Novel & Cerita The Last Tribid

It took hours and I just hoped it was worth it. The mate of a witch is very rare. It only happens to one of a billion witches. Not literally. If a witch were to be mated to another witch, then it was for soul purpose and that couple would be superior of the witches. Tribrids are one of the rarest creatures in the world and most powerful. A tribrid's one purpose of the world is to protect. It lives as long as werewolf but once it dies it is either sent to The Border or to Hell. When a creature becomes a tribrid it is because a person of a silver heart exist. A tribrid should protect that person with its life. If the person with silver heart dies, the tribrid gets weak and slowly loses its pow

else. "How are you? It's been years, Trin..." she asked softly. She had a small smile on her lips but it soon disappeared. She frowned at me. "Why...why did you change your last name, Trin? You changed it into Nanny Delia's last name. Silverio, huh? Is that it? Are you really ashamed of our last name now that you're in the spotlight? You don't want to be associated with us anymore?" I frowned and couldn't help but be amazed at what she was saying. I am sarcastically amazed by her words right now. Well, who wouldn't? Did she just came here to criticize me and all that sh-ts? Tch.

Elara was Cassian's only Luna, and they had loved each other for ten years. But at this year's remembrance ceremony, Elara's name on the stone tablet suddenly split open. The Moon Goddess no longer blessed her, no longer claimed her. Another woman, Seraphina, was about to become the next Luna. And Elara had only five days left to live. What made it worse was that Cassian had known all along. Three years ago, he had led Elara up to the crown himself, and he had signed that contract himself. He knew perfectly well that being Luna had never been an honor, but an offering to the Moon Goddess. Yet Cassian kept it from her for three years. All he said was, "I want to save you." Only later did she