Why Are We Here Na Mga Nobela at Kwento

“But they’re willing to negotiate the terms of that control. They want to meet you both outside Council territory. Somewhere neutral.” I stepped aside, a silent invitation for her to enter. The conversation was clearly not one for the hallway. “Why us?” I asked as she walked past me, her presence filling the room with a quiet, dangerous energy. “Why now?” “Because you won,” Nara stated simply, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. She turned to face us, her arms crossed. “And because your son didn’t tear a hole in the sky and swallow the world like their precious prophecies said he would. Their fear-mongering has lost its power. They know it. Now they’re scrambling to hold onto

But right now, I kind of consider escaping too. "Mom?" Ash pushes, frowning even more, "Why are we here? When are we leaving?" "We came here because there was danger and we would be safe here. You know that," I respond, but Ash shakes his head. "But why are we here, here? Why would they protect us, who are they? Are they our family? Why are we HERE and not somewhere else?" he pushes, unrelenting.

Caleb "Alpha and Luna Garcia," I addressed them formally, standing to my feet out of a mark of respect. "We are not here to hurt you, or anyone else in your community. What we're offering is a sanctuary for your people." It was now or never. They were hanging onto every word I said. "We're not here to seek retribution for what happened in the Northern packs, past or present. That's not what this is about," I explained, witnessing their surprised exchange as they glanced at each other with a newfound hope in their eyes.

Nia replied. I took a deep breath. “ We'll find him eventually, but first we must find the people we trust. With that, we'll be able to figure out what to do next.” I said and kicked my horse again, riding for the capital's gate. We soon reached the gate and was stopped by the guards, “What is your business in the capital, are you here for the ceremony?” The guard asked. “Ceremony? Yes...we are here for the ceremony.” Rodrick muttered.

I wasn't even sure how to start this, but I didn’t have a choice now. “Thank you for coming.” I began. “I know a lot of questions about why I’ve called you, please allow me to explain what is going on and what we need to do to ensure we don’t end up going to war with every supernatural being,” I said looking around, everyone seemed calm and happy to be there which was good. “We mostly know why we are here, but why should we help? We’re putting our packs on the line to go against the Council,” one spoke up.

“It wasn’t a dangerous path.” “I’m not trying to get into all of that,” I said, not wanting to be distracted. “We’re here because this is a chance to start fresh.” “What if I don’t want to be here?” “Then I need a reason. Why? I don’t know isn’t going to cut it.”

" Are you ready? " " Ready for what? " She asked in confusion while looking up to him. He look down at her and caressing her cheeks. " Are you ready to go home with me? " He asked making her froze for a second. She blinks a couple of times before she Shook her head making him frown. " Why? I--I thought we're okay now. We are already in good terms, Elara-ah. " " We are okay, Liam. It's just that... I can't leave grandma and kai. "

"Then what is this,... Na-Naomi. You..." "I never thought we could meet here." "Why? Am I dead now?" "No, not yet." "Wh-who is there!?" "That's not me, then who?" Naomi's voice came back. "This is me." "Queen Mitra?" “That's right, Naomi. You still haven't changed." "What do you mean?" This time when the one talking. "Right, what does that mean? the queen brought us here, for what?" "To talk about something." "What is there to talk about?"

Because we weren't just a pack, and we weren't just a kingdom. We were the North. And the North is eternal. THE END.

I jerked my head in an awkward nod before striding in the direction Merrick had gone. "Why?" someone yelled, their voice louder than the other murmurs and variety of emotional scents clouding the air. "Why bother making it work?" I turned to face the person, scanning the crowd for the source of the question. I couldn’t pinpoint it, but I answered anyway. "Because we belong here," I said simply. "This was meant to be our home." I spread my arms out to the trees. "Can't you feel it? You were drawn here for a reason. This is the place the world intends us to be, and I for one, am not leaving."