Shironeko Project Novels & Stories

Chapter 28: Intervening Equals to Suffering ON the other hand, while the girl was busy with her newly found weapon, the two she ordered to find a bank where they could exchange their beast cores into money, got lost. They quickly found a store where beast cores could be exchanged because every time that they could meet someone, Shiki would ask them. However, when they were about to return, they noticed that they had moved so far away from the store where Luna was. The shops there are almost identical and only the signs are different so the place was really difficult to find. Also, even though Shiro is an ancient ethereal beast, his weakness is crowded unfamiliar places because he also gets l

she said, voice clipped Tokyo steel laced with proverbs, "you move like prey who learned to hunt. Sit. Tea?" Porcelain cup warmed my palms, steam curling like secrets. "Eiko Nakamura. SatoTech legend. What does the spider want with the fly?" Her fox-sharp features creased, not a smile but assessment. "Kenji's methods—family vintage. Orchestrated chaos for the empire. But you? Riddle first." She slid a lacquered box across the low table, engraved kanji pulsing. "Three shadows chase the moon. First devours light. Second mirrors truth. Third? Guards the dawn. Which binds Kenji?"

After the treatment, they left me alone to get some rest. When I heard the door clicked, I turned my gaze towards the bright moonlight penetrating through my window. I tried to recall the happenings a while ago and the familiar name struck me. "Duke Nicholas" I whispered under my breath. Are they referring to Nicholas Sebastian Vel Lavite? Isn't he the 2nd male lead of the story? I couldn't lift my hands but only managed to sigh for the nth time. Is this because I've read a lot of novels that I could hardly remember all of the characters? Wait--! Isn't he the one who abhors the Imperial Family?

"You are hereby stripped of your pack bond and exiled to the rogue territories for a period of five years. May the Moon Goddess have mercy on your soul and teach you what we could not." As the ritual began. Lyra felt the pack bond start to sever. The invisible connection that tied her to everyone here. The connection that made her belong. That made her pack. That made her family. It felt like someone was reaching inside her chest and ripping out her heart. The pain was physical. Real. Burning. And as it tore away from her, as the bond ripped free like tearing flesh, Lyra's wolf surged violently. It happened so fast. One moment she was powerless, the bond being stripped away piece by piece.

she said, “and when things went wrong they blamed a doctor for it. I think Foxen was his name.” My stomach dipped. She continued. “To save the project we decided to stick to your first …. Turning Alphas into omegas, but that backfired and caused the dog syndrome.” Valentina and I just listened. “Your father ended the project, but somehow decided the best way for a secret to be kept was by killing us,” she said, “I knew your father and Mr. Rivers more than the rest of the scientists I worked with, so immediately I fled.” Valentina just stared. “I worked on the project why am I still alive?”

"You're dreaming. We're still mates. Even if you go to the alliance to dissolve our bond, I'll never sign it off!" Amy gasped dramatically. "By the Goddess! How can a Luna betray her mate like this? Aren't you afraid of being judged by the entire werewolf community?" That only boosted Johnny's confidence. He scoffed and looked down at me. "Carla, I never thought you'd go so far just for my attention. You even broke our bond while the contract is still valid! I'm really disappointed in you. I think Amy should take over as Luna for now. You'd better spend the next few days reflecting on what you have done."

Old and immovable, no need to broadcast it. Mid-thirties maybe. Dark eyes, missed nothing. His face was aged by command, not years. He wore plain clothes—nothing regal—because wolves who needed reminding of his title didn’t matter. He glanced at the documents, then at me. “You found more than I expected,” he said. “I found more than I expected,” I answered. “Sit down. We have a lot to cover before the others show up.” He sat, and I talked for fifteen minutes straight. Everything from the records room. Visitor logs showing Selene’s visit eight months before the rejection. Pack funds paid to Voss Strategic Advisory. The Harrow & Associates payment. Bloodline record.

Because of curiosity, I looked out the window, and I saw him looking up at the tree and shouting. My eyes widened when I saw Kervi, he’s Relyon’s younger brother, and what the hell! He’s at the top of the tree as if he was reaching for something... Oh my god, their ball is hanging from the tree, that’s why. This kid, he might fall on the ground! I quickly left my room and the house. “Kervi, you might fall, get down there!” I said. “He was just going to get that ball, Eunice,” Relyon said calmly.

Alfi seemed excited. “Yeah. And there will be free Nekopara Jacket for one lucky guest!” Koji exclaimed. “Aww, why not custom shirt instead?” Alfi looked disappointed. “What shirt do you want anyway?” Koji asked. “Hokari Kanae, Euphoria,” Alfi replied. “Really? She’s a bitch, you know?” Rian said. “Bitch? What do you mean?” Alfi looked curious. “Huh? You don’t play the VN(Visual Novel)?”