Cora From Tron: Legacy Novels & Stories

Lyra The warm sunlight filtered through the window as I sat with Calista, sipping the tea she had prepared. Calista is the wife of Alpha Jaxon of the Crewwood pack, who had graciously accepted to accomodate me in their home. His wife has been a good friend since I arrived. “Do you ever think about how different things could have been?” Calista asked, her voice soft as she stared out at the forest beyond the window. I glanced at her, sensing the weight behind her question.

My gaze flicked to every corner, every balcony, every servant who passed. Julise nudged me again. "See that man trying too hard to look bored? Kier Malen. Underground seat. Goblin blood. Knows everything. Probably has ears in your pillowcase." "Good to know," I said. Julise grinned. "We’re almost done. Just don’t look at Zarah too long. She can smell rebellion." Zarah Venmoor. The new healer rep. Part wolf, part something else. She had kind eyes, but the way she stood—too still, too calm—made me uneasy.

“Finally! Oh, Cora, you’re here. Please knock some sense into this silly ho.” Cora and Gia were my best friends, the only two people I’m close to. Gia was the daughter of our Delta, Mr. Cavrillo, and Cora is from another pack. Her brother, the Alpha of the Crimson Pack, sends her to Boulevard High, where we all met. Now we’re all in our senior year.

As it ceased, Pandora’s body seemed to emerge in a bright light bed that was floating with delicateness. “Luara, what is happening to my daughter?” Melissa asked me. I turn my head to her to hear a gasp from her. “You’re not Luara, you’re the moon goddess.” I smile in confirmation and put her hand back together with her husband’s hand. I walk to Pandora who is still looking peaceful. I touch the light casing and find out it's more palpable than it looks. "Curious" I comment, looking for some flaw in the light barrier, but to no avail.

As if a boulder has been lifted off my shoulder. I’ve realized that in order to accomplish my goal, the first and most important thing I have to do is accept who I am. I am a Lycan and to make it easier, I am not a human. So, I have to abandon those feelings and forget about my past life. I ain’t Emmaline Dawson anymore but Emmaline Knight, Luna of Shadowed Banes who in reality is a Lycan’s Princess. Whose purpose of life is to destroy the Shadowed Banes and restore the supremacy of Lycans once again on Earth.

Unseen. Only one pair of ancient eyes observed it. ——— Healer Cora stood quietly beneath the Everlasting Tree. Her smile slowly faded. She looked up into the glowing branches. "No..." she whispered. Her weathered fingers gently touched the dark bud. It pulsed once beneath her fingertips. Cold. Hungry. Cora closed her eyes. "I prayed… this wouldn't happen." She looked toward the battlefield beyond the living dome. Toward Maya. Toward the immense green-gold aura surrounding the young Rona.

The Beta assistant assigned to treat me was Julian, from our own trauma wing. When he saw my face, his hands froze. His pupils shrank. "Cora? What... what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in the healing room, treating the Luna?" Before I could answer, one of the Enforcers spoke up. "Oh? She's one of your healers? She fell into a deep pit lined with silver. We just pulled her out." Julian was stunned.

"That will not be necessary, Luna Queen. My wolf accepts nothing from your den." Cora bats her long eyelashes at me, looking very pleased with herself. "Dr. Hale, I cleared your tracks for you. Don't you think your wolf owes me a proper thank you now?" "I do not recall asking a Grand Healer to hunt in my forest," I reply coldly. Cora glares at me, her chest heaving with annoyance as she stamps her foot and storms off down the corridor. Her help wasn't pure kindness—she wanted to put my rogue wolf in her debt, but my fangs don't bend for games.

But then Cora looks at me and her eyes glow again, but this time it lasted longer and she dropped her fork and gasped as her eyes returned to normal. My eyebrows furrow and I ask, "What happened?" She looks as if she's seen a ghost and she shakes her head, "I need the Alpha." Maggie touches her arm and says, "Cora?" She looks back at Maggie and shakes her head as tears escape her eyes. Her lips quiver and she says, "Time is trying to repeat itself. We can't let it happen. Someone get Maven, now."

Her canines left a big gush in my left leg. She tried to shake me off but failed. The thing that made her shift back into a human. "You are so annoying! Even to kill!" She said, moving her hands again. Leon runs towards her, but she knocks the air out of his lungs, then does the same with my father and Anna. "It seems like you are alone. Again!" "She is not alone, bitch! Take your hands off her!" Came the voice of Evolet. "Who the fuck are you, and why the fuck should I do that?" Cora asks to smirk.