Novel & Cerita From The Dawn Till

Morning broke. Judgment day.

"You can practice anytime, according to your schedule. Payment is made at the beginning and at the end. If you don't get the most out of it after intensive training, there's no need to pay the final fee." "Thank you, Mr. Zaire," I replied. "I want to train on Saturdays and Sundays. That's all the time I have." Mr. Zaire didn't answer immediately. His forehead was furrowed. The silence was created because he was lost in thought. His gaze went to the door. I glanced there. A man was approaching. As the distance between us shortened, I recognized him. "Hi, Avery. You got here early." Nevan greeted me cheerfully. His golden hair was a mess while his face was flushed. I thought he was running.

Spark yipped, her golden form wagging her tail, the dawn’s light catching her fur, the hollow’s magic fading, Lila’s spark a guiding star, the battle’s echoes soft. Tess’s voice was steady, hazel eyes warm, her sword at her side, the dawn’s light casting a golden glow on her face, the heat gone, her cloak in tatters, but her stance strong, loyalty her fire, the pack’s legacy her shield, the hollow’s air clean, the curse defeated. “North, then—we’ll find it, Sam. Pack’s stronger than any god.” Dawn growled softly, her golden form rising, the dawn’s light reflecting in her eyes, the red runes gone, Tess’s loyalty a flame, the hollow’s walls still, the dawn a new beginning.

He whispered before closing his eyes. 'Boom!' A mini blast occurred inside her heart as her face heated up. "Good night," she said before closing her eyes shut, which is why she missed the contented smile on his handsome face. And just like that, a certain couple had their 'good night' around seven o'clock in the evening. ... "Your Father?" Grandpa Tang was stunned. It has been a few days since he told them about everything they knew, yet they managed to find that person so quickly.

Chapter 60 As the sun falls into the horizon, the people, or should I say the werewolves, of the town of Dusk and Dawn starts to gather at our place. Tonight the alpha’s madness will end. Tonight, everything will be more normal and free. No more threats and darkness. Only good, light, and life.

Never extinguished. Dawn is not far off. I feel it in the changing quality of the darkness, in the first shiver of a new day about to be born. It will find us, entwined on the floor, covered in the stigmata of the night. And I know, with a quiet and savage certainty, that this will be only a truce. That everything will begin again. And I wait.

We will go through every morning, every dusk together, forever. END.

Everything turned dark and silent. *********

Dawn will come soon enough. Dawn is coming. With that came the mountain’s rage.

Not now, not ever. For the night may be dark, but the dawn was coming. And with it, the promise of redemption.