The Feast Novel Novels & Stories

He said jokingly. “ Nevermind she would come and apologize” Chloe said sarcastically.I looked at her and shook my head because I was the only one who believed her was I.We quickly changed topic and started talking about the The feast of the golf which was a very important feast for us.It’s a must to go coupled up.And at a moment you transform and play around.Unlike the feast of the vampire where no one is allowed to walk out.It’s a ghost town day in short term. I have never really attended any of these because I was not in a relationship nor I was interested.It’s only because this year it’s Edmond who is organizing it,if not I wouldn't have been there.My belly was grumbling,I guess everyone

Anna’s POV—The Feast By the time the day of the feast arrived, For once, there was no tension hanging over the territory. Everyone seemed determined to enjoy the evening. I stood in front of my mirror, running my fingers through my red hair before letting it fall loosely over my shoulders. I didn’t want anything too formal. It was a feast, not a royal gathering. I settled on a simple cream-colored dress that fell just above my knees, the soft material fitting comfortably around my waist before flowing loosely over my hips. I paired it with a thin belt and simple sandals, leaving my neck bare except for the small necklace I’d been wearing lately.

Leila's POV. The preparation for the feast was very abrupt, but we had to do it quickly. The preparations were more difficult because the head slave said it'll be a grand feast. I didn't know which Alpha was coming, but I knew it was an Alpha. The head slave said she'd explain it later and so I decided to go out, eat something, and then come back. I was hungry, tired and I couldn't do anything if I didn't eat. The other slaves were all working,as I grabbed bread and ate immediately.

The merriment of the festival was cruel in its mockery, and a reminder to me of the blood that was to be spilled. And so as the night went on, feast after feast spread out, platters of roasted venison, yams and fresh bread passed along fires. They sang up songs, and gave out stories, but I could not eat, for my mind was on what was going down at night. There was going through nbd blood spilled. Solana’s eyes caught mine from across the flames, her nod an unspoken anchor. The moon rose higher, and eventually the merrymaking wound down, packs breaking up to return to cabins with full bellies and tired grins.

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Something's very different. Returning to her makeshift camp, Cathy's eyes widened at the sight before her. A veritable feast lay spread out on a large, flat stone: succulent roasted meat, its skin crisp and glistening; an array of wild berries and nuts; even what looked like honeycomb dripping with golden sweetness. ‘A feast. It brought me a feast.’ "Well," she murmured, her stomach growling loudly, "I guess my scaly friend decided to play chef while I was gone." Without hesitation, Cathy fell upon the meal, devouring it with a fervor that surprised even herself. Each bite seemed to awaken her senses further, flavors exploding on her tongue with an intensity she'd never experienced before. ‘

But I also feel as his hand tightens gently around mine before he turns slowly toward me. "Fate has chosen to bless this pack." Applause breaks out instantly, and Aeron waits calmly for it to settle before continuing. "This wonderful feast hold not only here, but also on the streets and corners of Nightbane pack. Every single pack member must share in my joy. The feast is held in honor of the child soon to come. My first seed." The crowd erupts louder this time. Warriors pound their fists lightly against their chest while nobles clap openly beneath the glowing lights.

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT Aria's POV The feast that night was unlike anything I'd ever experienced. Tables were set up in the main courtyard as food covered every surface. Roasted meat, fresh bread, vegetables, fruits including things I didn't even have names for. Lanterns hung from trees, casting warm golden light over everything. Music was been played. People laughed and talked. For one night, the pack was forgetting about loss and pain and just... living. I stood at the edge of it all, watching still not quite believing this was real.

I could still feel the grape on my tongue, the weight of Adrien’s gaze as he fed it to me. I could still feel Kael’s fire from across the table, watching, letting me burn. And yet, beneath the shame, something darker pulsed through me, a dangerous thrill I could not smother. By evening, when the summons came for the feast, I was no longer trembling. I was ready. The great hall blazed with torches, the long tables groaning beneath platters of roasted meats and sugared fruits, chalices filled with wine that glittered like rubies.

They arrived at Greenwood pack two days later, Feathers felt slightly weak and his muscles ached a little as it had been on steering for several hours though they took few hours break on the road. Once they both entered the castle, everyone welcomed them with cheers. Barbara had to also cheered eventhough she loathes to see Celine. Feathers was escorted to his room while Celine was escorted to the Luna's room. The journey was an adventurous one but she was happier that she made love with Feathers. The short moment was an intense and very passionate one. Two weeks later, Feathers was almost done with the ancient Lycan King novel that he was reading when he heard a knock on the door. Since he