All Chapters of Moonlit Pages: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Verena's POVWhen he told me to lock myself up and not think of anything else but my own thoughts and acceptance of the new reality that was just unlocked right before my eyes, I followed Galen. I bet he knew what I needed, even though he himself is not a normal human being. It honestly sounds ridiculous. How am I going to magically become a witch and a daughter of the moon as well? I won't be able to forget it, nor will I be able to go back to being a simple human being. Everything that I know about myself is broken; now I need to move forward and try at least. I need to change; I need to evolve. But to be honest, I do not think that anything is working.As I sit here alone in this empty room, surrounded by silence and stillness, I feel nothing but loneliness. The walls are bare, the air is cold, and I can feel the emptiness of the space weighing heavily on me. It's a stark contrast to the warmth and chaos of the outside world, but I need this solitude to focus on my emotions and int

"What do you plan to do next?" Zoren asked Galen as he watched his loyal follower apply something to his face. Galen just shrugged, not giving him any certain answer. Zoren sat back, his arms crossed.There is nothing that could interfere with them now since Galen has successfully pulled Zoren into his own office. It was very difficult for him to do so earlier since Zoren wouldn't go anywhere without getting a glimpse of where Verena was. He always had to know what she was doing, what was going on in her mind, and if she was fine. Even though the woman was casually sitting in the living room, Zoren was there to monitor her in case something bad happened to her. Perhaps it was his own problem. Struggling to accept the fact that within three days he won't be able to do any of it for Verena. All he can do is do the most today and try not to leave any room for regrets."Are you going to stay quiet and pretend to not hear anything till the end of the day?" Zoren blurted it out. "You wanted

Verena entered her room, feeling a bit anxious about what the magical book of witches might reveal to her. She had heard that it was incredibly powerful and that only the most skilled witches could decipher its ancient text. And although Galen and Zoren try to reaffirm that she belongs to the best of the best, she is not fully believing it. However, she was determined to try.As she opened the book, she saw the strange markings on the pages—lines and symbols that seemed to dance before her eyes. She tried to focus on the letters to make sense of the jumbled mess, but it was no use. The text was incomprehensible to her."What the hell am I supposed to see here?" she asked herself. "Is this going to work?"Frustration bubbled up in her chest. She had come all this way to study with the greatest witches of the land, and now she couldn't even read the book that was supposed to be her key to unlocking their secrets.She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. Then s

Verena's POVI walked beside Zoren, marveling at the vibrant and bustling atmosphere of the wet market. The scent of freshly caught fish and aromatic spices filled the air, mingling with the lively chatter of vendors and customers. Colorful stalls lined the narrow pathways, displaying an array of exotic fruits, fragrant herbs, and neatly arranged vegetables.Zoren seemed both intrigued and slightly overwhelmed by the vibrant scene unfolding before us. His sharp eyes scanned the various stalls, taking in the rich tapestry of sights and sounds. The flickering sunlight filtered through the canopy overhead, casting a warm, golden glow on everything it touched.We strolled along, occasionally stopping to admire the assortment of goods. Zoren's curiosity was infectious, and I found myself pointing out the unique local delicacies, explaining their uses, and sharing stories about the market's rich history. The merchants, with their friendly smiles and quick banter, offered samples of their of

In the dark living room, Galen sat still, taking in the loud sobs of Verena as she sat by the main door of the mansion, looking up at the moon. It was completely silent, even though the insects that had always been interrupting his sleep at times seemed to notice such a heartbreaking moment. All he could hear were her sorrowful cries, not able to rest or stop even for a second. He wishes that he could just tap on her shoulder, tell her a couple of jokes, and make her stop. But Galen is well informed that none of that would help Verena.It has been two hours since Zoren left. Verena kept on trying to read the words written on the cursed book, like she was clinging to the stories written about Zoren, imagining how he is and what he is doing at the moment. When she informed Galen that there is no record of him returning to Lunaria or even words written after Zoren had left, she was even more broken. The way he misses Zoren is killing her. But Galen could only sit back and watch as she pu