All Chapters of Once A Luna, Now A Stealer?: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

CallistaI cry out as the devil hurls me towards the Teller pack's new Alpha. Before I could face plant on the grass, Edwin watched me with a painful, meaty fist. “What a weakling,” he sneers, jerking my body so I'm looking up at him. His expression is marred with disgust. “All of this trouble for a wolf who can't even stand without help.”I squirm in his arms, glaring at him.“What do you want from me, bear?” I demand through gritted teeth. “Yet another sacrifice?”“Oh, no, the time for sacrifice is over,” he replies. “You had the chance to die peacefully the last time, but you chose not to.”“For fuck's sake, I didn't choose anything!” I yell. “You made all my choices for me, and that came back to bite your collective asses! Don't you know the saying? You don't mess with a single wolf unless you're ready to face a pack!”Also, where the hell is the devil? He'd just vanished, leaving me to deal with all of this myself. Didn't he sprout some bullshit about not letting anyone else tou

Theon“Well,” I say as I sit on the bed.The devil is invisible again, but I can feel his presence hovering just below the ceiling, watching me. It's been a few minutes since the altercation outside ended with the devil literally getting me out of it. I can still hear the commotion outside, the pack demanding my death.“That happened.”“That fool,” the devil rumbles, unhappiness radiation off his voice. “He should've known that getting the people riled up in that manner without giving them what they were promised would only end in a commotion. Werebears are the thickest, stupidest creatures to exist in this world. I prefer your kind over them, to be honest.”“Gee, thanks,” I mutter back, my nerves still shot from the incident.I do not think I'd be able to rest easy anytime soon. Now I'm going to have to spend the rest of my time here knowing that there was a pack of bears waiting outside thirsting for my blood. And wanted my bones to be hung up. Who even says such things anymore?“W

Theon“We saw a dirt path,” I reply as soon as I transform back to the human form from behind a boulder, using it to hide my nudity. “It's just a moment away from here. There are rocks all around so we can have a cover.”“A dirt path?” Master Tsertinand questions and send the ring a dirty look. “Couldn't have shown me that, could you, you little shit? We're trying to save your damned owner!”The ring, of course, does not answer. “We nearly ran into the barrier when we saw it,” Haden chimes in next to me, having transformed back himself. “Your bird was a great help.”As we say that, the bird itself arrives, chirping. It spirals around us, nearly touching us, and then flies straight towards Master Tsertinand. As soon as it collides with the weapon smith's body, it vanishes. “Did you call the Headmistress?” I question, pulling on my clothes.They're at the same spot I left them. Master Tsertinand was right when he said that the perimeter was smaller than that of the Rexellen pack. It o

Theon“Now, the deviless, who'd been raised apart from her parents because she was blessed as a deity, didn't know what love even was,” the Headmistress continues. “It was a different time than ours, and back then, even language was at its infancy. Books were not invented yet. When she asked her servants about the strange emotion she felt whenever she saw the devil they wouldn't give her a straight answer. The servants were certain that the deviless couldn't feel love the way the normal folk did. The poor deviless was confused about herself and decided to ask the young devil warrior for answers herself.”The Headmistress pauses to glance at the barrier, and then turns back to us. It's nearly midnight now, and fortunately, we haven't had any animals wander into the campsite so far. We heard some chirping and rustling here and there, but it was nothing big.My bet was that they were rabbits or squirrels, or some other critters that size. Haden and I were alert, nevertheless, just in cas

CallistaI rush to the window of my room, thankful that the chain is long enough to allow me the movement, and throw open the windows. There is an army of werebears, both turned and in human form, surrounding the house, facing the forest from the east.Near the tree line stands a woman dressed in the white garb of the witches, flowing pants tucked into her boots, a white tunic over a long-sleeved bodice with a sash tied around her waist, and a scarf wound around her neck. Her snow-white hair is tied back from her face, and her pale eyes glisten with an ethereal light.She stands in a posture that radiates power, her head held high, her spine straight, standing tall against an army of bears.I can't help my astonishment. The Headmistress is here!Her eyes flick upwards to the window and focus on my face. They widen slightly, and I can't help but wave like a lunatic and scream, “I'm here! I'm here!”The Headmistress gives me the smallest nod, visible relief in her eyes.“You are the He