Harem The Gathering の小説・ストーリー

"He's... okay. A bit arrogant and playful, but he's strong. And he said we are distant cousins." I laughed. "Hahaha! Good. It's good for you to have friends your own age who understand your power. But remember, Aria... even if they are allies, never reveal all your secrets. Keep your cards close to your chest." "I know, Dad. I learned from the best," she winked. "Good girl," I stood up and walked to the window. "The Gathering is in two weeks. It will be held at the Neutral Ground, an ancient temple in the mountains."

I saw in the corner of my eye as I looked in the direction of the cafeteria door that the harem girls are also smelling what I am. We all looked at the entrance to the cafeteria. Anticipating the king to enter. “Can everyone gather here that are inside the packhouse?” We heard the announcement over the intercom system. Mitne and I couldn’t help but look at each other before we got up. The harem girls looked at me and I pulled up my shoulders. I don’t know what is going on either.

Derek, still looking like he was about to attack us at any moment, simply gave him a sideward glare before he roamed his eyes toward each of us girls – one by one. “A harem? A hunt? Since when do we have these? Who are these girls and where exactly did you ‘hunt’ them?” Lucas, Vivienne and the other woman present in the hall exchanged uncomfortable glances. It was Vivienne who eventually answered the question. “They’re humans abducted from the outside world. We hunt humans from the outside world to become slaves here, to do the work necessary. Those who prove to be useless are fed on. The choicest and most beautiful among the captives are kept by the Elite as part of what we began calling a

Ronan’s expression darkened further “The Bloodmoon Gathering will take place in three nights” The crowd reacted immediately: Fear, shock and confusion. More like a mixed feeling. The Bloodmoon Gathering was sacred among northern wolves. Powerful packs gathered beneath the Blood Moon to renew alliances, settle disputes and display dominance before the Alpha King. Weak packs like ours rarely received invitations, which meant this wasn’t an invitation. It was an order. “Attendance is mandatory” Ronan continued heavily. “Every northern pack has been commanded to appear at Moonspire Fortress”. A strange pressure twisted sharply beneath my ribs. Nyxara stirred violently inside me.

I was ready. I had spent months training for this moment and I was ready. The annual Grand Hunt had finally come for this year. Until now, I couldn’t be a part of the festivities because I was too young. The age for eligibility to participate was 24. This year, it was finally my year. I’d been training since before I even qualified. I would do it; I would win. For my family. I had to. I would restore my family name if it was the last thing I’d do.

The second he held her against his chest she went quiet the way she always did, as if the sound of his heartbeat was the only lullaby she’d ever need. We walked to the gathering ring together. The pack was assembled with wolves from Blackthorn and the border and the east and the north standing in rows the way they’d stood for the mating ceremony. The bonfire was lit and the torches were burning and the elder was waiting at the center of the ring with her white hair braided down her back. Ezra was standing to the right with his arms crossed and his eyes suspiciously bright. Hilde was in the front row holding her daughter’s hand. Rena beside her with a cup in her hand because Rena always had a

From understanding that forgiveness is possible, even when it's hard. Kael finds me there, reads the letter, and holds me while I process everything I'm feeling. Through the bond, he shares my grief and my joy, my anger and my forgiveness. And I realize that this—this sharing, this partnership, this bond—is what makes everything else possible. We don't face the world alone. We face it together. And that makes all the difference. --- One year after the Convergence, Haven hosts its first annual Gathering. It's a week-long celebration that draws people from across Lunareth. Merchants and diplomats, refugees and royalty, the cursed and the blessed. They come to trade, to learn, to celebrate the

The crowd made a pathway as I made my way to the center. “There is an evil rising. He is threatening our families, our packs, our homes, and our futures. We will not stand by idly and let this continue to happen. The Moon Goddess has blessed Harper and I with powers that we have yet to learn and discover. Thane Kago is after that power. He wishes to take my mate, YOUR QUEEN!” Angry growls emanated throughout the crowd. “That will not happen!” Everyone quieted to let me continue. “Because I will kill Thane Kago. He needs to suffer for the things that he has done to innocent packs and families. I have an army right now. Trusted allies of Harmony Moon courageously stepped up. If my army is not

“The Spring Gathering is in three days. It is different from the previous ones, the Lycan King Dominic will be attending this year and he sits on the council. I need to make a strong impression.” “Right. Well, you spend most of your time in the lab and I did not think you are interested in gatherings like this, so I was planning to bring Tiffany this time.” The spring gathering is an annual grand gathering of wolf packs. All Alphas from each pack always attend. In my previous life I had waved him off at every single gathering, completely uninterested, trusting him to handle everything without a second thought while I stayed buried in my research. I was not doing that again. Moonlight was min

Brodie blurted out. “That might work. Usually, a Harem, from what I’ve read in the text, one male enters at a time, usually a week or two apart, but with males possibly coming in from other packs, it could help to drag that out a little.” Sabrina pondered out loud. “However, my second choice and Head of the Harem is a ticking clock now; the latest we can stall is three weeks.” “We could just drop the information that we have a lot to grow through with the diplomatic letter that just arrived,” Riley suggested.