All Chapters of The Stolen Relic: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

 Stefan  Stefan and the basilisk charged through the halls. She moved fast for just being hatched. Sometimes Stefan was in the lead, and others the basilisk.  Clarissa’s trail led to a small room barely inside the mountain. Chief Yungerr followed behind them, falling farther and farther away. But when they stopped at the entrance to the room, Stefan turned to see him catching up. The basilisk didn’t wait for Stefan, who followed quickly. The small room was unremarkable except for a large mirror exhibiting signs of magic use. Blake created a portal for them to escape through!

 Stefan  Blake stood there with his hands all over Clarissa, and Stefan felt himself losing control. What made it worse was how tenderly she returned his affection. His insides were collapsing on themselves, and the only thing he could do was destroy the threat before it was too late!As Stefan leaped forward, Lotus grabbed his arm between her small back teeth. The sharp bones sliced through his skin. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she tasted blood. Stefan cried out as she whipped him backward. He stumbled to the ground, and she released him. His blood boiled with rage as he glared at his traitorous familiar. ‘How co

 Clarissa With no windows to let the sunlight in, Clarissa was unsure what time of day it was when she awakened. But she awoke feeling better than she had in a long time. She was well-rested. Her dreams were happy. She met her goal of saving her mother yesterday. Blake was back, and Stefan would remain. Standing, Clarissa stretched. Her body popped and strained, but the journey’s muscle soreness was rapidly healing.  ‘Mimi!’ She reached out with her mind. ‘I thought you would sleep all day.’ Mimi grunted. &l

 Clarissa  The werecats had emptied the town center, setting up tables enough for all the villagers. Their werecat escort led to the triangular table in the center, where they arranged places for them to sit together.  While full, long tables surrounded theirs, this one had only enough seats for the sages and their familiars. There was no head of the table, and only the familiar would sit next to any particular Onyx Sage. Clarissa hoped it would limit the disagreements between Blake and Stefan. Along the outside of the seating tables, food stations were set up.  The smell that came from them made her mouth water and her stomach grumble. She came hungry, but she a

  Clarissa   The rest of the evening moved swiftly and pleasantly. Blake and Stefan sat at the table, making light conversation. She enjoyed being with both of them without them fighting. However strange it was. Parents gathered their young ones and retired to their homes for bedtime. Childless werecats sat around talking with pints of ale. “We should probably head back too,” Clarissa suggested with a yawn as Mimi, Eriyumilai, and Lotus gathered around their table. Blake and Stefan were both quick to agree. Clarissa couldn’t help but feel like she missed something with them, some understanding they gained while rolling arou