Eda The Owl Lady Novels & Stories

Kareela is the elder's great-granddaughter. We went inside a room where old books are kept, there we saw an old lady holding a book that is the same size as the book of origin, and beside the old lady is the man who has wings. I held Zale by the end of his clothes and looked at him with a warning look and he just nodded out of submission. "You're here fated child of the goddess Tana and the fated child of the goddess Sedna, we would like to ask of you." I would like to just go out of this very room because this old lady is creeping the hell out of me. Her eyes are pure white, with no signs of the pupil or what-so-ever. Zale hid behind me, as if he can hide, he is basically taller than me.

"You are a pain in the ass, Ender." "If you say so." I revert my attention back to Adele. "Why are you here?" " I'm here to accompany you to class," she said, beaming. I rolled my eyes. Typical Adele. --- The house had a name, according to Adele. “Elroy,” she said. “It was the residence of the previous Luna of our pack, and also the founder of the school—Eve Lucan. She was half Lycan, half witch. She was also the princess of Nevanda in her time.”

The creature let out an ear-splitting howl, its claws scraping the stone floor. Godiva raised her hand. “Wait. It’s not attacking.” She stepped closer, her courage unwavering. The wolf’s gaze fixed on her, unblinking. Slowly, she knelt and bowed her head. “I am Godiva, daughter of Selena, the Moon Goddess. I seek guidance from the Moon Goddess to protect my pack and halt the darkness.” The creature hesitated, then bowed its head in acknowledgment. The air shimmered around us, and its form dissolved into silvery light, revealing a staircase descending into the temple.

She tilted her head to the side. "You are a part of the sword pact, aren't you?" Esmeralda nodded, that little assuring smile dancing on her face. "Yes." "Who are you?" She asked again, more pointedly. "I am Esmeralda Hac'o Jaudra. Leader of one of the most powerful clan of witches, and head of spell casters of the sword pact." A slow smile built up on Eleanor's face. "I knew it. He didn't see you come out?"

she whispered, awe and disbelief intertwining in her voice. The woman smiled warmly, her voice like a melody carried on a gentle breeze. “Welcome to my realm, Ella.” Ella blinked in confusion. “Am I… am I dead?” The Moon Goddess chuckled softly, her eyes twinkling. “Not quite, my dear. This is my realm, a sacred place where I guide and protect my children.” She gestured gracefully to the wolves surrounding her, their forms shimmering with light. Ella’s knees buckled slightly under the weight of the moment, and she bowed her head. “Oh, Moon Goddess,” she murmured, her voice trembling with reverence.

There are seven Oracles in the Lycaon palace, but one of them was the most powerful and closest to the moon goddess as everyone believed. Her name is Cordelia. She was a popular oracle, talked about around all werewolf and Lycan packs. As we approached her shrine, goose bumps started to creep up my skin, along with a banging headache. I started to panic. Ever since the incident where Draven got shot, I haven’t had this recurring headache. I wanted to believe it was gone forever but as I started to feel the pain, fear crept in.

"Yea but that was a big slip up on our part." I looked at Elodie, "Can you pick a bird and fly back and check to see if it's there and fly right back?" Elodie looked amused, "It’s close to nighttime so I think an owl will do." Addie gasped as Elodie's body changed into a beautiful white owl with those light blue eyes. She took off immediately and Mercer looked longingly after her. "Part of being a Jinn is being able to take animal forms, but her hunter abilities amplify that by being able to take the form of any animal that exists or has existed." "She can turn into any animal she wants whenever she wants?” Addie looked at me disbelieving. Mercer laughed, "Yeah and she's beautiful in whateve

There was so much more that we had yet to learn about Kyra and what she was capable of. My father had found someone that might be able to translate the book Brett and Caleb found a couple months ago, but it would be another couple of weeks before she could arrive. Her name was Elda, and she was an original elder of the council that was created to over see the werewolf packs to bring order to our kind. She was currently in London, helping the Royal Guard deal with a pressing matter and she couldn’t leave just yet.

Livie exclaimed before heading towards the toy store. I didn't understand why, but Olivia went crazy with toy stores. “Can we go in?” She asked with puppy eyes. “Why not?” I said defeated. Ecstatic, she went straight to the stuffed animals, hugging a big tiger. “Come see, Mark!” She exclaimed excited a few minutes later “Look!” He said showing me a Darth Vader figurine in hand. Not knowing how to react, I just stood there feeling my face really hot. "Mark... I'm your father...” She said in a deep voice and then began to laugh, and I had no choice but laugh as well, joining her madness.

But he could not bring himself to ask her. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. It was Hilda with her eyes not looking like the ones a common werewolf would have. "And you are?" Alpha Alex asked. "I'm Hilda. Descendant of the Luna of the Lumen pack. The werewolf goddess Oracle. And the greatest werewolf that has ever lived." Hilda replied to him as Alpha Alex feared her eyes even though he was an Alpha. So he ushered her in.