The Last Cultivator Novels & Stories

The candle that was shaped like a 2 on the cake felt like a joke. At the end of his call, as if Jason Smith felt guilty, he added, "I've neglected you lately, so once I'm done with this busy period, shall I take you to see the aurora?" I hung up, and our home went completely silent. Even the air seemed to be mocking my marriage. What a failure all of this was. It was at this time that Jason's assistant sent me a message on WhatsApp, asking in that familiar way what I wanted reimbursed this time and telling me to just name it.

Alaric confirmed. I thought about it and I finally asked, “If Luna was barren and other members of the pack did not breed, then how did I was born in the pack? And if my parents knew that they were going to die and they sent me to the human world to save their future, then it means only….” Alaric gasped and said, “you are the last alpha!”

Ka-Rin had moved to the front, if not she too would have been stuck. “My dear daughter, I was doomed already. The weight of the hammer had already put a lot of strain on my heart, it was only a matter of time before I would pass. The arrow was meant to strike X, but found me instead. I am happy that it choose me and not you two. Yes, if it were not for X’s attempt to deflect it, he would have been the one to pass; but I would have soon followed. All hope would have been lost, as he is the last direct descendant.” Alyisha breath was heavy and started to become painful.

"She can't be." "There is only five royal blood left in the Aero Edis. Queen Khan Awae being the last woman, her brother Prince Nicholas, and his three sons could be the fourth guardian." King Suxx said. "Who between them is the guardian, that's what we need to find out," Hunter declared. "What help can I do now?" I joined in the conversation. Hunter looked at me. "Find out who the last guardian is," he turned to Prince Marcus. "You two must start your first step now."

This was all Adam and I had managed to do with all our strength. Casper was indeed drawn over and walked to the door as if he was being guided by something else, just in time to hear Sydney say to her daughter. "And the last time I made you frame that witch, I clearly told you to fall harder! But in the end, all you had was a minor fracture!

She'd stopped at nothing to steal everything from Elena—so they stripped away every shred of her dignity, leaving her humiliated and despised before all eyes. They spoke no words of vengeance. But every torment she'd inflicted on Elena, they returned to her tenfold. For five long years, Vivian clung to a miserable existence in endless shame and despair. Her once-delicate body withered under the weight of illness and bitterness. Lying in a crumbling storage room, staring up at the leaking roof, she replayed every choice she'd made—every life she'd destroyed—over and over. On a bitter winter night, she breathed her last.

Gunawan saw me, and he stared at me for a long time before he finally let out a long breath. "The scholarship was terminated," said Gunawan. Instantly, I gasped. "How come?" "But, he passed, right?" I asked. "Hmm, yes. Only S2." Gunawan's answer seemed to have a meaning for me. But he didn't tell her. I met Laras at a coffee shop after I left Gunawan's office. He's there alone. Oh, yes, Sisca is also still abroad. He was punished by his parents. That kid, I thought.

Her parents hated her for killing their son, so they didn't even bother to collect her remains. Steven, due to his multiple criminal offenses, was given a thirty-year sentence in jail. Stephanie cut off ties with him and left overseas, never coming back. Steven had written letters to me time and time again, asking to see me, and I ignored each and every one of them. Instead, I made sure he received regular photo updates of Jenny entangled with other men, as well as the family photos he had taken together with her family—how else was he going to enjoy the warmth of family in jail?

Sure enough, it was gone. The image of him smiling at the clerk came to mind, along with the warm compliments about what a loving couple we were. That scene kept replaying in my head. I stood there in a daze, the bitterness in my chest slowly settling. I quietly told myself that maybe this was all just a one-sided crush on Serena's end. After dinner, Lucas suddenly set down his fork and said, "I have to work late tonight at the observatory. I need to observe a star that's quite rare."

"Aren't you… the wife of Halberg Group's CEO?" Odessa accepted the tissue with a word of thanks. At their question, she offered a bitter smile and shook her head. "Not anymore. There's no such thing as eternal love. Maybe the journey is beautiful… but the ending is always the same." With that, she turned and walked away, her steps faltering. The two women exchanged uneasy glances as they watched her silhouette disappear into the distance. By the time Odessa returned home, a fever had already set in. She sank onto the couch, her body weighed down by exhaustion. As her eyes closed, sleep enveloped her quickly.