Novel & Cerita Blue Lantern Oaths

"Alpha Roland of the Emeraldfang. Luna Rachel of the Bronzefang. Alpha Mike of the Ruby Fang. Alpha Derek of the Blackfang. And not least, Luna Diva of the Silverfang." Diva's body stiffened. "Me?" The other leaders floated forward with a smooth ease. She stuttered, her body not wanting to obey. "Soothers, then," the Soothsayer insisted again, her tone not up for discussion. She moved forward, hesitantly into place at the rear of the rest. She didn't belong here. She wasn't one of them. The Soothsayer scanned the leaders, then nodded. "It seems one of our leaders is absent—Alpha Derek of the Blackfang."

"Do you, Caroline Blair, so solemnly swear that you will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the position of which you are about to fill as Luna of Pack Possente Lupo; that your leadership and advisory will be free from manipulation and distortion and that your leadership and advisory, will therefore, be presented with intents only for the benefit of Pack Possente Lupo?" "Yes." "Do you, Caroline Blair, so solemnly swear and affirm, on oath, that you take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion?" "Yes." "Do you, Alpha Luca Ronan, accept the terms of this Agreement as fair and cogitable; and do you recognize and accept the oath Caroline Blair has ma

"To make the pack the best pack the world has ever seen. Xander, you know as well as I do that Lycan pack numbers are dwindling. If can take over every pack, it will make things so much better." “This conversation is over!” I walk out of his office, trying to decide if I should seek out my brother or go to Blue. I chose Blue, she was the only one I wanted to see. Maybe there was something she could tell me that she hadn’t told my brother. Ophelia was standing outside Blue’s room. Her fingers were linked together behind her back as she paced back and forth, scowling. “Are you okay?” She frantically nods her head. “Then why are you standing out here?”

A blood-red contract rune formed in the air before it. "Serve me, and I will give you true freedom. Defy me, and you'll suffer a torment worse than any seal." The Rage Spirit stared at the blood-red rune, feeling the terrifying power within it. This was a Blood Oath, a pact only the royal bloodline could command. Sign it, and your soul is bound to me. But betray this oath, and your soul will be torn to shreds. "I... I choose to serve," it said, dropping to one knee and pressing its energy signature into the rune.

Weston, too, entered, his expression torn between pride and hunger. The officiant—one of Magnolia’s pale companions, eyes as empty as glass—held out the knife. Not ornate, but simple, sharp, ancient. Savannah extended her hand. The blade slid over her palm, and blood welled, rich and crimson. She let it fall into the basin. Magnolia repeated the gesture, her blood mingling with Savannah’s. Then Weston. The basin shimmered, as though the three streams of life had ignited something unseen. “Once mixed,” intoned the officiant, “there is no division. The oath is eternal. You will rise and fall together.”

At its center, a round obsidian stone reflected the evening light calmly, as if awaiting the blood and oaths that would be placed upon it. The pack members stood in a circle, dressed in midnight blue ceremonial robes. A soft chant in an ancient language echoed from the mouths of the elders carrying leaf-shaped lanterns, glowing with small silver flames symbolizing blessing and hope. Among them, Alpha Aric stood tall, waiting for me with a gaze full of trust.

Maelis said. “I SWEAR I WILL GO MAD AT THIS RATE,” Caius wailed. “Everyone has so many secrets ! And now I am starting to believe that I never knew my best friends nor do I know anything about our pack !!” “Calm down buddy,” Finn coaxed him. “What do you mean by Alpha blood in your veins and being the true Guardian of the Blue Opal ? Isn’t Lucan supposed to be the Guardian,” Riven asked. “You all heard that Zoe was the Master of the Red Stone. In the same way, I am the true Guardian of the Blue Opal which gives Lucan and me the power to protect our mates from any harm.”

It is the centerpiece of the Blue Moon Ritual. All Alpha members of the Xander Alliance wait for the full moon to turn blue. As they begin to gather one by one on the balcony of the ballroom mansion, they notice the state of the sky. The Alpha is standing, forming a circle with the Elder Alexander in the center. While the Elder Alexander lit the flames as a sacrifice to the blue moon, the Alpha waited for the slowly moving moon. Thin, slowly moving clouds covered the moon. As the second passed, the red-white full moonlight slowly turned blue.

No one dared speak above a whisper: the moon-oath ceremony was older than any Alpha, and lying beneath its symbol was said to twist a wolf’s tongue to ash. Ophelia stood on the eastern arc, palms slick despite the chill. Maeve and Ash hovered just beyond the cordon of guards. On the western arc, Caroline appeared flanked by two retainers, her hair braided in austere coils, sable cloak hiding manacles. Beta Hawthorne stalked behind her, jaw set like quarried stone. Dylan stepped into the center. Moonlight still lingered, pale against the rising sun, enough to sanctify the vow. His voice carried without effort.

"In this day and in this hour, I call upon the ancient power. As our bloods mix in this bowl, we promise to give thee thy souls. If our tongues break this oath to our friend, then our lives will come to an end." Lucy's eyes glowed blue as she casted her spell. A bright white light took over the basin as the spell set in motion. There was a popping sound and then the bowl disappeared in a ray of silver light, like it had never been there. "Wow!" Ariel exclaimed. "The oath has been activated," Lucy sighed. "Now tell us what this is about?" Cameron barked. "It's about Anna," Kanyon let out. "What about Anna?" Alpha Daniel urged. "The Priestess is passing a decree for our wedding."