Novel & Cerita The Lord Is Our Protector

My heart, for a moment, declined to leave her but I couldn’t stay back and let my people suffer like a pathetic one too. “Eliana, please try to understand, I must go, as the Alpha and as the Luna, the protection of my home is yours.” I murmured, taking her wrist and kissing them. “I don’t think I could,” “I trust you, the protector of my home,” She paused at my comment, mouth gaping in disbelief when I considered her as a protector, though as my Luna, she was. Regaining her senses gradually, she lowered her gaze and left me slowly, apprehending the state.

Definitely not attackers. I swipe it open. There’s only one sentence. " Your protector isn’t who you think." That’s it. No greeting. No signature. No threat. Just that one suffocating sentence. My breath turns shallow. My fingers go cold. Your protector. It has to mean Cole.

"And I will not allow this land to be harmed." The Alpha's bravado had faded, and he cowered before the Guardian. "You have no power here," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "You are nothing but a myth, a legend. You cannot stop me." The Guardian's smile grew. "Oh, but I can," she said, her eyes burning with a fierce light. "For I am not just a legend. I am the protector of this land, the spirit of the woods. And you, Alpha, have trespassed against my realm." The Alpha took a step back, his eyes filled with fear.

“They see your weakness even now. But if Damien stands with you, you will not fall. He is stronger when he fights for you, and your child will bring a new dawn for your people.” Elara wept silently. The goddess pulled her up, her touch warm like the sun. “Be brave, Elara. The path is hard, but love is stronger than fear. Do not delay much longer.” The wind grew stronger, the light brighter. The goddess began to fade. “Tell him, child of the moon. Trust him. Protect what you carry.” protect him like it all matters because the world wouldn't want the child to be born , remember you are carrying the hero ,do no risk your life ,and please be careful of what you eat...I will always be with you to

, she added. Kris became silent for a while. Everything was so heavy. “Do not let your heart be in troubled for you will not see the light”, the voice uttered. “You are the chosen one, you have everything you need, my Majesty”, said the voice with too much compassion. “And you, the chosen Protector, you have done so well”, said the voice. “You have followed what I said, it is because of you that the prophecies will come into life”, she added. “Because of that, you will be rewarded”, uttered the voice.

“Really? That’s the most important thing, you can ask?” I bit the insides of my cheeks. I could not stay still, knowing the queen’s life was at risk. "Why are we here?" "The alpha king ordered me to protect you. This is the least place the rogues and the queen’s accomplice will search for you." I tried to stand, and the ground shook. Damn it. What had Zenith done to me? Inhaling a couple of breaths, I said, "W-we have to help them. The alpha king, I mean."

Only Wayne seemed unaffected but I didn't have time to dwell on that as Glob's voice once again rose above the wind. "Bonded with the forces of the land,joined by power we six stand,to forge the circle that keeps all within safe,let no evil show it's face.Repel the night and enforce the day,protected within,we shall stay.All that do not belong I command to flee,As I will so mote it be."

(Numbers 6:24–26 — the priestly blessing given to the Levites) With the sound of the ram’s horn, he anointed Ayman with oil — his forehead, his hands, his heart. “Blessed is the one who fights for justice under the banner of Christ. “Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we trust in the name of the Lord our God.” (Psalm 20:7) “Not by might, nor by power, but by My Spirit,” says the Lord of Hosts. (Zechariah 4:6)

Elaine spoke after a long pause. “Fair enough.” Becky nodded in approval with her chin high. “What am I supposed to do until then?” I asked. Elaine steepled her fingers and stared into space before making eye contact with me again. “Since he came by choice and black magic, you can have yourself blessed by a priest. Surround yourself with holy water and a bible. It will protect you from any harm a malignant entity may inflict. What this can’t do is remove it from your life. Whatever he is, you and he are bound by an ancient white magic contract.”

I asked, my voice quieter now, hesitant. Damon stopped mid-step. He didn't turn. For a long moment, I thought he wouldn't answer. But then, just when I had convinced myself to let the question die, he spoke. "Protection." The word was barely above a whisper, but it held more weight than I expected. I swallowed hard. "That's all?" His hands clenched at his sides. "That's all I have to offer." A bitter smile curled at my lips. Of course. Damon Thorne, the ever-dutiful Alpha. The protector. The warrior.