Eda The Owl Lady の小説・ストーリー

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.

, Elena yelled, “We’ll give our all, and this is merely enough!” The moon goddess chuckled at the young lady who appeared before her, “You shouldn’t meddle in matters that are way beyond you Wolf.”, she said, looking at Elena, “You underestimate me Olivia.”, noticing the Queen of the wolves had gone behind her, she added, “All this is child’s play.”. More swords of light appeared again, this time, lunging for the two of them. “You have not told him Dante.”, Gonta said. Dante looked at Gonta who was about to spill the truth, about his true identity, and why he was so knowledgeable about Isak Emma’s destiny.

The goddess I serve only in defiance had touched her again. And for the first time in my long life, I felt fear. When I crafted the seal, I used darkness older than I am — the kind that predates words. But light like that… divine light… it burns through everything. It rewrote my spell. It rewrote her. Elara of the royal bloodline — Moon’s daughter, wolf reborn. The world has remembered her. Which means every wolf alive will soon remember, too. And I? I cannot allow that.

She said his name, her voice breaking sadly. “I just can’t be that mate…” He sighed. “I am so sorry, Kelly.” He proceeded to stand on his feet. Placing his hands in his pockets, he continued, “The Oracle is tomorrow night. You just turned eighteen last week; you’re still young. It’s a great place to find someone.” The Oracle was a ceremony that happened once a year. It was for werewolves to find a mate, but you had to be eighteen and above to attend. Everyone in the pack that could attend always did. Even the alpha of the pack and his Luna.

I knew something was weird with her wolf’s energy but not to the point of dismissing her as a human. “There are many ways to make someone smell and feel like a wolf.” Kuro’s eyes slid to Adaira and flashed with something close to affection. “Adaira does it expertly after all.” Adaira’s cheeks were pink. Yes, it should have come to me. Adaira was a human oracle. I knew she was but I had never really thought too deeply about it, casually letting myself be deceived into thinking she was a wolf. “How does Lillian being a human change the situation?” I asked.

That night, Elara sat in her room, staring at the ceiling. The vision had left her exhausted, but sleep wouldn't come. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the White Lady on the cliff, her veil blowing in an unfelt wind. A soft knock interrupted her thoughts. Kael. "Can't sleep either?" he asked, slipping inside. "Too much in my head." He sat on the edge of her bed. "Tell me." "I saw her again. The White Lady. She's not just powerful. She's... eternal. She's been doing this for thousands of years." Elara hugged her knees. "How do we fight something that's been alive since before the first wolf shifted?"

I dropped the ashes into a glass of water. "With this, I take back my curse. I swallow it, thus swallowing my words," I explained to Fabiola. I drank the whole thing. That accomplished, I pulled a small silver owl out of an unopened box to a series of murmurs. "This is a gift to your house. Minerva (the Roman Athena) is your patron Goddess. I do honor to her for bringing you back." I handed her the owl. Her expression told me she was still waiting for the trap to be sprung on her. I wrote out my name, in Magyar then held it up to Fabiola.

The order is as follows: The Betrayed Wolf Of The Moon Goddess. The Found Fated Mates Of Fenrir. Dahlia The Female Alpha Of Alpha’s Gaia The Wolf Goddess Of Hell. Rosa The Wolf Oracle. Soulless Seas. Thank you again and much love. Becca Lou xx