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Fane would naturally not show any mercy to enemies like that. Thankfully, Gale still had a shred of rationality left, even if he was quickly losing it. Right before the time limit was up, he weakly raised his hand and produced four million spirit crystals and a White Phoenix Fruit from his storage space. The White Phoenix Fruit was placed in a special box. Fane took the box and examined the fruit in front of everyone. The moment the box was opened, a dense fragrance assaulted his nose. After looking at it for a long time, Fane kept the White Phoenix Fruit.

"No, no. It's already too late for that. I got this. I just need to get used to a few things, and I'll be fine." "I can figure it out," she encouraged herself, and as she checked further, her eyes landed on a woven basket tucked near the counter. Blinking, she tilted her head. "How come I never saw this?" "Did Lythari keep this here secretly?" She smiled and curiously reached for it, carrying it over to the sink. "How lovely," she muttered. "Fruits. How I love fruits. Ugh," then she started naming them. "We have blueberries, strawberries, raspberries; not sure what these deep purple ones are called. Mmm… but I think I should know them. What are they called again?"

The words came out a little too fast and I realised I was smiling, my chin lifting a bit as pride sneaked in before I could stop it. Elena paused and looked at me over her shoulder, one brow lifting. “Are you bragging right now?” I made a small laugh. “Maybe a little.” She chuckled too, shaking her head as she opened the fridge, the light spilling out and revealing the neatly arranged shelves. Everything inside was organised and carefully stocked. There were bowls of cut fruits, small containers with labels, bottles of juice and milk lined up like soldiers, and what looked like prepared meals sealed and untouched. She reached in and took out a small bowl of fruit, setting it on the counter.

Joseph flew into a rage after hearing what he said. "Lucas, hand over the Dragon Slaying Saber and the Realm Fruits, and I’ll consider giving you a painless death!" "Realm Fruits?" Lucas laughed. "The Realm Fruits are in my tummy now. If you want them, we can see if there are any undigested ones when I poop tomorrow." "Lucas, I swear I’ll put you through utter misery!" Joseph squeezed those words through gritted teeth. With that being said, Joseph made a strange gesture with his hands.

She carried a small woven basket filled with bright, violet-skinned fruits that smelled of honey and citrus. "Good morning, Earth-Breaker," Kesi smiled warmly, offering the basket. "The Matriarch requested that you eat before your tour. The Sun-Plums will replenish the last of your lost mana." Mwajuma took one of the fruits. She bit into it, and the sweet, vibrant juice exploded across her tongue, carrying a faint, tingling current of natural energy that immediately settled into her core. It was the taste of pure, uncorrupted life.

Their steps were light with anticipation, moving to an invisible rhythm that matched the hopeful beat of their hearts. Arriving at the store, Adrian was excited. He walked into a place full of bright colors and wonderful smells. He picked out a basket filled with fresh fruits, each one like a special treasure waiting to be found. It felt like fate had brought him the perfect mix of nature's gifts. Adrian didn't just want to bring food but also a taste of life and energy to Sara's grandfather, who was sick. He wanted to show that sweetness and good things were still around, even in tough times. He chose each fruit carefully, believing they would not only help the old man's body but also lift

It also contained Ambrose’s fur and scent to warn shifters with funny ideas. The second gift was a basket of carefully collected fruits from the forest. Wild berries make up the bulk of the basket, but there were also some figs and limes. The boys helped sniff and gather the fruits, and they hoped Emily liked them. It was too much for three boys and one lady to consume, but Ambrose was curious about what Emily would do with them. A good Luna must know how to manage resources for the prosperity of the pack. After patting Oliver on the head, Emily turned her attention to the two older boys who walked stiffly. She gave them a warm smile and opened her arms as a gesture to wait for their hugs to

🎀 CHAPTER THIRTY🎀 Zayla stood on the branch, tossing fruits down one by one. Lyra caught them carefully, placing each into the basket at her feet. This was a different tree—one of many scattered across the palace grounds. There were so many of them, heavy with ripe fruit, untouched and quiet under the evening sky. When the basket was nearly full, Zayla climbed down slowly. She picked two fruits from the top, then handed the basket to Lyra.

I look to my mate who has food dripping down the front of her dress. Putting my plate down, I rush over to her, “What happened?” I ask as I hear a “Ooops sorry Luna,” from one of my Pack members. It was a sarcastic sorry and as I look, I found one of Rosie’s posse standing there smirking at the mess she has made of Carrie. Carrie looks upset but she is restraining herself.

Lucia alighted from the helicopter with wind-swept hair and pink cheeks, her eyes scanning the surroundings with eager anticipation. "Looking for something?" Adrian asked, adjusting the sleeves of his shirt as he followed behind her. "My basket," she replied, eyes still darting left and right. "The one with all the fruits." Adrian chuckled and signaled to one of the staff members nearby. Within seconds, her beloved basket of fruits was returned to her arms. She practically lit up, her expression radiant with gratitude and childish delight. "Thank you!"