Who Is The Lady Of The Lake นิยาย & เรื่องราว

the Moon Goddess began, "there is a way to retrieve the Moonstone from Dimitri's clutches, but it is not without great risk. In the sacred forest of the Shadow Pack, there lies a mystical lake. This lake harbors a secret - a portal that can transport you to any place you desire and bring you back." Amanda was awed yet apprehensive. The Moon Goddess spoke with a sense of urgency, her words echoing with a gravity that couldn't be ignored. "Amanda, the fate of the wolf kingdom rests upon your shoulders. Only you possess a unique connection to this portal. You are the chosen one, and it is your destiny to use it."

It was the same lake where I changed my skin and is almost molested by a bunch of rouges. But when I took a clearer look at the lake it was more beautiful than the first time I saw it. It's midnight but the lake is so bright. You can see the reflection of the full moon on the lake, and it's so breathtaking. I was walking around the lake appreciating its' beauty until I saw a figure ahead, it's a woman. She's wearing clothes that look centuries old, and she has her back in front of me so I can't tell what she was doing.

He refused to talk in front of Luke. “What in the world happened?” Noah asked, turning to Ryan who stood a few steps behind him, two other knights were with him. “We found her in the woods outside the estate,” Ryan said, his eyes wandering to the corpse lying behind Noah. “by the Lake of the Moon.” Lake of the Moon, Ophelia shuddered at the memories that accompanied the mention of that place. It was the same lake that Noah jumped in to save her. Ever since then, she avoided going there, even if by mistake. The lake represented a bad omen to her, this incident won’t allow her to overcome the illogical assumption.

“ It’s really funny don’t you think? How you manage to escape death every time? First it was at that lake and then you somehow manage to escape the pudding to—” Haven gasped. “ The lake?!” How did this woman know about the lake? Could it be..? “ You” Realization finally dawned on Haven. “ It was you. You’re the same woman from .. from the lake?” She stuttered. “ It was you who tried to take my life that night ?” “ You’re that same disgusting witch.” She spat in anger, feeling disgust crept up her body. She can’t believe her luck. Leaving the pack village only for her to run into a filthy witch.

I nodded at them, trying to look like I belonged here. That was when I saw her. She stood near the back, half-shadowed by the lamplight, her veil a thin gray shimmer that moved when she breathed. “This is Lady Mora,” one of the generals said quickly. “She’s the witch who’s been keeping us hidden from the wolves. Without her spells, their scouts would’ve found us months ago.” Mora lifted her head, eyes calm and silver-gray. “Your Highness,” she said, voice soft, like she already knew me.

I looked at Travis with confusion, “Lady could only mean the person who sent her to kill Luna is from a noble family; she is from a family of rank because if she wasn't, then she wouldn't have said, Lady.” That was correct; I did hear her say, Lady, “There are so many Ladies from families of status and ranks, so who could it be?” “It had to be someone around us, not far from us,” Travis said, and I nodded my head. There was one person my heart suspected, “Indigo?” Travis shook his head, “She would have needed to bribe, so I don't think she has anything to bribe with, and she isn't from a family of rank anymore.”

Far beyond the walls of the Alpha's mansion where the world grew quieter and the air still smelled of dew, a lone witch woke to the same dawn. Her name was Lady Eden. The forest around her cabin was still. She was not old, but her hair was grey. Her fingers were long and dirty from years of handling ash. She rose from her bed and stepped into the circle she had drawn before. Candles, White Chalk, bones, a werewolf skeleton, and a bowl of clean water that reflected her face.

I watched her. This woman, my mate, the Luna, the last White Wolf, daughter of the Moon Goddess. The very complication I’d tried to dismiss upon her arrival at Ravenwood, now stood in a villa overlooking the ocean, absorbing the most shattering news with a clarity and grace I was certain I’d never possess.

The six demons roamed their eyes to the helpless voice of a young woman until they saw Diana with Damon, almost drowned in the cursed lake. " Save her!" Thamer ordered his six demons but they stop when another entity came and walked closer to the cursed lake. She's wearing a white dress, her hair were long and shiny, she's shimmering in the darkness and she was holding a white wand. She's singing a chants on the river.

“Then who put you up to this? Was it Sandra?” “No.” “Then who?” “It was the Lady of the Forest.” The Lady of the Forest? Another story that I believed to be made-up. An elderly witch that can be located only by those of her kind, when they are in need. The same goes with some shelters that she built, they can be uncovered solely by those of which blood that find themselves in desperate situations. She goes by many names and has multiple appearances. “Why would the Lady of the Forest do that?” Kendra steps in. “Moreover, I met her recently, she was almost surprised that the seal was broken.”