Chapter 107Seven mortals and one immortal climbed up Costa Starry at 12 midnight. Five mortals and three immortals descended Costa starry at 5am in the morning."Did we just save the world in the space of a night?", Isabella said, her legs swinging softly in Zack's arms. The ridiculous experience spurred Zack on to stop caring about what people would think with him and Isabella, meaning he was also allowed to stuff people with dog food."The jarring thing is that actually isn't the most spectacular thing that happened this night", Kollie shivered, supporting Alex. His leg wound was getting worse, Myla offered to help him heal it, but he insisted they got to the bottom of Costa starry before any healing. He hated the hill now."Yeah, I mean, I'm a goddess now?", Myla asked, touching the silver crown on her head from her spot on Noah's back. She had a feeling he would never allow her to step out of his sight ever again.Noah's heart raced like a wild stallion as he piggy backed Myla,
Noah and Myla's journey in Lunastra Aetheria was a mesmerizing odyssey that would reshape their very existence. Guided by the wisdom and magic of the celestial realm, they embarked on a quest to ascend beyond mortal boundaries and become the strongest and most powerful gods in this wondrous domain.Their initial steps in Lunastra Aetheria were filled with awe and trepidation. The silver-tinged sand beneath their feet seemed to pulse with energy, welcoming them to a land where the moon's influence was ever-present. They wandered through enchanted forests, where trees with leaves of radiant blue stretched toward the sky, their branches seemingly caressing the stars. Everywhere they looked, they saw signs of life in forms both familiar and otherworldly.Lunastra Aetheria, who eventually materialized into a semi-corporeal being, was a presence both ethereal and comforting. Her eyes held the wisdom of eons, and her voice carried the serene cadence of the cosmos. She spoke of the moon's ete
continuation of epilogueMyla eyed her body in the mirror with happiness radiating off her in waves. Ever since she learnt she was pregnant, she had been experiencing a horde of different emotions, most of which had to do with her excessively careful husband.He banned her from Lunastra Aetheria completely.Noah, often described by friends as the "King of Caution," took his role of protecting Myla during her pregnancy to epic proportions. Determined to shield her from even the slightest mishap, he launched a campaign of double-padding that would go down in history as a legendary feat of parenthood preparation.The saga began innocently enough with the living room. Noah, armed with rolls of bubble wrap, foam, and a staple gun, set out to conquer the cushions. He layered the sofa with such zeal that sitting on it felt like being cradled in a cloud made of marshmallows. The coffee table, fearing Noah's meticulous attention, practically begged for mercy as he covered it with a cushiony fo
Myla eyed her reflection in the mirror with a tinge of annoyance. Seriously, what age was her elegant figure supposed to lock in? She was just a day away from turning 18, yet here she was, still a bit on the chubby side. And she didn’t want to cut back on her love for food, not one bit.With a sigh, she glanced at the clock—5:33 am. She had just finished cooking breakfast for the pack’s elders. Helping them every morning was something she genuinely enjoyed, but the ungodly early hours were starting to wear on her. She hefted the giant food box onto her back, ready for the morning delivery.If only she had her wolf with her right now, she would’ve sprinted back to the house with the wind whipping through her fur, the pavement a blur beneath her paws. Instead, she stomped back inside and headed for the shower, pointedly ignoring the bruises she’d inadvertently given herself during her morning duties.Her wolf, or rather the absence of wolf-like behavior, weighed on her mind. It boiled d
Myla stormed into the principal’s office, her steps heavy with irritation. She grabbed the doorknob with a force that matched her frustration, then meticulously closed the door behind her. She wasn’t about to endure another scolding—once was more than enough.“What have you done this time, Myla?” Alphonse’s voice came from behind his sprawling desk, his eyes peering at her over the paperwork.His gaze felt like a spotlight, and Myla fought the urge to scream. Seriously, what had she done? She was only defending herself! It wasn’t her fault she had to deal with bullies. And, of course, it was just her luck that her foster father doubled as the principal of the only high school in their pack’s territory. Ugh, the struggle was real.However, she wasn’t about to wear her vexation on her sleeve. No, she mustered a stoic front, her exterior offering no hint of the internal tirade she was conducting. “Well, the pack leaders have a meeting today, and you’ve been assigned to cook for them. Te
There was no saving the food before the alphas needed to eat. So Myla and Noah got to work. The leaders all sat down, eyebrows twitching as they shoved the spoons in their mouths. What kind of suffering was this? What happened to Myla’s delicious cooking? “Is...is it...Adequate?” Myla asked, worried. Noah had convinced her they did a good job and the alphas would love it, but she was still skeptical. “It’s - ” Cramle’s words were stuck in his throat as he watched the murderous smile on the Alpha king’s face. It seemed to say, “One word, and you’re dead.” “-wonderful, I’ve never had cereal for dinner,” Cramle cautiously continued.“I’m so sorry, something came up, and the dinner was wasted,” Myla apologized while cussing Alex out in her mind. “No worries, dear. As you can see, everyone is enjoying it,” Alphonse reassured with a smile, not wanting to upset Myla. Myla returned the smile, though a bit half-heartedly. “Ah yes, Noah,” Alphonse called out. Noah looked up from his bowl
“I wanna study arts,” Myla smiled at him.Alphonse abruptly stood up.“Did Noah put you up to this?” he asked, his voice booming like thunder.Myla blinked; this was the first time he had raised his voice in her presence.‘Is he mad at me?’ she wondered.“I’m sorry, my daughter. It’s just so sudden. What’s the actual reason you’re leaving?” Alphonse inquired, his tone now patient and understanding.‘I swear if he interrupts us one more time, I’ll -’“I know you got your wolf very early today; is your wolf begging for liberation?” Alphonse interrupted her thought process yet again.She couldn’t explain it, but she felt like she had to hold her wolf back from yelling her mind at her father. So it was her wolf that made her fight back!“Alex is my mate, but he’s seeing my enemy, and he’s mean, and I hate him,” Myla nearly broke down, but she held herself high in front of Alex’s father.The man gasped. He was disappointed in his son. The boy had just fumbled one of the best things that co
“I didn’t know you were in New York,” Noah stated.Myla froze, captivated by the sight before her. The tips of his silky black hair had a white tint, matching the color of his shirt, which was still soaked brown. He had a cross bag swung carelessly on his waist, exuding an air of casual confidence. His trousers trailed his long legs, seemingly endless, and he sported silver rings on all his fingers of both hands. Finally, he was tall – a true giant, an embodiment of elegance too remarkable for mere mortal eyes, as her wolf keenly observed.‘Our eyes are unworthy to gaze upon his elegance,’ her wolf marveled.‘I agree,’ she replied, completely shocked.‘I think he’s trying to talk to us, but I’m too stunned to be sure,’ her wolf whined.‘He’s really hot.’‘He’s really hot,’ Myla admitted, perfectly agreeing with her wolf.“...LA”Startled, she snapped out of her daze, realizing his hazel eyes were far too close for comfort. She had unknowingly encroached on his personal space, her face