The Last Field Party Novels & Stories

I explained to him. He thought about it and accepted soon, “okay! But promise me that you will come back. Don’t try to be a hero. I will not be able to answer Fiarra if anything happens to you. I will be responsible for it.” Jacob was mad but he still managed to hide it. “I promise!” Later that day, we prepared for our departure. When it was dawn, the whole team left in the cars to the dead end point of the road of our journey. We all stepped out from our vehicles and looked around for a way to cross the dead end.

“And when you do? No one on that field stands a chance.” He searched my face a long beat. Then the corner of his mouth twitched, not quite a smile, but close enough. “Big words, Beta.” “Earned ones.” He huffed a quiet laugh, the sound almost normal. Almost like before. “Field in fifteen,” he said. “Don’t make me drag you.” “Wouldn’t dream of it.” He left. I turned back to the window one last time. The sun was finally bleeding over the tree line, thin and pale, painting the banners gold. The omegas had finished the elder canopy; scribes were already at the scoring table. Somewhere in that growing crowd Claire would be watching, calculating, waiting for the first mistake.

it's a surprise for them. —As always, being the best in everything. I want pictures, ok. —Ok. The hours passed and the party was coming to an end and we were tired and the kids had to go to school, as we said goodbye to everyone, we left the country field where the after wedding party was held. —I am happy that nothing happened. —I told you nothing would stop us from getting married. I smile and reciprocate his kiss.

The south fields stood untouched at the end of it, golden and whole in the late afternoon light, and the farmers who walked out to check them moved with a looseness in their shoulders that hadn't been there before. Ronan looked at the fields for a long moment without saying anything. Then he looked at me. I already knew what his face was doing. I was looking somewhere else. The celebration, such as it was, happened organically — the way real ones do, without planning. Someone brought food to the common area. Someone else brought more. By the time Wren and I arrived, there were farmers and warriors mixed together in the easy way of people who have just shared something difficult and come out

Looking around, there are only five left, Logan, Alpha Kyle, Alpha Desmond, and two more I don’t know. Logan, Alpha Kyle, and Alpha Desmond look at each other, and after a short nod of their heads, all three attacks the other two. And they fast make both of them give up, leaving only the 3 Strongest Alphas out there on the field. Then Alpha Desmond bows his head to both logan and Alpha Kyle and surprises us all by walking out of the field, leaving Logan and Alpha Kyle as the last two out there. An Elder comes out to the field and starts talking.

My vision darkened at the edges. The battle raged on, but the rogues weren’t stopping. More poured from the shadows, endless as the tide. Derek’s jaw clenched. His golden eyes scanned the battlefield. We were losing. I swallowed. “Derek…” His grip tightened around me. “No.” Then, he threw his head back— And howled. --- The Last Resort The sound ripped through the battlefield. A call not for battle— But for retreat. Our warriors heard it. One by one, they pulled back, covering each other as they fought toward the last exit points.

Memories of that night returned to her, vivid as sunlight rays casting their brilliant light upon the earth. What they called The Last Party had ended and all the guests were gone, leaving a messy living room for Inara and her friend Zee but that wasn’t their problem. Having nothing to worry about, they were seated over a deck of Whot Card game, willing to bet some part of their allowances already laid down on the floor as the house keeper in Zee’s home cleaned after the guests.

YVONNE — It was in the evening that the party ended, around 4:10 p.m., and people were rising from their seats and walking out of the hall. It was really a remarkable party. "Alpha Conan, I think we should call this a leave. I will visit the palace anytime soon so we can go deeper into our last discussion," I could hear Erick telling Conan. "Alright, my bro. Thank you so much for coming despite your busy schedules," Conan commended Erick before he walked out with his mate, Edith.

“Yes, actually, he just came to see the children and wanted to put them down.” “Is that what he wanted?” he asked me. “Yes,” I answered timidly. “And now?” he insisted again. He let out a sigh. “And you wanted to talk to me?” “Of course,” he said. Thomas looked toward the door where Jake had disappeared. At one in the afternoon, the party had completely ended. Some men had Jake’s permission to go rest, and others, the great majority, stayed surrounding the castle as planned. The wolves were still happy, drinking and attentive to the mission Alpha Jake had given. The commotion outside continued, but the party in here had ended.

They couldn't wait for the party to be over for they now see no reason for the merriment. It was evening already, the sun had already set for the day as the day gradually turned into night. Most of the Park members had returned to their various homes, and also friends. But just a few left, those who were cleaning to tidy up the environment. Shortly after, they were done and they left the premises. But, the crew of roughs had to stay back, to make sure that their plans were well drafted out properly. They all finally agreed to go to a small park to begin their lives, until the whole scourge would be over. Leo and his mate began to pack some important loggages of theirs, leaving most behind.