All Chapters of Odyssey Of A Hexed Luna : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Livia's POV: I followed closely behind the Nightshade warrior whom I sensed his ranking to be that of a Gamma. He took hastened steps and suddenly began to run towards the east of the Pack. I have never been to this part of the Pack before. Where could he be going? And how did he know the Crescent Pack so well, almost like he was being led by a map. Gradually my few opened up to what seemed like a cave enclosure, the more I drew closer to the cave, the more I felt my senses heightened. It was like a powerhouse to me as I felt like a god in this state. This is the Pack's Ephesus, what could the Gamma of Nightshade Pack be looking for in the Pack's Ephesus? My memory flashed back to the time when madam kalliope told me about the secrets of the Crescent Pack and how the Pack's biggest lifesource, the two fishes which dwells in the Pack's Ephesus should not be tampered with, of not it could cause a major setback for the pack. I looked up at the sky and noticed that the round full mo

Livia's POV: With this thought in mind, I made a firm resolution and then slowly used what was left of my net to crawl my way into the water. Once inside the water, I tried to struggle off the dagger from my chest and the water kept turning more dark red, my body became weaker and weaker as I felt as if life was slipping away from me. I wouldn't want to leave Lucius this way, but this was a sacrifice I had to make to change the history of our fate. The pain was eating away at my nerves even more intensely as my tolerance level depreciated, my strength became less and less, and my struggle became feeble. It was as if the sharp knife was swinging wildly inside me, my whole body was soaked, my hair was soaked as I laid flat down in the shallow stream that allowed half of my face to rest above the blood stained water. Blood kept flowing out of my body, all my strength seemed to be sucked away by the invisible forces of the river. My vision was becoming blurred but I managed to look

Lucius' POV: My pupils were almost torn apart at this moment, and I didn't blink even though I felt blood filling the whites of my eyes. Livia is going to be fine, she's going to be fine. I frantically tore the werewolf in front of me to pieces, stepped on the blood all over the ground, and followed a straight line directly into the Ephesus. She had an arm-thick steel dagger right below the center of her chest, and the blood kept flowing down as if a valve had been opened. Such a wound, no! My heart was filled with panic as the power of the wolf beads focused on my right hand, and the next moment my sharp claws were on the dagger. The hard wooden handle of this assassin's dagger turned into crumbs in my claws, and the next moment I transformed into a human, I held Livia and put her out of the water, then pulled out the half wooden post on her chest at an angle. The steel dagger with blood fell aside while I frantically bandaged towards her wound with bandages made of clothes,

Lucius' POV: As the Nightshade Pack's warriors lost their lives one by one, they had changed from resisting at the beginning to fleeing, but my wolves had already surrounded the Nightshade Pack, and now there was no one to escape from here. "Feel the pain, feel the despair, there is a boundless hell ahead." Amongst my blood-blinded pupils, another Nightshade Pack warrior was pierced through the throat by my sharp claws, and I stepped on his corpse to look around, only to find that the Pack had turned completely blood-red. The ground was covered with corpses and blood, the walls looked like they had been splashed with red paint, and walking on the ground I would accidentally step on blood that didn't reach my feet, and this blood converged into rivers flowing towards the lower ground. "Lord Lucius, all of the Nightshade Pack's warriors are dead, and those servants and cooks who are incapable of fighting and others have been captured by us, what are your next orders?" An elite war

Livia's POV: Eight years now , I have no family, I simply had no one I could rely on, Madam Kalliope, Ylva and Lydia were only my friends, there was no way a woman would care about me like that. I kept thinking about it in my mind, but my body had come uncontrollably next to this woman, who gently stroked my hair and put my head in her lap. "Livia, get tired." Warmth surrounded me in this moment, the silvery light as if feathers scattered around my body, I half squinted my eyes, the blood all over my body as if affected by those moonlight became calm and soothing, as if the bloodline had gained some sense, that comfortable feeling, almost let me forget everything. I raised my head to look at the pair of pale red eyes and asked in a soft voice. "Who...are you and why are you calling me daughter." As I spoke those words, the world seemed to change a bit, and a gentle smile appeared on the woman's face. "I am the goddess of the moon, you have my bloodline in you, I gave you life.