First Quarter
Chapter Sixty-Five: The Guidance of the Souls
Mallory finished reading the diary and when she closed the notebook, she didn’t know what to feel about it.
After that first sentence, the past Goddess’ Blessed simply disregards it by saying she will be narrating her life in that small notebook. Mallory was skeptical; how can she tell a whole life in this small notebook? Then, after reading, she realized why it only took her this long. The past Goddess’ Blessed wrote this before she set off outside to fulfill her duties as the Goddess’ Blessed. She wrote sentences so short that she summarized ten years’ worth of life in a few sentences.
She was just an ordinary werewolf in a small pack living quietly with her fated mate when she discovered that she was the Goddess’ Blessed. Everyone celebrated, thinking that finally, the Goddess would be gracing them with her presence. However, her mate betrayed
First Quarter Chapter Sixty-Six: Two Faced TW: Blood “W-wait! It’s enough—let me rest!” Mallory said shakily, her breathing constrained. She attempted to move, but the wounds on her legs stung and ached so much. She groaned and looked at the blood-stained dagger in her hands. “Damn, if others see me like this, they would think I’m crazy with how I just stab and wound myself…” [Weak!] [Tsk!] [That’s all you got? You can’t even heal four wounds at a time!] Mallory sighed, exhausted. “How can I? It’s only been two hours since our training!” Mallory looked above. The light was getting dimmer; night was coming. [Fine! Rest, then heal yourself!] Mallory could finally sigh in relief, then focused on regaining her energy before healing the wound she inflicted on herself again. She felt a warm energy coming out of her palms. She hovered her palm over the wounds and watched as they healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Mallory was happy with it, even if the healing speed was a
First QuarterChapter Sixty-Seven: Second DayLiving Souls.During the two hours of non-stop teaching her about her healing ability, the noisiest one of them kept on babbling on and on and naturally spilled what Living Souls are.They were not plants. All along, she thought she could talk to the plants themselves, but turned out, that they were the souls of a plant that lived for hundreds of years that they gained consciousness. As they were already souls, they could move from one ‘unconscious’ plant to another, taking over their ‘bodies’ for a while. It seems convenient, but they can’t stay away from their original area for too long unless they want their real body to wilt. Mallory tried asking them where their original husk was, but they didn’t say as it was equal to saying how to kill yourself.So, Mallory then thought back about the oddity she didn’t notice. ‘Come to think of it, If I talk with them, and then go to another area, it seems like I’m still talking to the same person a
First QuarterChapter Sixty-Eight: Turning[Are you sure you’ll be okay later?][We can always follow you if you want.]“I will be,” Mallory said, despite feeling the throbbing in her head. She pulled her hair into a ponytail and checked the contents of her backpack once again. Confirming that she has most of what she needed, she smiled down at them and said words of reassurance. “Don’t worry.”[Okay, just yell if you need help. We’ll try to crawl you back in.][We will hear you from here. Probably.]Mallory laughed. “Thank you.”[Good luck.][I hope you come back safely.]They swayed lightly and leaned in to touch her legs. Mallory looked at her flawless legs, and again she asked for the third time that day. “Where are my wounds? I don’t remember healing them.”She heard them groan. [Why must you repeat the same question again and again?][Did you forget we already told you about it?][You woke up and healed yourself!]“Well, you did tell me but…” Mallory was still skeptical.When
First QuarterChapter Sixty-Nine: Bond BreakingMallory stood on her paws, feeling her feet touch the ground. She thought that in her wolf form, she would stand lower, but to her surprise, her form was half the height of her original body.Her wolf was unbelievably huge.“My Goddess,” she said, her yet still unfamiliar mouth moved. “I did it!”Her head was still throbbing, but it felt like she had taken a pain-reducing pill.The pain that remained was coming after ticks and intervals, and the ravings had soon become muffled like something had blocked her ears.Mallory was free.Her senses became sharper than before, her reflexes faster and more precise.Mallory felt like she was standing above the world.Without a second thought, she ran outside, her silver-blue fur waving in the wind. Her paws paddled against the ground, and the rustling of the dried leaves and the crisp twigs breaking resonated in her ears.Mallory, for the first time, felt like she was free. She felt refreshed and
First QuarterChapter Seventy: Winner of the HuntSeventh day.When the sun rose, the pack's entrance filled slowly with exhausted people carrying their worn-out bodies and dragging a load of animal carcasses. Some brought a sack worth of animals, while the others sadly only brought one small dead animal. Sadness was etched on their faces whenever they saw someone who brought bigger or more quantity than theirs, knowing fully well that they had lost and didn’t have the chance to win the competition at all.Trevon, who was standing on a platform not too far away from the entrance, observed them with the other instructors. He looked at them calmly, while nodding his head.He had expected that many would be back with nothing in their hands, but this batch of examinees was competent.The instructors behind him were equally satisfied, and they couldn't help but comment. “Good! It seems like we have promising children!”“Almost everyone caught something. That’s commendable, considering they
First QuarterChapter Seventy-One: Healing“Congratulations, Luna!” Cyril grinned widely as she entered her tent. He immediately offered a hand to get her things and giddily showed her inside. “You’ve won the hunt, and it has the biggest margin too! Who could have thought that you would find such a beast here? It must be fate!”‘Fate…’ Mallory almost laughed. ‘It probably is, but I would appreciate it if fate won’t jump-scare me next time.’“Thank you, Cyril.” She handed him the bag she had been carrying for days. “Is the water ready? I want to take a bath.”“It is, Luna,” Cyril answered without missing a beat. “I wouldn’t be able to assist you with the bath, and no one is available at the moment. Should I call for Oddny?”“No.” Mallory shook her head and walked towards the bath area, specially made just for her. “Let her rest. These three days must be hard on her. What’s for tomorrow again?”Cyril was well informed, he said methodically. "Tomorrow, everyone gets to relax and have fre
First Quarter Chapter Seventy-Two: Last Day That discovery made her sit throughout the camp. She sat next to the instructors, watching the others engage in the predetermined activities. On the twelfth day, the mock battle begins. Mallory sat in a comfortable seat with Cyril and Oddny standing behind her. Unblessed were not allowed to join the battle as they had no Blessing yet. The three of them watched as the ongoing team battle happened in front of them, marveling at the potential of others, while also laughing at someone’s mistake. “Are you enjoying yourself, Luna?” Trevon asked, slightly obstructing the view. Mallory looked up at him, not even showing a slight annoyance from his disturbance. “Yes, Trevon. It’s quite fun to watch from the sidelines.” Trevon sounds satisfied with her answer. He stepped aside to let her watch, then silence descended upon the four. They stayed there until the afternoon, just taking breaks whenever a match stopped. Mallory, of course, didn’t jus
First Quarter Chapter Seventy-Three: Attack “Hello,” Mallory greeted her group, the very one she grouped with when they were exploring the area. “I’ll be in your care.” “… Likewise.” “Hello, Luna.” Mallory almost spread her lips widely after hearing their response. It was refreshing to hear them greeting her back. Since the day it was revealed that she could heal people, everyone significantly opened up to her. “Luna,” Ada, the female instructor who guided them through the exploration, called out to her. “We will be traveling with the fourth carriage. And we will be at the left flank.” “I know,” Mallory said truthfully. “Cyril had told me.” Cyril, who was acting as if he didn't exist, was riding a horse next to her. Oddny was riding in the carriage. “… Hm.” Ada nodded her head and steered her horse to the very front of their unit. She stood there in silence, and so did they. She knew that she was counting seconds, waiting for the first unit and their unit to have a huge dista