Amira lifted both of her hands in the air, her fingers in a fist as she looked down while listening to her mother’s scolding.
“I already told you not to wander around, Amira! You had everyone worried about you!” Celestia scolded as she once again hit her daughter’s arms with minimal strength using the golden rod.
Amira flinched as the stinging pain evades her arms as soon as the rod left her skin. Never in her life did she ever imagined that her mother would be using this disciplinary tool on her. Or maybe because she had been obedient all her life that’s why?
“I got lost searching on my way back to the Pavilion, mother. I just rested under the Oak of Hope to rest for a while. I didn’t expect that I would fall asleep.” Amira said smoothly.
This was the excuse Goddess Elpis had made up for them. She also claimed that she saw Amira under her tree, sleeping. This eased up Goddess Celestia’s worry but Amir
“It’s because he had met with the moon goddess.” Everyone turned to the one who just spoke and they were all dumbfounded to see the young man with a serious expression as he stared at the closed door too.The other pack members stared at Oliver Woods, the son of their pack’s omegas and the best friend of the person in question—Morgan.“What are you spouting about, Oliver?” One of the elders present asked.Oliver scrunched his face and acted like he was actually having second thoughts about what he was about to say. His expression planted a seed of doubt in the hearts of the speculators.This is Morgan’s best friend! Why would he make up something that can harm his friend?“I really don’t want to do this. I promised Morgan that I would not tell a soul about this but I think everyone deserves to know. The pack may end up being affected by this too.” Oliver said with a conflicted expres
Morgan woke up still feeling the lingering pain in his chest. He hissed as he tried to pull himself up from the bed. His eyes squinted as he turned to look at his window. He sighed heavily when he realized that he was probably out of it the whole day since it was already dark outside.He stepped out of his bed, went to his bathroom to take a quick shower before he went out of his room. His forehead furrowed as soon as he saw that the corridors were pretty much empty unlike the usual crowdedness in the area.He took the stairs down while looking around but he can’t see a soul around. It was like everyone had left to go somewhere and he was left alone since he was still unconscious.Morgan just decided to go to the kitchen to take something to eat. He was starving.“You’re awake,” Morgan turned around and automatically smiled when he saw Oliver standing by the door. He was still about to say something when he saw other people arrivin
Celestia stared at the bright scroll of love in front of her. It was so bright that she needed to tied it down with the golden lasso so that it won’t steal too much attention. Especially from her ever so curious daughter.“It just keeps on getting more and more brighter.” She uttered to herself as she reached out and touch the lasso to open the scroll. She closed her eyes for a bit and let the light from the scroll engulfed her.She sighed when it suddenly deemed out. She opened the scroll once again and saw the blessed boy’s face. Every second he stared at him, her gaze turns darker.“You’re really something…” she whispered as she caressed the surface of the scroll where Morgan’s face was etched.Morgan’s prominent features were drawn on the scrolls in the most detailed way possible. Every strand of his long hair, the fascinating thickness of his brows, his tantalizing eyes, and that kind-looki
When they arrived the enchantress was already waiting for them outside her fortress. She discreetly guided the family inside her fortress and even paid extra to the charioteer. "I already told you about this Calliope. It was the moon goddess. We can't do anything about it." Enchantress Inessa said as she shook her head while staring at the passed-out Morgan on the bed. Morgan's parents asked her the favor to look into their son's case. And aside from that, they wanted to keep his situation from him a secret for a while. They didn't want to worry their son, they can only imagine how difficult the situation is for him. So the enchantress had asked her apprentice to prepare a drink with sleeping pills on it. And in just a few moments, Morgan's knocked out. "At least take another look at him. Please... I'm not asking as an alpha of a pack, enchantress. I'm here as a father. Please... I'm begging you.
Morgan was silently carrying a bunch of flowers that would be used as an offering later for the thanksgiving event. It’s been weeks since they came back from the head enchantress’ fortress with low spirits and the pack was slowly grasping the reality his parents were trying to hide.Their pack’s golden boy had lost his spark.He would never be able to fulfill the fate he was originally prophesied.He gracefully placed the flowers below the altar they made, careful not to make any sound that can gather other people's unwanted attention. He had been like this ever since they came back. He was careful not to get into anyone's way afraid that it might cause his family more problems.“Morgan,” he turned around and immediately bowed down a bit when he saw his father's beta.Dmitri sighed heavily as he looked around to make sure that no one can hear them.“Can we talk?” Morgan realized that the beta was abo
Morgan realized that their little exchange had completely stolen the people’s attention and now, all eyes were on them. The singers had stopped singing, the graceful dancers had stopped moving and even the elders and children that were preoccupied earlier were now watching their little scene.Condemn.Morgan felt everyone staring at him with condemnation. He was standing in the middle of the crowd that once loved and adored him. But now, all of their eyes were filled with fear, condemn and disappointment."He actually met the moon goddess. He's done for." He heard someone say.He closed his eyes tightly as he tried to tune out all the words of condemnation around him.It was at that moment that he heard that familiar soft voice.‘What are you doing now, Morgan?’ he looked around and checked if she was around but he couldn't see her. There are more than a hundred people around but she wasn't there."Amira?" H
“Morgan,” his head snapped back to the dark woods behind him and he saw his mother and the head enchantress walking towards him with a confused look on their faces as they scanned the place.“Who are you talking to?” Calliope asked and was about to take another step towards her son when the enchantress hastily pulled her back. She looked back at her questioningly only to turn her head back to her son when she realized the enchantress’ watchful eyes directed at him.Her eyes widened when she saw Morgan’s eyes glowing.“Morgan,” Inessa called out as she stares at the young man with her watchful eyes.“Let’s talk some other time, Amira. I needed to do something,” Morgan said as his eyes flew over to the sky.‘Oh. Alright. Is everything alright?’ Amira asked worriedly. Morgan turned to the women a few distance away from where he was seated before nodding.
“Amira?” The young goddess’ ears perked up after hearing Morgan calling her. She immediately turned away from the pavilion and ran towards the direction heading to the Pond of Living. Morgan is the only secret she has kept from her mother. She was afraid that once she learned that she was able to communicate with someone from the living realm, she would forbid her from doing it too. She doesn’t have any friends and she had no one else to talk to aside from Morgan. She didn’t know what she would do if ever she would lose her only friend. She carefully looked around before she sat by the pond where she can hear endless chants and voices of enchantresses addressing the concerns of their people. Amira stared at the rippling waters that showed the reflection of the glowing fireflies above it. “Amira?” “I’m here.” She answered while she’s staring at the water in front of her, trying to figure out how the Goddess of Goodwill uses th