Orange Lantern Oath Novels & Stories

he corrected and sank down on the couch beside her. Did that mean I could mark Cain? No, wait. Damn it. Farah should not be able to mark someone. She is human. I grabbed my sister’s hands. “Did you cheat on my sister?” Instantly, Orion slit his palm with his claw and stretched it towards me. “I can swear an oath, Luna.” I glared at his hand. There was no wolf that would risk such a gruesome death to sell a lie. “Give me a minute,” I said, walking outside the house back to the car to call Cain.

Lorrel cuts a small incision in a replica fashion before taking a step back. I can hear a commotion from somewhere. Growls and punches being thrown but I can’t take my eyes off Lance. “Do you Aida Sagar accept the Royal Santos Pack as yours? Will you promise to uphold our pack laws and protect your people as their Queen?” Lorrel starts my oath.

I called out his name in frustration. "Scarlett, I need you to promise me." Orlan declares, shaking my shoulder so that I'll come up with a promise because he has to go and help his pack members. "I... I promise." I mumble. "Can you repeat your statement once more?" "I promise you Alpha Orlan Titan that I won't step out of the door," I utter once more, placing my hand on my chest. "THANKS!" Orlan whispered as he planted a kiss on my forehead.

"Blood oath?" asked Rosalina. "Are you being serious right now?" Her eyes widened in shock. The blood oath was a brief ritual where one cut his or her palm until one drew blood. The crimson droplet subsequently would be used to make a promise on specific terms. It was a ritual of loyalty. There weren’t many elves who dared to go through this ritual, for those who went back on the promises would end up the most painful death. "Yes, Princess Rosalina. I'm sorry, but we have to do this. We need to make sure the talk today will stay within this circle," said Alessa.

He opened the orange barricade around Ocean Blue Land palace, allowing the four women, also General Randy Noah and his Kelly Olivia Darling, to run approaching them. Seeing what was done by King Richard Orlando Lie, Virando also took out his eternity cloak. This time, the eternity cloak didn’t absorb all the red orpiment, but the red orpiment was bounced back and was returned to King Richard Orlando. The red orpiment was seen burning King Richard Orlando’s arms and legs extremely badly and severely. “AAARRGGGHHKKK...!!!” squealed and squeaked King Richard Orlando again, at the peak of his final drops of life, blood, sweat, and tears.

His voice carried without effort. “By law of tooth and star, those who speak inside this circle must bare truth. False words invite blood-fever.” He met Ophelia’s gaze first, then Caroline’s. “One at a time. Council listens. Pack decides.” Elder Mara raised the ceremonial blade. “Cut palm, seal oath.” Caroline thrust her hand forward. “I will speak first.” The blade sliced; she flinched, then pressed bleeding skin to the wolf-and-star sigil. It thrummed faintly, ancient magic stirring.

She said his name, her voice breaking sadly. “I just can’t be that mate…” He sighed. “I am so sorry, Kelly.” He proceeded to stand on his feet. Placing his hands in his pockets, he continued, “The Oracle is tomorrow night. You just turned eighteen last week; you’re still young. It’s a great place to find someone.” The Oracle was a ceremony that happened once a year. It was for werewolves to find a mate, but you had to be eighteen and above to attend. Everyone in the pack that could attend always did. Even the alpha of the pack and his Luna.

One by one, they drink, binding themselves to their new pack, their new family, their new future. As Naomi takes the final sip, a collective gasp echoes through the newly formed pack. They turn to each other, eyes wide, shoulders bared— Their pack marks have changed. A crescent moon rising over a tree-lined horizon. The Oracle’s Oath As the howls and cheers fade, I turn to Michael. Dipping my fingers into a fingerbowl of balsam oil, flecked with selenite, I begin the Oracle’s anointing. “Michael Thorne, you have been created by the Goddess to be her mouthpiece on Earth.

They were quiet for a moment, not sure how to respond. “I don’t know what else I could possibly do to prove my sincerity,” Orion said, lowering his gaze, looking almost ashamed, like a child caught doing something wrong. “That’s why I made the oath. Only with the Sacred Flame as my witness could I promise my whole life to Ember and to you, Your Highness, that my love for her will never fade.” I stared at him, still trying to process his words. “You never told me about any of this,” I said quietly.

I listened to the silence for a moment, then Orlando said somewhat mulishly, “Yes, Luna.” “You’re a loyal young man,” Olivia said. “You will make a fine mate just as you make a loyal member of Lunaris Pack.” “I’m Moonshadow first,” he muttered. “I’m going to do you the courtesy of pretending I didn’t hear that.” “But—” “Orlando, return to the Palace and tell my mother I am all right before she wakes up and wonders where I am. Go now.” “Yes, Luna Olivia.”