Novel & Cerita The Oaths Of Vayuputras

As he hold my right hand, he bit his index finger and draw a tribal marks and draconic words on my hand, from my fore hand down to the end of my fingers was fill with bloodied drawing. "I Griksu'um The Wise, Pledged my Oath, On my name and on My honour as the Great Ancient Dragon of Earth..To Protect Aeternum Kingdom for as long as it's stand, And in return Aeternum shall shelter my kin under it rules…May the Oath Of the Ancient be Approved…". (Griksu'um)

“How can I work with someone whom I still believe killed my mom.” “And I believe your family has done plenty of killing too,” he replied evenly. “But tonight isn’t about old blood. It’s about staying alive.” My hands were still shaking from the fight. I set the gun down. “On one condition. We share everything we find. No secrets. The second we know who the Swan is, we go our separate ways.” Luciano nodded slowly. “Deal. But you stay here until it’s safe. No running off to your father half-cocked.”

It is my choice. You are not the key. You are the question. Forgive me for the weight. Love, always — Mom Elara’s hands trembled. “A lie?” Cassian whispered. They played the chip. Mara’s voice filled the room. “The oath was never meant to last forever,” Mara said. “It was meant to buy time until someone brave enough chose to end it without becoming a monster. I changed the rules. I bound the oath not to blood—but to will. If Elara ever refuses it fully, it breaks.”

Sol reached for my hand. I squeezed his fingers. Together, we spoke the final words. The ancient oath. The promise of protection. The promise of guardianship. The promise of responsibility. Then we thanked the land. Thanked the earth. Thanked the territory for accepting our offering. For accepting our blood. For accepting us. The response came immediately. The ground erupted with light. Golden sunlight. Silver-black darkness. Their colors. Our colors. The mixed power surged through the territory. The earth glowed. The forests glowed.

she intoned, “to uphold the Pact of Three? To share knowledge of any curse‑work, trafficking, or slave trade within their lands? To hunt and dismantle such work wherever it appears? To recognize omegas, hybrids, and all wolves as persons, not property, under their laws?” “I swear,” Alden said. “I swear,” Kael echoed. Rian’s voice followed his brother’s, firm. “I swear.” “I swear,” Damon said, rough but clear. Mara Vance added, “Bloodthorn’s reform council swears.” One by one, representatives from the smaller packs stepped forward to add their own vows, binding their territories to the same standards. The seer nodded once. “Then let it be sealed,” she said. Theron stepped forward with a fresh

With an icy expression, I replied, "You've misunderstood. I didn't change my mind. I will never recite the oaths." Iris growled in agreement. Cassian sized me up impatiently. "How stubborn. Since you aren't going to obey me, as Alpha of the pack, I shall now command you to swear the oath!" Upon hearing that, a tinge of bitterness crept into my heart. I asked, word by word, "Cassian, do you remember me? When we were young, we—"

**POV: Aria** The oaths came first. That was the order Elder Maren had explained in the days before the ceremony, drawing from both the traditional Silvermoon installation protocol and the older Moonshard texts she had been preserving for thirty years. The oaths to the pack before the oaths to each other, because the people came first and everything else was built on that foundation. Caden spoke his oath to the pack.

Apollo repeated Slant's offer. "Very well." Chase nodded slightly. Since they were willing to swear a blood oath, he decided not to make things difficult for them. Then, Apollo and Slant each struck their chests, forcing out a mouthful of blood. "We, Slant and Apollo, swear that once we leave this secret realm, we'll never reveal any information about it. Should we break this vow, may heart demons plague us, and may we die horrible deaths!" they swore in unison. Seeing this, Chase decided not to trouble them further. He then turned his gaze to Wayne, the only independent cultivator present. He was a first-stage martial lord.

They had to completely rework the Emperor’s oath, so here’s hoping it doesn’t end with me getting struck by lightning or something. “I, Chris Melgren, stand before the God Oshmin, humbled and blessed by the gifts bestowed upon me. As I stand before him and my people, I vow to be their pillar and their strength. I swear fealty to them and vow to love, serve, protect, and fight for them until my reign ends. In the eyes of Oshmin, I accept the duty and power of the Emperor,” I say in a strong voice.

“Alpha Myla, please repeat after me, I Alpha Myla pledge to share the responsibilities, leadership, love, and all that being Alpha entails equally and without question with my mate, given to me by the Moon Goddess, Alpha Reiner.” She repeated the oath as tears welled up in her eyes. Next Barrett turned to me. “Alpha Reiner, please repeat after me. I Alpha Reiner, pledge to share the responsibilities, leadership, love, and all that being an Alpha entails, equally and without question with my mate, given to me by the Moon Goddess, Alpha Myla.” I repeated the oath never once looking away from her.