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#Chapter 245: Effigies
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NathanThe first step into the burning structure felt like stepping into hell itself. The air around me was superheated, burning my lungs with every inhalation. The once grand building, known for its exquisite woodwork and intricate designs, was now an inferno.Flames roared around me, dancing menacingly like vengeful spirits awakened from a deep slumber.I could hear the distant shouts from the town square—desperate pleas for the safety of the missing child. But inside, those voices were drowned out by the relentless roar of the blaze.A wooden beam collapsed to my left, sending a shower of sparks into the air. I shielded my face with an arm, feeling the heat singe my skin. The smoke was suffocating, and I pulled a cloth over my mouth, trying to filter the worst of it. Every breath was an effort.As I navigated through the fiery maze, my thoughts were consumed by the little girl lost somewhere in this hellscape.“Hello?!” I shouted, my voice sounding weak and frail amidst the inferno
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 247: Long Road Ahead
OliviaThe fire’s intensity was beginning to wane, but the damages it had left behind were staggering. Nathan was at the center of it all, commanding, directing, and making crucial decisions as people scrambled to save what was left.His voice, deep and resonant, was a beacon amidst the chaos.“Olivia,” he said gently, watching warily as the Elders stalked off into the night, satisfied with the scolding they had given me. He touched my arm. “Go on home. You must be exhausted.”I stopped in my tracks, my heart skipping a beat. I understood his concern, but the weight of duty felt just as heavy on my shoulders. “You must be exhausted as well,” I said. “Come home with me. The EMTs are here.”He sighed, his gaze heavy with a mixture of concern and responsibility. “You know I can’t. There are still injured, and the rest of the fire needs to be managed. As the Alpha, it’s my duty. Even if the Elders don’t seem to see me as an Alpha.”I took a deep breath, willing the tears of pain and exhau
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 248: Never Ready
OliviaThe nursery was shrouded in a gentle, late evening haze. Only the soft hum of the nightlight filled the room, casting a pale, golden luminescence on the sleeping twins. Elliot and Aurora, their tiny forms cocooned in soft blankets, breathed softly, creating a rhythmic lull that reverberated throughout the space.Leaning back into the plush rocking chair, I found myself entrapped in a swirling vortex of thoughts and emotions.Every whisper, every disdainful glance from the townsfolk, played back in my mind.“Witch!” they had said. “Traitor!”Truthfully, I didn’t know whether anyone actually meant what they said. Maybe they were just too scared, battered, and tired. But it didn’t make their words hurt any less.Below me, the rocking chair swayed gently, its soft creaking a soothing constant and an anchor amidst my tumultuous thoughts.Nathan watched me, a look of concern evident in his piercing blueish green eyes. They shimmered, reflecting the dim glow of the nightlight. He brok
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 249: Food Drive
OliviaThe morning sun painted the town in a golden hue as I stepped out of the villa, the chill in the air leaving a light fog hanging low above the ground.I pulled my jacket tighter around my shoulders, the fabric rustling softly in the morning silence. My heart raced, a mixture of anticipation and anxiety, as I headed toward the town square.The previous day’s events weighed heavily on me, and volunteering at the food drive felt like my chance to reconnect, to mend. I was both excited to prove myself and terrified that it would go south again.But Nathan had been right: it would take time. Someday, perhaps people would learn that I wasn’t an evil witch like the Elders had made me out to be. I was just Olivia, a normal girl with a fate spinning out of control.The streets, normally quiet at this hour, were alive with hustle and bustle. I could see the tops of tents peeking over the buildings, the distant sound of chatter filling the morning. The air still smelled like smoke and soo
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 250: Gossips & Busybodies
OliviaWe found ourselves in a quiet alleyway just off the main square, a place that hadn’t been touched by the fire. The walls were covered in old ivy, the leaves rustling with the gentle morning wind, creating a hushed whisper around us.Angela guided me to sit on a set of worn stone steps that belonged to an old, abandoned bakery.She sat down beside me, her brown eyes glinting with worry and understanding. “Olivia, first things first. Take a deep breath with me. We need to calm those nerves.” She inhaled deeply, motioning for me to mirror her.I followed her lead, inhaling the scent of old bricks and the earthy aroma of the ivy. As I exhaled, I tried to release the tension, the humiliation, and the sting of the accusations.“They’re just scared, Olivia,” Angela began softly, reaching out to take my hand. “People are always afraid of what they don’t understand, and right now, to them, you’re a mystery.”I pulled my knees up to my chest. “But why believe such a vicious rumor? I’ve d
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 251: Sunset Figures
OliviaThe square was buzzing with activity when Angela and I returned to the food drive.The sun was high, casting long, playful shadows that danced with the rhythm of the breeze. White tents were erected everywhere, each fluttering with the symbol of the town—a mighty oak tree—stitched onto them.The scent of warm food, a mix of spices and fresh produce, filled the air, making my stomach growl in response.Determined to make a difference, Angela and I headed straight back to our designated station, nestled between a stand handing out clothing and another offering warm beverages.I glanced over, seeing Mrs. Parker dishing out cups of steaming soup to children who watched with wide-eyed wonder. Beside her, Mr. Roberts was busy entertaining them with tales of ancient legends, his deep baritone voice creating an atmosphere of mystique.“Ready?” Angela asked, nudging me slightly.“Ready,” I confirmed, my voice sounding more confident than I felt.We got to work immediately. The process w
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 252: Boardwalk Love
OliviaThe gentle hum of the square began to quiet as the day transitioned to evening. Vendors were packing away, children played one last game, and shadows lengthened as the sun began its descent.I was resting beneath a tree when I felt a familiar presence above me.“Hey, love,” Nathan's voice, ever so familiar, sounded above me. “Miss me today?”I nodded, standing. Nathan wrapped his sweat-streaked arms around me, enveloping me in the sweet scent of his body. Over his shoulder, I saw Levi approaching, looking much the same as Nathan.“How was your day?” Nathan asked.“I tried to make a difference. Not sure how much that actually worked, though,” I replied, offering a small smile. “And you two?”Levi chuckled, gesturing at his dirt-streaked shirt. “Just a little clean-up.”Nathan rolled his eyes, playfully nudging his friend. “He makes it sound so simple. We’ve been shoveling rubble and hauling wood all day.”I grimaced sympathetically. “Sounds exhausting.”Levi smirked. “It’s nothi
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 253: Sweet Moments, Sour Dreams
OliviaThe orange ambiance of the streetlamps cast a warm, intimate hue onto the cobblestone path. Shadows danced around us, merging and retracting as we drew close.Nathan’s firm hand reached out to hold mine, fingers intertwining as if they were meant to be there, always.The streetlamps created a secluded world for the two of us, painting the surroundings in a mosaic of golden light and deep shadows. I could see the reflection of the soft light in Nathan’s eyes as he looked down at me, searching for words.“So,” Nathan began, his voice a mixture of nervousness and certainty, “I take it that it’s a yes? You’ll marry me?”Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring the edges of reality. I nodded, the words barely audible through the lump in my throat. "Yes, Nathan. I can’t wait to marry you.”He let out a soft sigh of contentment, pulling me even closer. “You know,” he said, his voice trembling with emotion, “I bought that ring ages ago.”I pulled back slightly, my surprise evident. “Really
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