Novel & Cerita Harem The Gathering

Tristan barked. The Day of the Council’s Gathering was clear, bright, and one for the history books. There were a lot of new wolves mixed with familiar ones. Omegas were to the back of the Court, while the Alphas, Betas, and Lunas were ushered into position for the procession. “I’m grateful these Gatherings are 7 years apart.” Rex frowned. “It’s not that bad, is it?” Makai joked. “You haven’t been to a Gathering to welcome a new Royal Alpha, have you?” Rex asked.

“We leave for the gathering at first light. I wanted you ready.” My stomach knotted. “The gathering?” Kael’s gaze softened for a fraction, but the steel never left his eyes. “It’s a meeting of all the major packs in the territory. Leaders, Alphas, emissaries… and those who might want to challenge us. It’s politics, Raine. Power plays. Loyalties tested. And it’s not a place for someone unprepared.” I swallowed hard, my fingers tightening around the railing. “And you’re bringing me… why?”

Almost… ceremonial. Which, I supposed, it was. The Gathering of Blood. The name sounded dramatic as hell. Like something out of an old prophecy scroll. But Maren my ever-silent handler had explained it with clinical simplicity when she knocked on my door just an hour ago. “The Gathering is a Pack Assembly,” she’d said, arms folded behind her back. “All pack members attend. Tonight, as a fated mate candidate, you will be introduced to the council and the Alpha.” Candidate. Not “mate.” Not “future Luna.”

James plastered his hand on the small of my back, nodding at the man before leading us towards the opening of the tent. “What are you thinking so far?” he glanced over with a smile. “I think I’m living in some alternate reality.” That was the understatement of the century. My heart was beating rapidly as we walked beneath the string lights and into what looked like an outdoor ballroom. James’ deep chuckle was like music to my ears, “This is what we call the Gathering. Wolves from all over the country come here in hopes of finding their mates. Those mated come to mingle and pay their respects.”

"I would presume it would be more like a friends-with-benefits situation." "But?" I pressed, knowing there was more. "You mentioned something about my healing nature last night, didn't you?" "I did," he admitted. "This needs a little more context to make sense." He took a drink of his water before continuing. "I'm sure you understand that those that serve together in the service tend to form a brotherhood. A deeper bond than most individuals would." I nodded in agreement and understanding. "In our fire-team, there were only four of us: Riley, Tristan, Ash and I. We spoke a lot about our pasts, our traumas, our struggles and fears. We also spoke about our dreams and our futures. As well as th

Korra blinked. “The Spring Hearth Gathering,” Mara explained, her voice bubbling with cheer. “Every spring, the pack bakes together bread, pies, sweets, and whatever they like. It’s supposed to honor renewal and shared harvests. Everyone takes part.” “Everyone?” Korra echoed, her eyes widening slightly as she looked at the growing crowd. Warriors, omegas, and even elders moved about the long wooden tables. “Everyone,” Mara confirmed, pressing an apron into her hands. “Come on, before all the flour disappears.”

Copyright© by Victory Christian November 2021 This is my first book on Goodnovel, and I want to thank you all for giving it a chance. I'll try to make it worth your time.. Don't forget your votes, reviews and comments really mean a lot. Thanks. ~ORIGINAL WORK~ Blurb ________ Belle was an average highschool student, until she received the link of an online game called "The harvest". The game is such that, whatever you're asked to collect... you must. Organs, body parts and the likes.

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“We gather in three nights. Ready to march. Ready to burn every pit he’s built and end the bloodline of Deathborn once and for all.” The room erupted into movement. Orders barked. Maps drawn. Warriors dispatched. The Gathering had begun. — That night, Selene stood on the highest tower of the keep, staring out across the darkened forest. Torches burned below, dotting the ground like stars, as her warriors trained and prepared. Kieran joined her, a flask in hand. He offered it silently. She took a sip—strong, bitter. “They’ll follow you,” he said. “They’ll follow the cause.”

I immediately returned his handshake. "Karenina Meiyer, just call me Nina!" "Mrs. Nina?" "Okay, that's fine. I'm going to Rottenbir Park with Snowee. You can take your dog there if you like. It's a great place to play with the dogs." "Really? That's fine, and Happy seems to really like Snowee." I agreed with him, because Snowee looked the same. They were both in love, and there was no way we could separate them now.