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Ophelia flattered her eyes open to stare at the plain white ceiling. The breeze from the open window sent chills down her spine despite her blanket. She had no memory of falling asleep, let alone covering herself. ‘It must have been Sarah,’ she thought as she brought her hands from underneath the blanket to place them on top of her forehead. She glanced to the window side. She was startled. The curtains flattering by the breeze almost gave her a heart attack. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves. Something about the situation moved a memory inside of her. ‘If Luke was here he would have laughed at my frail heart,’ she thought, not realizing the grin that cracked on her lips. She held her gaze on the window, catching glimpses of the moon and night sky when the curtains parted. She started recalling the last conversation she had before falling asleep. She sighed, disappointed with herself. For a while, she thought she could speak the truth to Valarie and Bernard but…she coul
‘I didn’t want to be left alone in this world,’ Ophelia thought, adding yet another despair to the list of emotions. She couldn’t handle the weight of it on her shoulders. How can she just be happy and forget all about her pack? It was what they would have wanted but, she couldn’t help but think that it was too selfish for them to hope that of her. “I can’t do that,” she muttered, her eyes glued to her fists that trembled on her lap. “I can’t be happy with them gone. I can’t believe they would wish something as ridiculous as that from me.” Noah saw the faint spark of fury in her violet eyes, the words suddenly felt hard to say. For a split second, he tried to place himself in her position. The very thought ached his chest. Indeed it was selfish to ask them to be happy. Because simply, the pain of the loss was too much to just ignore, and for children like them, it was impossible to see past the pain. Their parents, pack, they are their whole world. What would you do when your who
“Noah would show Ophelia around the main house?”“Woah!” Noah exclaimed, jumping fast on his numb legs that he almost fell over. “I can actually do that?”“Just a minute ago you were in dreamland,” Valarie stated, tilting her head with a sneer. “Now you are up and about?”“I wasn’t sleeping!” Noah exclaimed, raising his hands in protest. “I was trying to regain my senses.”“Big words, little man,” Sarah giggled as she turned to Valarie. “Are you sure that would be alright with the Alpha?”Valarie shared Sara
‘Will I be staying long enough to need that?’ A voice echoed inside of her, and she couldn’t help but take give it a thought. After all, she decided that she needed to return to the Crescent. She needed to see things with her own eyes, again. But this time, her mind won’t be absent or fogged. This time she’ll be present and awake. If there was hurt waiting for her within the ruins of what she called home, then so be it. At least, she would be able to grieve them probably. Perhaps, even seek out those who might have gotten away, like her. Deep down, there was an instinct telling her the salvation she sought, was among the remains of what was once home. Amid the rubble of the once great and peaceful land. The call was hard to ignore, even the incomplete wolf within her was not at ease. What happened after that was a mystery to her. Would she return here again and settle? Or would she roam the woods alone like a rogue wolf? She couldn’t say, and she tried not to think about it. It was
“Are you from the pack?” asked Hero. “I’ve never seen you before.”Ophelia felt sudden alarm at Hero’s words, though she knew he meant no harm by the question, she couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat. She didn’t dare to spare a glance at Noah, the ocean-eyed boy was holding his gaze firm at her. She hated causing problems to the Alpha and Luna who were nothing but kind to her, but she couldn’t find the words to spit a lie. “She’s a guest of our family,” said Noah, after a moment of silence.Ophelia held her jaw from dropping, she hadn’t expected Noah to jump in for her rescue.“She’ll be staying with us for a while,” Noah continued.Hero blinked a couple of times, Ophelia couldn’t read his blank expression. When he nodded with a hum, she let go of a relieved sigh. “Alright,” Hero started. “That explains the part why you have been ditching me for a week.”“I guess I’ll let that slide,” Hero continued, not leaving room for Noah to argue. Noah couldn’t complain about that he was
Ophelia waited a step behind Noah, watching as he stepped forward to push the heavy wooden door open. The burnt-colored wood was engraved with an illustration of the Moon Goddess, embracing a crescent moon in her arms while wolves stood below her. Ophelia knew that painting like the back of her hand. Back at home, every entrance had the same illustration. Some even said that the crescent in the illustration referred to their pack. But it was only a hypothesis, no one truly knew the origin of the painting. It could end up being nothing but a coincidence, and its popularity is thanks to the skills of the unknown artist. Ophelia snapped back to reality when she felt the cold ram into her face, catching her off guard. She shuddered while feeling the chill run down her spine. She closed her eyes, allowing the cold to wash over her. She was thankful for the cold, it reminded her of who she truly was. “Here,” She snapped, her eyes fluttering open towards Noah. He held out a coat t
Bernard sighed in defeat, there was no way out of this human’s grasp. He knew that Jone has already wrapped him around his finger. It was the way he always worked with his clients, poking their curiosity with hints of information that could either be real or total nonsense. It all depends on your luck, and he gets paid either way. “Go on,” Bernard said. “I’m all ears.”Bernard sat back in his burnt-brown leather chair, crossing one leg on another with each of his forearms rested. He wondered what rumors Jone has got up his sleeves now. Jone’s lips cracked a sly smile as if he had known they would get to this. He took his time to walk towards that chair by the Alpha’s desk and helped himself to it. “Tell me, Alpha. How did you get to be…” Jone paused, trying the words in the silence of his head first. “How did you get to be a shifter?”Bernard frowned for not too long, he took a deep breath, reminding himself of Jone’s habit to talk in metaphors. “How did you get to be a human?” Be
“To see the Alpha,” said Ophelia, pushing the chair back and jumping to her feet.Noah was too stunned to give a reaction, he blinked in ignorance while staring at Ophelia. “W-Why?” he finally said, after a long moment“My father?”Ophelia sighed, it was hard to believe how dim-witted Noah could get when he was supposed to be a genius.“Did something happen?” asked Noah, after processing the words.‘I changed, that’s what happened,’ she answered silently in the back of her head. In other words, she had found hope. A faint glimmer amid the darkness she lived in. Her hope clenched onto a worn-out thread, that when she returned to what remained of her land, she wo
*THIS IS A FREE CHAPTER IF YOU WERE CHARGERD PLEASE CONTACT GOODNOVEL*As this journey comes to an end I'm left with many doubts regarding the way I did it. There were days when I wanted to quite, but my heart desperately clung on to the last string of hope. The novel wasn't going along as well as I thought it would. Through the darkest days I had to remind myself that there are readers out there enjoying it. The last 2 years have been a roller coaster in my life, writing was hard, I barely had the time or the energy. But as I finally got a breather, I decided it was time to end this book. I ended it to mark the end of a phase of my life, and the life of my characters... Some might see it was rushed, but, it was the only way I saw it coming along.I the excitement of reaching the end gave me power to keep on going... And now the thrill of starting a new journey is giving me power. I believe to start something new, you need to end the past. And I did. These characters all repli
It has been a year since 18.6.2024…The day Ophelia’s life had taken a turn forever. It was hard at first to keep on living, to be the only survivor it got to her harder than ever since all hope had vanished with the day she set E.VI.L on fire. However, time proved to be stronger than any sensation that lingered after that accident. She soon began to overcome it all. Though she never forgot. But it didn’t hurt as much anymore. Having Noah and Luke by her side made it all easier since she focused on preserving what she had left rather than what she had lost. She was sure that would be what her clan wanted her to do. She lived on carrying their memory with her every breath. “Ophelia!” She snapped out of her trance to return to reality. Luke hovered over her as she crouched down before her parent's graves. It was summer now, the snow melted and the sky above was clear. The birds sang atop the trees behind the graves of the Crescent. Flowers sprouted beside her parent's graves in s
The ocean spread vastly around the yacht in all directions. The horizon line turned dark blue as they sailed away from Glaham. The sky weaved with the water in perfect harmony. There were little to no clouds in the sky. It had been raining cats and dogs the past few days. She appreciated the sun today. Ophelia took a seat on the roof of the yacht, it was all in white, the metal, the fabric, it all gave a sense of serenity with the sound of crashing waves against the boat’s belly. Luke on the other hand couldn’t decide if it was better on the roof or the deck, and in his pursuit, he climbed up and down over a dozen times. Finally, when they were halfway through their journey, he decided to settle next to his sister, his pale features were paler as he sat with a loud thud.“All is good?” Ophelia asked raising an eyebrow, offering her pack of chips that she saved from her brother’s wrath. Luke waved her off and gagged. “I think I’m getting sick.”“I told you not to eat too much before
Later after Ophelia left Noah, she headed to her room to change into something more comfortable for the long way ahead. It would take them almost half a day to reach the organization according to Luke’s statements. They will take a ship from the shores of Encford. Ophelia recalled Margret, Enzo’s daughter. News of the Alpha’s death has probably reached them by now. This whole trip was to fulfill her promise to Enzo, to get the medicine needed for his daughter’s survival. Alpha Laura promised to do her best to study the medicine and replicate it if possible. Aside from the promise, she wanted to see what it was like for Luke there, and the other Crescents. During Luke’s interrogation, he mentioned that some Crescents were still held captive by the organization. Ophelia held back from having any hope at all. It has been a long time since their capture, there was no knowing what changed in them during these years. She was able to bring back her brother, deep down she wanted to save
The last gift…As Noah told her earlier, he was present for his father’s funeral. Ophelia never got the chance to attend funerals except for her clan's.But she was sure they were meant to be more crowded than this. It was her, Noah, and his parents, Merrick, Oswald, and Hero. No one else came. No one wanted to be here. The Council only approved this burial as a thank you to Noah for being a hero. Ophelia didn’t judge them, she would be lying if she said she felt sorry for Dustin. She was here because of what it meant to Noah. He wanted to bury a part of him with Dustin. Lock it all underneath the wooden lid of the coffin, and deep into the ground. Perhaps then, it would make his heart feel lighter. It was raining lightly now in the woods, the sky was paid actor as it shed tears over all those they had lost, the water droplets puttered against the leaves above their heads in a steady rhythm. Noah chose to bury his father on the flat land next to the lake. He hated this lake, alway
Rain…The rain continued for the next two days. The sun shined behind the dense clouds, its rays escaping through the gaps to illuminate the destruction of Glaham. The horizon was a thin line of smug and debris. The rain puttered on the leaves of what remained of nature and the trees. The once bright and soothing woods ringing the mansion now resembled a ghost city. Ophelia stood at her window, the rain drizzling down her window heavily. Her heart ached at the state of Moonglade, it reminded her of the time she returned to the Crescents after the arson. The destroyed homes, the blood-soaked streets, and the bone-chilling cold. Her eyes refocused on her reflection in the window. She looked tired. Her platinum white hair was tied up behind her head, her eyes were red-rimmed with lack of sleep, and dark circles reached her cheeks. She was dressed in a black button-up shirt and a black skirt. All the black brought attention to her tired and wary pale face. Whenever she closed her eyes to
Ophelia…The world went serene. Time stopped as if someone pushed the pause button. Warm light shyly intervened from the heavens. There were no shadows, or demons threatening the fated mates. Noah felt at ease as if someone was hugging his heart from within. The throbbing in his chest was gone the moment he saw Ophelia crouching in front of him, her long platinum hair falling like a curtain around her face.Noah got to his feet, lighter, his footsteps echoing in the air as he knelt to her side, gently touching her shoulders. Ophelia trembled softly under his touch, she slowly held her head up, her eyes shyly popping out between her messed-up hair. Her violet eyes were rimmed red, she had been crying. Noah couldn’t help the smile that touched his mouth.He rarely sees tears in Ophelia's eyes; when he does, he can’t help the empathy crawling into his heart. The need to protect every strand of her moon-like hair, and keep the tears from ever finding her eyes again. Noah extended his ha
“Come forth! Nymeria!”The eruption started from inside Ophelia. She felt it in her chest as it rattled against her rips, something was breaking free of constraints. Nymeria. She blazed in violet and light as if Ophelia was the center of a torture and her fire burned bright around her. It sent a shock wave in a ring around her, bringing the battle’s attention to her. She felt the ecstasy wash over her. In her hand, her power took form. It materialized from thin air into the most beautiful sword Ophelia lay her eyes on. The blade dazzled as it caught the light, it seared in the smug air, as if a star fell from the star right into her hands. The metallic hilt wrapped around her hand and wrist gracefully like satin. The sword was light in her hand, she felt it pulsating in her palm as it came alive. Nymeria, she thought feeling the she-wolf resonate within her very soul.I’m with you Ophelia, Nymeria said, her voice echoing in her mind. This is your power. Wield it!Ophelia took it a
“We do this together!” Ophelia stood center, Merrick and Hero on her right and Oswald on her left, she felt their auras pulsate in the air around them.“Are you sure you are well enough to fight?” Merrick muttered, his voice low only for Hero, but Ophelia heard it. “I’ve never felt better,” Hero said, stretching his arms over his head. Laura’s power healed the broken rips and wounds on his abdomen. He could feel the phantom of the pain where his shoulder dislocated, earlier a boulder fell from a collapsing house shattering his bones. Laura undid the damage with her healing powers. Ophelia couldn’t prickle to hear their conversation longer. Dustin stood before them unmoving, watching them with a cold lifeless expression, a smirk touched the corners of his mouth. It was the most upsetting thing Ophelia had ever seen in her life. It reminded her of clowns – the ones you run from.Behind him, the wall he built stood tall and thick, separating them from Noah and the others. Noah stopped