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Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 269: Reckless Abandon
OliviaWhen Nathan finished recounting his conversation with Freya to me, my resolve was made clear.I had to find the last artifact as soon as possible.So much was on the precipice of disaster if I didn’t find it before Ryan; not only would Ryan remain unhindered in his bloodthirsty quest for war and my son, but the Elders would also overthrow Nathan—and there was no telling what the Elders would do if they were in complete control of our pack.As exhausted as I was, I knew that I had to go now. There was no other choice. For all I knew, Alvin was spying for Ryan right then and there, and Ryan would beat me to the final artifact.God, I thought to myself, thinking back on what Nathan had confirmed earlier. I would love to beat some sense into Alvin right about now…But right now was not the time for revenge against an old friend. Right now, I needed to focus on the ritual. And I knew what to do.“Very well then,” I said, nodding. “I’ll find the last artifact as soon as I can. For ev
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 270: Takes a Village
OliviaThe sharp rapping echoed through the room like a forewarning, pulling both Nathan and me from our preparations. The sound was almost out of place in the tranquil ambiance created by the dim, candlelit room.My fingers tightened around the backpack that I was holding, and our eyes met, a torrent of unspoken questions passing between us.Before we could answer any of them, the old wooden door groaned open, revealing Angela and Levi, their silhouettes framed by the dim light from the hallway.Angela’s usually gentle hazel eyes flashed with a mix of hurt and anger, while Levi’s tall form seemed to loom more prominently than ever.As they entered, the scent of night air and salt from the ocean emanating from their clothes, a familiar smell in our coastal town, wafted in. It reminded me of simpler times, playing on the beach, chasing after the gulls. But now, that moment was marred by the tension building in the room.Angela’s voice pierced the heavy silence, her tone accusatory and
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 271: Into the Abyss
OliviaThe sun was setting, casting long, deep orange shadows across our humble abode. I had been sitting at the kitchen table, textbooks sprawled before me, but my thoughts weren’t on the equations and sentences that blurred on the pages. They were with Mama, and the silence she left behind. The empty chair beside mine had only emphasized her absence.It was just a few months after my mom had died of cancer. At the time, I thought that things couldn’t get any worse. Little did I know that my dad and I would be evicted from our pack just one year later.The front door creaked open, and in walked my father, a silhouette of a man coated in a thick layer of soot. His once bright blue overalls were now a dull shade of gray, bearing testimony to the long hours he had put in at the mines. His face, lined with the dirt and grime of the day’s work, was a stark contrast to his piercing blue eyes that shone with a mix of fatigue and determination.Dropping his heavy tool bag with a thud, he m
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 272: A Familiar Voice
OliviaThe inky blackness of the mine surrounded me, pressing in from all sides.Its weight was palpable, as though I were navigating through a tangible void. Each step felt heavy, laden with both the literal darkness of the cave and the metaphorical weight of my father’s legacy.Up ahead, the narrow beam of my flashlight bobbed unsteadily, providing fleeting glimpses of the mine’s wet, uneven walls and barely illuminating the way forward.The sounds of the mine were a cacophony in the eerie silence: water dripping from stalactites overhead, the distant echo of unseen creatures, and my own labored breathing. A draft occasionally filtered through the tunnels.It should have been refreshing to feel the breeze on my skin in this dark mine, but all it did was chill the sweat on my brow and make me shiver, as though some unseen specter was breathing on the back of my neck.I jumped as a bat, its wings whispering like old paper, flitted past, nearly grazing my cheek. More followed, casting
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 273: Through Fire & Flames
NathanThe suffocating darkness of the mines loomed ominously before us, a stark contrast to the full and bright moon overhead.As the moon’s blue shine cast long shadows over the rugged terrain, Levi, Angela, and I found ourselves tethered to the mouth of the cave, waiting. Each minute felt like an eternity, and the chilly air did little to soothe our nerves.Somewhere off in the distance, the sound of a lone bird broke the silence, its song echoing eerily against the stone walls of the cave.Levi paced back and forth, occasionally stopping to toss a pebble into the dark void.The echo of the stone bouncing seemed to emphasize the depth of the abyss Olivia had ventured into.“She should’ve been out by now,” Levi finally broke the silence, his voice edged with worry. “It shouldn’t take this long.”Angela, trying to conceal her own fears, responded with an attempt at optimism, “You know these mines. They’re like a maze. It’s easy to lose track of time in there.” She wrapped her arms ti
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 274: Calling from the Darkness
OliviaThe echoing stillness of the mines wrapped around me like a shroud.The dim, unsteady light of my flashlight barely pierced the inky blackness, making the pathways and corridors seem to stretch on endlessly. Every turn and crevice I passed held memories of my father’s soot-covered face, and I was constantly haunted by the phantom specter of a past long gone.“Dad?” I murmured under my breath as I navigated a particularly treacherous bend. My mind wandered back to the stories he had told me when I was little about these mines, the legends and the tales of treasures and horrors that lay beneath the surface.But those stories had never prepared me for this.Then, my ears pricked up. There it was again, that faint, ethereal voice, distant yet so familiar.“Olivia…”My heart raced. That voice was familiar, too familiar. My dad had been dead for years, but I swore that it sounded just like him. And in this deep, dark space, my mind jumped at the chance to have a friendly voice callin
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 275: An Old Friend
NathanThe blazing fires painted the horizon in deep hues of orange and crimson, as if the very sun itself had descended upon our town.We were on the outskirts, looking at the devastation from a distance. A black plume of smoke stretched skyward, punctuating the serene azure of the night sky with its blackened gloom.Behind us lay the dense forest, with its tall trees and thick underbrush, a stark contrast to the burning town. Before us, chaos reigned, and Olivia was still not emerging from the mouth of the mines.“The twins,” I whispered, the haunting thought of their safety slicing through my mind like a shard of glass. “And Clint.”Levi, standing beside me, looked as haunted as I felt. His eyes, usually calm and collected, bore a storm of emotions. Angela, with her ever-present fighter's spirit, seemed ready to dive headfirst into the firestorm to pull out our friends.“Damn it!” Angela hissed, her gaze scanning the town, looking for any signs of life amidst the destruction. "Oliv
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 276: Forever
OliviaThe echo of my own footfalls seemed magnified in the otherwise silent darkness of the mine. The solitary beam from my lantern danced around, casting long, eerie shadows on the jagged walls. Every small sound I made seemed to bounce back at me, filling the tunnel with whispers.Suddenly, I stopped. There it was again—a voice, soft and distant, calling out my name. The strangest thing about it was its familiarity, sending a shiver down my spine. I tried to rationalize it away, blaming the mine’s acoustics for playing tricks on my mind.Whipping around, I swung the flashlight around the room and saw that there was nothing there. Just another trick of the mines, my ears playing pranks on me. I shook my head, dropping the cut end of the rope from my hand.The diamond was up ahead; all I had to do now was grab it, and then find my way out. Maybe by then I would have my wolf senses, and I could easily backtrack to the entrance once more. I was certain that it would be that simple.Tak
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OliviaThe air coming through the open windows smelled like the fresh sea breeze as we made our way from room to room, touring every nook and cranny of the newly completed cottage. It was perfect—cozy and quaint, while still boasting all the modern amenities one could want. But more than that, it was a sanctuary, a haven.A fresh start.
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 561: Spring Air
OliviaThe sound of power tools outside streamed in through the window while I folded the laundry, a distant backdrop to my swirling thoughts. I had grown used to the sound, and actually kind of enjoyed it. It was a reminder that life went on, that our family was growing.It had been a couple of weeks since I had made the decision to take a temporary leave from work in order to really focus on my family—on rebuilding that long-severed bond with my mother—and I was glad I did.
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