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Olwen no longer felt too embarrassed or shy to let Luca look at her innocent body. After Olwen got out of the bath, it was Luca's turn. He quickly stood up and intended to help Olwen dry off. Olwen smiled, as Luca dried her off with a towel. Luca's movements are gentle and full of love. It felt like Luca was afraid to scratch Olwen's soft skin. Honestly, Olwen could have done it herself. But Luca seemed very eager to pamper Olwen. So Olwen decided to let Luca do as he liked, instead of dissuading and refusing. Olwen would be lying if she said she didn't like it. The truth is that Olwen feels very lucky and happy when God has allowed her to meet and be loved by Luca. Luca's appearance in Olwe

She asked with excitement. I leaned on the wall and touched my sigil burned in my arm. It is still hot and it looks like a curve using fire in my right arm. I feel so tired of what happened to me, and I was surprised that I saw it all. I tried to remember everything that I saw while Michael was waiting for me to tell her. “I saw a battle between humans and the giants” I started and looked at her while touching my sigil. “It’s titans” She corrected me, while still waiting for me to say more.

They all raise their hands up and I smile in satisfaction. “Perfect! So, what you have to pay for your freedom, will be 50 werewolf soldiers. You know, the battle cost me a lot of very powerful and loyal soldiers and I know they can never be replaced, but I would still want some people to fill that gap, that’s why I’m demanding for 50 werewolf soldiers from the West Wing Pack” I explain and I see a hand show from the crowd. “Yes, speak up” I instruct and the man who seems to be in his late forties rises with a gloomy expression.

“Well, that’s Princess Wolf Enim-saj.” “Princess Wolf Enim-saj, really?” I turned to look at him, raising one of my eyebrows. “Yes, Princess Wolf Enim-saj.” He had a silly grin on his face. “She was a beautiful, beautiful wolf with amber-colored eyes. So beautiful that Zeus wanted her all to himself. But Enim-saj was not interested in Zeus and preferred a more handsome and stronger gentleman wolf name Ekul.” I laughed and Luke continued. “Artemis saw how perfect the two wolves were for each other, so she blessed them as mates.”

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

“That means I owe the Mayflowers two-thirds the charge.” “Then why are you showing them to us?” Wilt asked. “To show you who we are up against.” The first chaff he showed us had a value of one hundred. It had an image of a handsome-looking Roman general in full armor, though he was young and had curly hair. “This is King Aurelius, Guildmaster of the Blood Eagle. He’s also the brave of Ares, the Greek god of war.” “I see,” Wilt swallowed. “He’s a war brave.”

Bjorn's quiet demeanor belied a fierce determination and a sharp mind. Eira Eira was a mage with a mastery of elemental magic. Her ability to summon fire, ice, and lightning gave us a powerful advantage in battle. Eira's calm and composed nature allowed her to control her magic with precision, making her a formidable force on the battlefield. Halvard Halvard, a former guard, brought a wealth of experience in defense and strategy. His expertise in fortifications and his ability to anticipate enemy movements made him a key strategist in our group. Halvard's stoic demeanor and unwavering resolve inspired confidence in those around him.

The crown prince had the power to go wherever he wished. “Are those werewolves,” I questioned Valerian, gawking at some wolves whose furs had stripes of white and red. The big one sat on the grass, and the smaller ones were playing with her tail. His face turned serious for a moment but went relaxed when he looked out to see them. “No, Those are actual wolves. Nothing special to worry about,” he chuckled, pulling his head back into the carriage. “How can you tell the difference?” I asked again, trying to hide my confusion.

Hi, I’m Ashthelyn. I don’t really have a last name, but I learned it is customary to take your parents’ name in this realm. My father is Luferine, King of Ethos. So I introduce myself as Ashthelyn Luferine, rather than Ashthelyn of Ethos, 6th daughter of his Majesty King Luferine the Ender. This world has many biblical senses of Hell.

“Where’s the bitch?” “She’s everywhere.” Kael bared his teeth. “Good. I’ve been waiting to put something through her for weeks.” The wind howled louder. The shadows were shifting again. Wolves, mine, dad’s, and the cursed, clashed in the blood-soaked clearing. And yet, in the midst of it, Delilah stood tall. She glared at all of them, gathering those that she could, making them snap out of their trunks, making them come back to their senses.