Novel & Cerita Why Did Asta Get His Grimoire

“So, my aunt and uncle told me what I was long ago. I actually shifted at the age of 11, if you can believe that. We had to keep everything a secret because gold wolves have been hunted down in the past. We have been used for everything you could imagine and then some.” “What does that have to do with Aston?” I turn to Eddie and try to prepare myself for this next part. “Aston and I have marked each other. This means that he will develop some powers as well.” “Gold wolf!” I turn to see the woman staring at me. She takes steps toward me, and I have to admit that I’m a little scared. “You are a gold wolf. I can feel your power now. It’s still coming into its own.” She walks over to Aston and h

My father was going to die, I had to do something. “No!” I yelled. “Levi, STOP!” He paused mid-strike. His claws hovered inches from my father’s chest. Then slowly…very slowly…his head turned. His eyes locked on mine. “Astra?” he craned, his eyes disoriented. He looked from me to the others, then down to my father again. The red faded from his gaze, and his body crumpled like a puppet whose strings had been cut off. He hit the ground, unconscious.

## Chapter 127 ice Grimoire Complete **Storm Academy, Utah** **September 8, 2032 – Morning, Library Wing** The Ice Ability Grimoire was finished before breakfast. That was the part that still felt a little unreal, even to Celeste. The final draft had spent the better part of two days moving between her office, Rowan’s console, the ward chamber, and the curriculum hall, but now it sat sealed in a crystal-backed case on the central reading table of the library wing. Pale blue script glimmered along its cover. The binding had been reinforced with frost-silver thread, and the first completed volume gave off a faint, cool resonance that made the air around it feel cleaner somehow.

I was hoping to find the Grimoire here, to make our search easier. I meticulously searched every nook and cranny of the room, finally focusing on the space under the bed. There, hidden yet seemingly placed with purpose, was something extraordinary. "I found it!" I exclaimed in triumph. There, neatly tucked away, was the book - the magical Grimoire. It seemed as if Rafe had deliberately left it for me to find. Thinking back, I remembered the moment Rafe witnessed Aline's death, how it had destabilized him. I understood that his reaction was significantly influenced by the Alpha Oath he had previously taken, a powerful bond that deeply affected him.

“I want this to end. I miss home and my pack.” “And I understand that,” Thane said, “but is all this stress and pain worth it?” I knew the true cost was being away from my pack and the constant burden. I needed to return before I lost myself completely. I missed Grimoire, but summoning him would require significant power and might expose me. I wasn’t ready for that yet, but I knew a spell that could help me find what I was searching for. *Incantation:* "Astra luminaria, magicum revelare!

I gave her a smile and a wave. Inside I was terrified. I could think of a multitude of ways she could force my compliance. I was just hoping there wasn't a lot of crafty human in the brain box that housed the goddess. Or that she'd not thought that far ahead. Either of those options would be great for me right now. "That would dilute the magic I need to siphon, you stupid human," Asta said. "Your weak useless body is of no concern to me anymore. Leave my sight, you disgust me."

I wonder if she even understands what he is. Does she know he holds the destruction of her race in his hands? Would she have kept him on such a long leash if she did? I think not. I press the sketch to my chest and close my eyes. The Grimoire said the wolves would kneel. That they would tremble beneath his storm. And he would need a guide. A priestess. A partner. He needs me. I open my eyes again and stare into the fire. It crackles quietly, oblivious to the war being waged behind my ribs.

I walked to his chamber and hazily saw my son's half naked body in the mist of the diamond barrier. "Milios...My son Milios come back" I whispered to myself. If not for that necromancer, my son Aimilios the crown prince will not be in this state! That necromancer putted a curse on me. My mana was reversed! everytime I will use magic it affects my body. With this tragedy my children had sacrificed so much. That's why I had to disown that clown and send that skillful knight with him to find the necromancer. I know the necromancer is just near that academy. Maybe it's time to remind Cyrvian about the real mission to accomplish in that school.

He waited for the cold blanket of night to finish it’s decent before he sat the bear carving on the ground, waiting for the fragment of the woman he loved to appear. “What is it. Oren?” Astra said as she appeared in her translucent apparition form. Oren scratched his forehead, trying to frame his response, “The Diabolist might use her charm on me. She has given me an indication. Something is off with her. I can’t quite figure it out.” “That’s wonderful!” Astra said. “She will be a good companion for you. She can keep your magic alive.” “What? No, it isn’t! Didn’t you hear me?”

Vladimir remained silent for some time before replying, “Fine. I will do the job of being Astoria’s shadow, but if she is attacked again, I am dragging her back to this estate, with or without your permission.” “As you wish,” I murmured without looking at him. After he left, I asked one of my men to get Lena. The girl entered the office looking meek. However, for a moment, something like malice flashed across her eyes. “Your boyfriend paid us a visit last night,” I mumbled casually. My eyes remained on the laptop screen that displayed the details of the rogue that one of my spies had sent. The only thing missing was the name of the person he was working for.