Klara And The Sun Part 2 Summary Novels & Stories

“Alpha, she said there's no coming back, till the battle is over.” “Let's see how she survives,” he said in surprise. There was one hour left, the clock ticked loudly. There were only three full moons left. My wolf abilities were sustaining me, my legs pale like chalk. I couldn't feel my body any longer. “Time up, Anabelle. You've completed today's task.” The leader said. I was on the floor, half conscious. My body was frozen from the light. All I could hear was my heart beating. “Get up, you've completed today's task.” He said, opening the second door.

One Friday evening, after finalizing a small project proposal with a client, Jade suggested we celebrate with beef hotpot. We just drove to the entrance of the creative park when a figure suddenly burst out from the bushes by the roadside and stepped directly in front of the car. The moment I looked up and recognized the person standing there, it felt as though all the blood in my body froze and flowed backward. Clara. She grew painfully thin. Her once carefully styled curls now hung limp and lifeless against her cheeks. Her eyes were sunken, bloodshot veins spreading through them as she stared straight at me inside the car.

Sandra was lost in her thoughts, feeling a strong sense of uneasiness rising in her mind. Meanwhile, Clara watched as the movers loaded all the luggage she could not take with her. After the movers drove away, she turned her head to look at her mother and son. "Okay. Mom, let's get some food first. Let's leave for the train station after lunch." "Mommy, will we ever come back to Solaria?" Yanny asked, his beautiful eyes staring at Clara. "Well..." Clara paused for a moment, feeling dazed. She had no idea how long she was going to hide from Wilson. She told Yanny, "We'll live wherever you like when you're older, okay?"

“You don’t need to tell me. I already know my way out of this hellish mansion.” Clara ran down the empty corridor, wiping the tears that flowed down her cheeks. She felt helpless, powerless, and utterly alone. The Quinn's were no different from Victor. ‘This family pack…. They’re all bastards!’ Clara cursed under her breath. ‘I need to find Amelia and leave. This will be the last time I’ll get entangled with these monsters.’ Thud! “AH!” Clara stumbled forward, hitting something solid. She looked up and froze. Standing before her was a man with perfect features, sculpted like a statue, his jet-black pupils locking onto hers with a depth that could drown anyone in fascination.

In my last life, it was exactly Courtney's manipulations that turned everyone against me. But now, I had seen through it all. I no longer cared what they said. The Moon Goddess had given me a second chance. In this life, I would live for myself. Right then, the statue on the altar stopped crying, as if it were telling me that I would never shed tears for anyone again.

< ADRIAN POV > The sun spilled its golden rays across the floor of my office, painting light on everything but me. The warmth from the outside never reached in here—not when Clara still hadn’t opened her eyes. It had been two weeks. Fourteen long, dragging days since we brought her back from the rogues’ territory. Fourteen days since I held her bloody, limp body in my arms and begged the Moon Goddess not to take her. The doctors told me she was out of danger. That she was healing. That her vitals were strong.

It has been two days since the birthday birthday, and everyone has been on their way to their respective places. Summer had decided to stay for a bit instead of rushing off to her late mate's pack, much to Claire's delight because they were both crazy, so they got along well. Claire and I, alongside other servants, cleaned up everywhere, and set everything back to how it was before we used it. The hall and the house were back to being clean, and we stored the decorations for future use.

Blake's POV After spending two days in the Crystal Falls pack, I was itching to go home. It was probably because I knew I didn't have much time left on earth, and the place I wanted to spend my last days was with my pack. But there were things that needed to be done, and my coming here was one of them. As I sat behind the wheel in my truck, I watched as Claire bid her father goodbye. It was a good thing she agreed to come with me; otherwise, this would have been really difficult. But considering all she’d gone through in this place, I doubted she would have wanted to remain here.

I knelt in the dirt and began to dig. --- ### The Final Words **CLIFFHANGER: Elara is the last human on a dead Earth, but she has a 'Seed' of Silas—a fragment of the Shadow King that can be used to 'Re-Grow' the world! The four billion survivors are in space, heading for a new beginning, but Elara has chosen to stay behind to 'Heal' the planet. However, as she plants the violet shard, a new message appears on her internal HUD—the one thing she thought was gone forever.**

As she had the previous alpha that she had changed from the death of his partner to becoming seriously ill as he was now. Clara lowered her face until her eyes settled on her feet and the white gravel beneath her sandals. She was able to define his shape a little more and wondered what had changed so that her eyesight was improving all of a sudden, when she hadn't in 22 years, rather, it had gotten worse. Wow, something was happening and it was scaring her. «Don't be scared by a stupidity like this» she heard inside her head and Clara staggered on her heels. The world around her suddenly turned black and she saw something colored, elegant in shape and with red eyes walking towards her.