When Their Sacrificial Lamb Is Gone Novels & Stories

the voice resounding in reply as I watched in amazement at how Rivera was speaking to it. She must be a really strong healer to be able to call out the figure physically in front of us…even though it had no face; before now…I never even saw the figure. “A sacrifice?” Rivera asked with an shock in her voice…. The pale figure laughed disappearing slowly like a smoke withering away. “Yes! A sacrifice! One must have to pay with blood, a life, it’s the only way!” Then the laugh started again as it completely disappeared but the echo remained: “And remember, her time is ticking… till the next lunar full moon, the wolf will be completely gone!”

The shadows hissed and recoiled, curling back as the air vibrated with tension. The middle child staggered, voice faltering. “What… what are you doing?” The eldest child’s hands shook violently. “I… I don’t know. But I won’t let you—let it—take him!” The shadows writhed, and for a heartbeat, the room felt still. The youngest child’s scream faded to a low cry, eyes wide, lips trembling. Then… the first sacrifice occurred.

SACRIFICIAL LAMB ******************************** ALPHA BALTHAZAR'S POV ******************************** Getting a year-old lamb with no defect turned out to become mission impossible. It was either the year-old lambs had defects and the perfect ones were above a year. What intrigued me the most was the scarcity of the said animal which had never happened before. When I enquired from the farmers if they could direct me to a popular breeder within our neighborhood, I was directed to a small pack a few miles from ours.

Fallon places his hand on my shoulder as if to keep me grounded. “This speaks of Lana and Apolliana’s eventual division from each other. Obviously, the part about death and destruction talks about Apolliana. The part about the devil losing his love…” Azazel’s voice fades as he gazes back at me with a pitying expression. Fallon’s jaw tightens, and Michael’s shoulders stiffen. “Merde!” he curses beneath his breath wretchedly. “It says that humanity shall be a sacrifice if it were not in the blood of humanity to turn the tide. How can humanity turn the tide if they are the sacrifice?” Fallon asks.

Damen saw the shift in her face and it seemed to affect his confidence. “Less…” he began, a tremor to his voice, and her distraught eyes lifted to meet his gaze. His face blanched. The city had already been notified as they exited the alleyway: the marketplace and town squares were emptying quickly; the merchants withdrawing their money and items; shoppers glancing at each other with tight, anxious expressions. No one was angered by the disappearance of the next sacrificial lamb but instead, trepidation took precedence, snarling like static in the pits of their bellies.

I pressed him, and he continued, "she seems to have died in the big battle, the one all the texts lead to." I looked at the leather cover of the book sadly, losing a mate had to be the greatest pain ever known - but to lose one violently was somehow worse. "Does it say how?" "Blood sacrifice," Mains said curtly, rushing the words out as if they were acid on his tongue. "Sacrifice? Why would he sacrifice his Luna?" I asked, reeling back at the shocking revelation. "I haven't quite figured it out," Mains admitted, staring blankly at the book, "but after the main battle and her death, the attacks and fires stop."

he began. "Like we had a choice in the matter," I muttered under my breath, causing Haven to grin at me. "Today is the day we use to honor the treaty that provides our community with peace. Today we honor the wolves who provide us with protection. To be chosen as a sacrifice to the wolves is a great honor. Your sacrifice will provide our community, your friends and loved ones, with protection and safety," he told us, as if we were stupid enough to believe what he was saying. So many of us knew that there had to be things we weren't being told. This had been going on for so long now, and yet no one ever saw the sacrifice girls again once they left. Why not?

It seems that we have hit a snag. I did not foresee such a thing to happen; now, there is only one concern here. Whom do I sacrifice? The conditions of the spell are very clear; you shall need to sacrifice one supernatural creature to close the void. Well, there is no one that I shall sacrifice in this entire stadium. But the fact is if we do not, then we all shall die. But that is when I see it; in all the time that I have been fighting this inner battle with myself, I did not notice that Lilith read every word I read, and that includes the one about the sacrifice. So it is with horror that I see her step closer to the hole.

The evil in those eyes… that darkness in his voice, it puts even mine to shame. He stands up, turning away. Deep down I knew it, but I was in denial… I didn’t want to believe it… I didn’t want to anger him because I wanted him to love me, to accept me. “Ah, like every lifetime you really are foolish…” He mutters. “Don’t worry Little Lamb, Zedkiel gave you a befitting name, because when the time comes, you will be the sacrifice… just like you are, every…. single… time….”

The second sacrifice pawn was introducing he seems normal like a normal human, he was crying and begging for his life, but no one listens the same thing happened to him, he was also cut and thrown into the fire, and dying with fire is a most painful death. before the whole body feels pain and the eyeball falls off, from the socket the worst thing is that the human is still alive, they both cooked well. then supreme people eat them, and when they finish eating them they drink blood with everyone but guests have only blood like wine everyone drinks at the same time, every mask has proper space to eat and drink when the time has arrived when the meeting and every table has a button, there was a