Nashatra Forsaken の小説・ストーリー

I rushed into the emergency room at once. I felt so bad as I took in Sophia's weakened state. "Mom, I'm so sorry. I couldn't find Caleb." I could not bring myself to tell Sophia that Caleb had refused to come with me to the hospital. "You don't have to lie to me, Esther. Caleb is my son. I know him better than anyone else does. He must be with that woman again. "He chose to forsake me, his mother, because of that woman. What an ungrateful child!

“I told you not to fight him. Now you know why. You learned it the hard way.” Jax didn’t answer, but his body shook violently as something within him was changing. After that, a dark fire covered his whole body, making him scream in pain. My father tried to hold him, but the fire burned his hand and pushed him twenty feet away. Jax stood up from the wet grass, holding his head in agony. I watched him as he transformed into a more horrendous being. The muscle in his body grew bigger and the skin color turned black. The dark fire moved and stayed on his head. In his forehead, a bloodshot eye appeared.

She's been pretty busy, especially lately. A wide grin spreads across Nightcrawler's lips. "Did your mate break the ancient law? I'm talking about section "soulmate" point 198. and "punishment" point 63. It states, and I quote, "No creature, living or dead, has the right to harm a soulmate, to weaken the other." and "Any attempt to break the bond between souls can and will be punished by death." I knew that asshole would love to quote stupid shit.

Her eyes became closed and the night wind stirred around her. Then suddenly… “ARGHHHHHHHH!” Nythera screamed. The scream tore through the forest as a surge of power erupted from her body. “By moonlight forgotten and stars long buried, by blood unjustly spilled and truth long carried, I reject the chains of false desire. I call upon fate and sacred fire. Let no heart be bound by stolen will, Let destiny wake and darkness still. The one who seeks, shall now be found, Let mate call mate across all ground!”

It was sacrilege against the Goddess herself. Midnight growled approvingly in Dante’s mind. -Our mate is magnificent when she stands in her power.- -Yes, she is,- Dante agreed, unable to contain the pride swelling in his chest. He’d been blind for too long, but now he could see Aretha clearly, not just as his contracted mate, but as the formidable Luna she was born to be. Nigel shifted uncomfortably, feeling the weight of accusatory glances from pack members. He’d hitched his ambitions to Fawn’s star, and now they were both plummeting. His mind raced with ways to distance himself from the debacle unfolding before him.

The moon healed my body, but the sisters mended my soul. Now, it’s time I mend what my mistakes broke — the tribe. I take a breath, step forward, and face them beneath the returning glow… Then I see it— a perfect opportunity to gain their loyalty, to win their hearts back. Nyvrae nods to me, a silent go-ahead. The moonlight settles over me—soft, cold, and knowing. I face them… my tribe. The faces that once turned away. The hearts that once beat for me, then against me.

And the Forsaken Knelt. The shadows stilled. The whispers faded. And when Lyla lifted her gaze The door was open. But she was the one standing on the other side. And for the first time in history The Forsaken had an Alpha. And her name was Lyla Blackwood.

Suddenly, Kaelen's voice came through the psychic link: "Lyra, Seraphina needs me to look after her tonight, so I won't be back at the main tent. Once she's better, we'll plan the next ceremony properly. This time, I'll definitely make you my Luna!" I gave a cold smirk, took out the ancient runestone from the Moonshadow Realm, and began to chant the spell to sever the link. "No need," I replied through the link. "I've already left Blackrock territory with my people. Kaelen, our fated bond ends here. As the Moon Goddess is my witness, we will never meet again." As the princess of the Moonshadow Realm, I had the right to use the royal family's ancient bond-severing technique.

I hadn't even gotten to call them Dad and Mom yet. I did see my foster parents again, however, when I was sixteen and I was tasked with killing my first targets. They were my first.

But It didn't seem like a good positive type of smile. "Sera Thorne. Kael Ashwood. And company. How lovely." "Cut the pleasantries," Kael said. "Deliver your message." "Straight to business. I like that." She set down her cup. "The Moon Goddess sends her greetings and her ultimatum." "Which is?" I asked. "Sever the bond. Surrender the child. Submit to divine judgment. Or face extinction." Silence. Then Kael laughed. "That's it? That's her offer?"