Novel & Cerita Salvation War

And Henry went stiff in my arms, his eyes widening with a realization that shook him to his core. And in me? A chasm yawned open, swallowing certainty, drowning conviction. Every war we waged, every drop of blood spilled—had it all been leading to this? Were we nothing more than pieces in a game older than any of us? For the first time, I wondered if salvation had ever been real—or if we had been doomed from the start.

Violet rubs my shoulders once I’m clothed and says, “Gosh, your wolf is gorgeous. But are you okay? Why did y’all come back in wolf form? Donny, where are the rest of the warriors?” He breathes out and shakes his head, “I don’t know. They might be dead. Penelope shifted and Alpha Fletcher and his son found out she was the white wolf. They said the only way they would keep our alliance is if they got to keep Penelope.” I whip my head toward Donovan when he said that. I don’t recall hearing that. It must’ve happened while I was panicking. This is bad news, right? Like, I didn't really want us to be aligned with them in the first place. But... now they're our enemies.

When he got there, he goes straight to his swivel chair and put his gun on the top of the table. “Amore Intima,” said Amadeus and look at one of the men around him. It’s Cali Crawford, one of his men. He’s the one who is always tasked when it comes to finding pieces of information. With his knowledge about computers and connections in the cyberworld, he can find everything in an instant. “She’s still not giving in, huh?” Cali stated, pertaining to Amore. Amadeus didn’t answer and just wait for the result. “To whoever sent her here, they choose the wrong enemy to battle with,” one of Amadeus’ men commented—that’s Baron Smith.

Dominic looked towards me and then smirked. I look at Stefan who went to the side taking Irene a little away from the battlefield. Dominic and I sighed in relief that she and her unborn pup would be safe. Dominic growled and started running towards the villa and everyone followed them and started attacking every warrior one by one. Soon, the war began. I was standing a few meters away, looking at everything. To be honest, I felt pity for the warriors because they were all proving their loyalty towards Luna and sacrificing their lives happily. Somewhere they all know, it is impossible to stand more than thirty seconds in front of Lycan.

“For what?” Elena looked toward the dark horizon. “For whatever rises next.” Because some wars ended with victory. But others— Became eternal battles between power and conscience. And Elena Voss had learned one truth above all: Saving the world once Did not guarantee it stayed saved.

The world was saved. But the cost was written in every word Elara spoke, in the distance they could all hear in her voice. She had become their salvation. And in doing so, had sacrificed the very thing that made salvation meaningful. Her life. Her future. Her self. The ritual was complete. The war was won. And everyone wept for the victory.

Every person present inside that place watched at them with their happiness filled glossy eyes, especially Dawson and Ariella's mother, Verena. Wiping his eyes, Dawson stepped closer to them which made all three of them look at him. He finally found that happiness on his child's face which he had wanted to see because Dawson had never wanted his son to feel that pain which he had suffered almost his entire life but intentionally, he ended up giving that same pain to his son by keeping his love and his child away from him but now finally his sin had been redeemed. His son found his salvation in his love and it was just because of that only person, Ariella Kayzon.

"There was Dad, who cheated. Then Paul, the 'prince' who needed money to 'get back to his people'...yeah, right. You fell for that one, hook, line, and sinker." I rolled my eyes. "And who could forget Richard, the rich guy who promised to change our lives? Oh wait, he was married with three kids in England. Nice." I sighed. "Then there was Gabriel, the Spanish 'gentleman' who was clearly bad news. And let's not forget Matthew, the chef who used you for money to fund his cooking competition. I mean, seriously, mom… I didn't think you were joking when you said you were giving up on men.”

Woman running across the ground to their mates who had fought in the battle, all of them holding each other so tightly. Seeing their reaction filled me with such relief and happiness, even though we had saved them from Max and the five years I spent here, they would still be devoted to their Alpha and would begin to defy us. But the war I believed we all had to face when it came to Max was finally, over.

In the year 2075 AD, the remains of the church created a new team of page holders, some being born with the scripture and others having the page implanted in them, that they had bred and educated ever since the end of the first divine war. Splitting them into two teams, the first they called THE DISCIPLES and the second whom they regarded as a special task force they called them THE APOSTLES and charged them with fighting on behalf of humanity to save what was left and most importantly, the retrieval of the remains of THE VULGATE in a bid to close the gates of hell and end the war once and for all. With the emergence of this new team, THE SECOND DIVINE WAR started in earnest and humanity’s l