Lachrymose Lake Novels & Stories

Chapter Four “This is Elaine, Alpha Jacob’s daughter.” He said with a warm smile. I stayed silent but deep down my heart was erupting the flames of sadness. “I am Freya, Alexander’s wife.” She said with a warm smile stretching out her hand for a handshake. I didn’t need the goddess help to know that she was sounding the alarm that he belongs to her. I forced a smile but I had no time to accept the handshake, her hands were suspended in the air. This may seem so rude, but at this point I didn’t care.

She ran through the forest, feeling so free. We ran for about an hour before feeling tired. I've never felt so free in more than 10 years! You feel good huh? Very! We came across a random lake. Kyra sat down and breathed in and out, inhaling the fresh air. It was so refreshing. Kyra took a sip of the water. Her nose went too deep and she shook the water out of her nose. She laughed. And so did I. I haven't laughed for so long. She sat down and we just watched the sunset together. But not long, it was already nightfall.

His face changed, his eyes glowing an intense amber as his jaw extended into a powerful muzzle. It happened quickly, faster than Lune had expected, and soon, where Arlo had stood, a massive wolf now towered before her. He was majestic, his fur thick and dark, his eyes piercing but still carrying that same softness she knew so well. The room suddenly felt smaller with his imposing presence, but despite his size and the raw power emanating from him, Lune didn’t feel afraid.

"Seraphina Agni, save our clan and come back safe. We need you, before our clan disappears, please— save the phoenix from crying..."

It looks terrifying. "Do not be fooled by how it looks. This lake has many properties. It is the source of power that gave humanity their potentials in the first place. Anyone who drinks it will gain abilities that suits them, have powerful purification abilities and even changing ones inevitable fate for those who bathe in it. The Island has used some of its waters to create their whirlpool lake as well used in many of its rituals. Every inhabitant on the island has a drop of it to gain some of their demigod ancestor's powers that they no longer naturally possess. This lake was a gift to humanity from Yue, the deity of heavenly wisdom and eternal night."

I rasped, my throat burning with a need I didn't fully understand and she was shocked would be an understatement. "We will be needing a lot more of the Lakuma Liquid. This is going to get rough," she informed Tacy who quickly nodded and rushed out of the bathroom. Lakuma was a calming liquid, extracted from Lakia flowers that bloomed under the full moon around waterfalls. It helped in bringing down the heat but in a natural way. Its purpose was to let mates be in each other's vicinity without succumbing to their most animalistic desires. The pills I had been taking were not that natural and they surely disrupted my natural cycle.

There’s no moon tonight, and it’s tough to see, but I think it’s his wolf’s head bobbing just above the surface. ‘Go.’ Medus doesn’t hesitate. He lunges into the lake, paws slicing through the cold water as we swim after him. Shit, it’s freezing. Thank the goddess for our thick coat of fur, or this would be an absolute nightmare. This lake is fed by snowmelt from the mountains—it’s always freezing it gets slightly warmer later in the summer, but its never warm.

I announced, turning the car off and meeting all the kids' eyes. "Where is this?" Leah asked eyeing the lake and the flowers with a confused look. "It looks kind of familiar." "It should." I said simply getting out the car and stretching. In front of us was Ozmit Lake, the very same lake where the Lycan Warriors performed mourning rituals. Even though the twins were too young to remember it, Leah wasn’t. This was the lake that my parents were sent afloat on and burned after they were killed. This was somewhat of a sacred place and the perfect place for a peaceful picnic.

A place of rebirth… or total annihilation. The Lunaris Lake: the cleansing lake. My chest heaved. “If I rid myself of the darkness,” I whispered, “the world will stop bleeding because of me.” That was the lie I clung to… the lie that brought me here. The lake shimmered like molten silver under the moon. But as I stepped forward, the calm surface rippled… as if it sensed me. Judged me. I knelt at the edge and dipped my fingers into the water.

I nodded, and immediately took off running in the direction of one of the large, mirror-like lakes the pack was named for, keeping to the darker parts of the forest. Silver Waters. It was a pretty name, for a pretty location, though the same couldn't be said for the souls of many who lived here. Still, they were supposed to be among the tamer of the Lycan packs, and certainly lacked the reputation for bloodshed that some of the others were known for.