Romans & histoires What Happened To Mufasa's Body

Vidhant and Alex eyed each other with worry-filled faces. “Saraya, we’ll come,” both said hurriedly and left the room. Saraya stared at the door with a wary look and wrapped her arms securely around Zee. She eyed outside from the window and found it darker than usual. The backside of the palace:- Raf was sitting in front of two graves. The graves were none other than those of Phoenix and Miah. He raised his hand and caressed the names of their loved ones, one by one, written on the gravestones. That day, Raf buried their bodies in the jungle. But after a few days, they had their proper funeral.

When there is money, it brings power along with it so they don't have to worry about their safety. That is how his family found out he was dead and is still wearing the clothes he wore before he left the house months ago. They conclude that he was kidnapped and when they couldn't get ahold of them, they killed him. At least, he was buried with all his body parts unlike 'Zara and Mika'il' for they were only given their arms. That is the only thing the Masari's were grateful for, they can't bury another body part and be in peace.

What could be bad than what had happened? "Speak up," Tiana sighed, knowing that there was no way to avoid what was coming. Yael stepped forward and bowed. After taking a soft deep breath, she finally reported. "Your majesty, we found the Nephus king’s body." Tiana froze for a long moment. But eventually, her voice came out. “What did you say? And Where?" there was the slightest shiver that only Yael who were nearest to her could notice in her voice. “We found him dead in one of Zavion’s prisons. Please follow me." yield said, her voice soft.

His eyes travel to Mom and Dad, who are listening to him with keen interest and attention. "But there was never a body, no funeral rites. He claimed grief, yet the pack never saw him mourn her properly. Nobody has seen her body because he kept it away from everyone. It was all too suspicious.” Mikhail's jaws clench, "Death of any pack's Alpha or Luna is not a small thing. But no one is aware of how she died or what is her burial place."

Milka Said as she left what she was doing. * * *A lot happened in one month, both good and bad. Mulongo responded well to the heart transplant, he was discharged after stabilizing. Mrs. Wechuli was buried in municipal grave, no one attended her funeral, only Ivana her two boys and Sammy, and the priest acted as her family. Mish, Stacy, Dido and all the henchmen were jailed for ten years imprisonment without parole.

He'd imagined how much pain, he'd have gone through. This isn't how it was supposed to go. This isn't what we planned. The man in black walked away quickly as he saw he had accomplished what he was sent to do, he disappeared through a side exit. The hospital staff gently moved them away so they could take Mose's body to the morgue. Mia had to be practically carried away because she didn't want to leave him. By the next morning, the news was everywhere. Social media was on fire with people taking sides and pointing fingers.

By the morning of the fourth day, several highly respected Elders of the pack couldn't watch anymore and came to the ruins. "Alpha, accept your loss," the Great Elder sighed. "In a fire this big... even an Alpha wolf couldn't survive." "Yes, let Ella rest. If you keep digging, her soul won't find peace." Lucas knelt on the ground, clutching that charred piece of cloth tightly. Listening to the Elders, he finally let out a wail of despair. "Ahhhhh—!!" Three days later, a solemn and painful funeral was held. There was no body. Only that small piece of cloth was placed in the black crystal coffin.

His lifeless body slumped to the ground at the entrance of the secret passage. In the end, White Wolf ended his own life.

That's when the smiles on his lips disappeared and were replaced by a grin. “It's good that you knew right away. I thought it would take a long time for you to guess.” He said and playfully sat on the sofa before closing his eyes. But the Zombie plan of killing the woodcutter did not materialize when the woodcutter came to the front of the Zombie house to give him another deer to eat. I squeezed even harder to one side as I witnessed how the spirit left Albus' body. And I almost swallowed all my saliva when I saw Albus' body that was now decomposing and smelling so bad.

he asked. I couldn’t speak at first. My breath caught in my throat. I didn’t know how long I stood there, frozen seconds, maybe minutes. “Y-yes…” I finally muttered. “His body was buried in the woods,” he said flatly. “His mate and pups were executed.” He paused again, his eyes locking onto mine, studying my reaction. Then he straightened and spoke as if he had just discussed the weather. “Have a nice day.”Without sparing me another glance, he turned and walked away.