Shifter God 소설 & 이야기

"Not before or after. Not until the night the hellhound bit me." He shrugs. "It could be they didn't think you would shift to a Shadow Warrior. All Shadow Warrior females carry the gene that produces K-5. Unfortunately it only activates in one out of a hundred. Your grandmother and mother may not have ever made the transition. In males it's opposite and only one in a hundred don't shift." "I still think my father should have told me where I came from." Half of King's steak remains and he pushes it across the counter. "Eat."

“Compatible with what, Gabriel?” “Kane’s orrery, of course. That’s where we are, a whole mile under Rifthold, where his fortress once stood. It was his most powerful possession.” He waves a hand into the darkness. “It’s how he knew the Beasts would return to try to topple his throne. My father was a believer of the old gods, you know. Kael, the god of night, the supposed mate of the Goddess, and their son, Annwyn, the god of the underworld. But the shifters only cared about the Moon Goddess because of Her gifts. She rebelled against Her mate and son in favor of Her people, who they kept enslaved, and for good reasons. We’d grown so powerful we could have toppled their empire and banished the

He had no idea what it was. My face went hot all at once like someone had lit a maych under my skin.“Uh... yeah. That's—it's okay,” I stammered staring at the wall, the ceiling, anywhere but down there. “It happens. To... guys. All the time. Nothing to worry about.” God, why was my voice shaking? I was suppose to be the adult here. The caretaker. But then Kieran shifted again and his hands moved away from covering himself, like he trusted me enough to stop hiding. Or maybe he just didn't know what else to do.

I stiffly asked him again. “This part is going to be a bit fun.” He said and my frown vanished to be replaced by a small smile. “Oh.” “Not for you.” My frown came back. “Oh.” I muttered with a falling tone and Rowan started to speak. “During your unconscious shifting, the moon goddess used the emotions you were feeling as a cue to help you shift and reflect her power through you so now, if you want to shift, you have to tap into some of those emotions or create new ones to be able to shift.” He explained conclusively.

She reads, "'This image of a wolf with the lips raised around the teeth usually means speaking up about what you dislike. This image has been associated with civil wars, rebellions, or uprisings against usurpers.'" She looks at me. "This could mean something, right? Then I looked into the moons. So," she flips a few more pages. "Shifters are decently spiritual. They worship the Moon Goddess, whose name can vary in lore, but mostly it's about a connection to nature and the phases of the moon. Placing the phases around the wolf can mean several things, but mostly, it's a 'backing by the goddess'. So, a righteous cause." Ah. Religious fanatics. My favorite.

The majority of the pack members haven't shifted since the disappearance of the moonstone six years ago, and all of a sudden, about twenty people have been confirmed to have shifted? That's impossible. Wordlessly, Emma darts to the center table, snatching the remote control from it and turning on the TV. True to the healer's words, the first news channel is broadcasting it, the first shift of about twenty people in the pack, and interviews are being conducted. Emma shakes her head sharply. “That's not possible!” She blurts. “It…can't be possible.” “I'm afraid, my Luna. It is possible. It seems the goddess is slowly beginning to smile upon us again.” The healer says, beaming. Turning back to

“Impossible! Kai is a wielder of the supreme God of earth, the most powerful amongst the twelve werewolf God!” Alex's eyes widened in surprise. "The supreme God of earth?" she repeated. "But how can that be? I thought Kai was just a normal alpheno werewolf." Alex had always been fascinated by the ancient stories of the werewolf Gods, but she had never met one herself. Elder Shunin, a wise and knowledgeable elder of the Shunin clan. She hoped to learn more about the werewolf Gods, especially Kai, the wielder of twelve tails, the supreme God of earth and the most powerful of all the twelve werewolf Gods.

Seeing the guys in so much pain after knowing they've been shifting for years has me seriously concerned on if my body will be able to handle this. I do the only thing I can think of at this moment. I pray. I pray to the Moon Goddess to help us during this shift and make sure we come out of this alive. She did this to us so it's only right for her to make sure we survive. It's the least she can do for us right now.

But, because Shawn was still not that capable, he needed to be upgraded in the shortest time. The best method to upgrade was to find a powerful target for Shawn. Clearly, Thomas, who used to be the God of War, was the best candidate. If Shawn could defeat Thomas, he would be able to take over the God of War position without any doubts. “As long as Shawn becomes the new God of War, I can go back to being at the center of power.”

The Priests. They despised us—especially Priest Achille. He had always looked at Elora and me with disdain, as if we were something filthy that had crawled out from beneath a rock. He believed we were Shades, a term used for shifters who were part demons. Shades were hunted in our pack, dragged out into the woods and killed before they could become a threat. No one knew for sure if someone was a Shade until they shifted for the first time. That's when the demon blood, if it existed, would reveal itself in the form of glowing red eyes and shadows for fur.