “What is your new order? Miranda. Reason with me. If you won’t give me the artifacts to give the Lords then reason with me. Tell me what it is you mean to do. What will the guardians do?” “I will not tell you, I will not give you anything. I want only Sacha. I want you dead, and want out of this place!” He had never heard of a Guardian going mad. She had told me all I needed to know and Sacha would not survive it.