All Chapters of Tales of the Moonlit Grimoire: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The rain had just stopped, leaving the air crisp but refreshing. Rafe and I were about to continue our hike when he looked at me with concern."Still cold?" he inquired, his voice tinged with concern.To keep warm, I nodded and rubbed my arms. "A bit."He appeared to pause for a moment before reaching for his phone. "Wait here," he said as he dialed quickly. - A helicopter carrying supplies will arrive. It shouldn't be too difficult.I sat near a cluster of rocks, grateful for the brief respite, and watched Rafe expertly start a fire with a semi-dry branch. The flames flickered, casting a warm glow against the setting sun. I felt a sudden sense of unease as I stared into the fire. I had a strange feeling. My body felt extremely heavy, and I was dizzy.Looking over my shoulder, I noticed a shadow. It was fleeting, but it existed. I turned to Rafe, my voice concerned. "Did you notice that?" Shade?"He maintained his expression as he followed my gaze. "I can't see anything. Maybe they're

At first I thought Faghri was just sleeping, but I didn't realize it until I saw the man's slightly injured leg."Is it because he was bitten by a wolf?" I almost opened my eyes and tried to get closer to the unconscious Fagri.I tried to shake Fagri's body, but he was still sleeping, as if this was the deepest sleep he had ever had in his life."Pooh!""Uh, Fagri! Are you awake?"I tried shaking Fagri's body again, and this time there seemed to be some progress.Fagri opened his eyes and looked at me in surprise. Like a man who has temporarily lost his mind."Have I reached heaven?""Seriously!" I scolded the blonde.Faghri used to be a bad boy, but recently his strange behavior has changed.The man tried to sit up, wincing slightly in pain. Faghri seems to have experienced a tough battle with wolves before."What happened? Why are you so open?"I asked, and Faghri seemed thoughtful for a moment as he considered the answer."Lua, you won't believe this. I met a wolf in this tropical

I'm glad I'm no longer alone in this moonlit forest.The sound of the wind blowing through the woods no longer sounded scary. Only the footsteps of the wolves on the mountain made me a little wary..."Luna?" I turned to Faghri, who looked like he had something to say."What's the matter, Faghri?"I think there's something wrong with Faghri's expression now, as if he has something to say, but it's stuck in his throat."Nothing," Faghri said, which annoyed me a little.He looked away for a moment and then said there was nothing there.However, his tone betrayed his confusion.The atmosphere was quiet again, this time only the rustling of leaves and the running of the river could be heard.At least until Faghri suddenly asked again, startling me."How is your relationship with Rafe now?" he asked."Why do you suddenly ask this?""I'm just curious," Faghri replied, but I could tell there was more than just curiosity in his gaze.I also find it hard to describe my relationship with Rafe be

Two days have passed since that terible event. I made it through the enticing forest. I was back in the village, at the old lady's house, with a strange feeling staring out into the yard. "I never imagined I'd make it," I told myself. If Rafe hadn't sent the helicopter to search the area, I would have turned into a wolf food in the forest by now. Rafe apologized, saying, "I'm sorry for this incident." Rafe wasn't the only one to blame, I thought as I shook my head. I became disoriented while looking for Rafe, who disappeared out of nowhere among the forest's underbrush before. We both got lost in that forest while looking for the remains of an old werewolf myth. The wolf legend remained unsolved, and it appeared that we would have to restart our exploration from the beginning. An elderly woman, our gracious hostess, entered the room with a steaming pot of soup and interrupted our conversation. "You two, fill up," she said as she greeted them. Maybe this elderly lady was reli

The path to the cemetery was rough, a winding path of doubt and shadows. Rafe drove, his face a mask of concentration, while little Ani lay still in his arms, her feverish whispers barely audible."This is the way Ani showed me," I murmured as I watched the dense trees pass by.Ani's eyes fluttered open, weak but alert. "Mom... Dad..." she murmured, her voice echoing in the street.As we approached the grave, she experienced a noticeable shift. Her fever seemed to be fading, and her breathing became less laboured. I looked at Rafe, my brow furrowed in perplexity. "Why does coming here help her?"Rafe shrugged, his gaze fixed on the graves. "There are many things in this world we don't understand, Luna."Ani's grandmother, an elderly woman, joined us, her steps slow and measured. "I keep her for six days until she recovers," she explained, her voice sad. "She misses her parents terribly." "All she has left of them are their graves."A wave of sadness washed over me as I heard this. Ani