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At first, Calleb thought that his mate was joking about saving his father and killing the Wicked Witch when they were relaxing at the cliff. But the moment he saw Accashia picking up the blade from the cave where he left it, he realized how serious she was. Unsure, shocked and baffled was an understatement at that point but he had to wrap his mind around this. Because one, Accashia promised to never lie again. Two, she also did notice the changes in Accashia’s body, especially the trace of crescent mark on her forehead. “What do you mean by that, save my Father — no way? Accashia, are you serious?” He asked with a smile, his voice hinting his disbelief by its rise and fall. How tense he was. “I thought I told you that I don’t want to. That’d I’d rather disappear and build my own Kingdom — with you. And you agreed.” Accashia nodded, pursing her lips and closed her eyes, suddenly looking grim. A bit guilty. “Yes, I did agree. But — Calleb. Shaldan is yours by Birthright. And your fathe
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The day before the full moon, Calleb paced back and forth in front of his mate, Accashia. His mouth was dry even though he drank bottles of water. The edge of his lips were foaming, feeling nothing but restless and edgy. His lips curled back in a snarl most of the day. Accashia wasn’t used to the change that was happening to Calleb. Because the two of them had bonded, the beast inside of Calleb became stronger. The beast inside him became more vocal. Before, Accashia could only see the wolf whenever Calleb transforms during the full moon. Twice. And the wolf inside Calleb was a bit more aggressive, always in heat — always had the urge to breed, except for the last time when Calleb promised her to be tame unless Accashia was already comfortable. Now, Accashia could hear the beast snarl even during the pre-shift. It made the young lady anxious. She was sweating bullets and her fingers were cold. She blinked rapidly as she stared at Calleb and the odd mark on his forehead. “Calleb.”
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Accashia was riding Pilak as they raced towards the castle. With a fist full of fur in her hands, the young woman clings to the silver beast as he rushes through the castle. They left the house they were supposed to call home the moment Calleb had transformed. The black blade was tucked on the right side of her torso, using the remaining linens she tore from the bed of the old house to make a make-shift sheath. It’s time to attack. The full moon and the stars gave them weak streams of light that guided them through the darkness and thickets of the forest. Pilak growled as he felt they were close to the castle. Feeling the presence of the Alpha in his heart that brought him nerves. With a groan, Pilak speeds up and pushes through the thick grass. His huge paws making banging sounds against the dry ground, his fast pace sounding like a horse on a run. Accashia feels every beat of Pilak’s step, his movements reverberating against her whole body as she clings to him. “Onward!” Accashia
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Accashia watches the moon in the sky, taking just a few minutes every night that the sky is clear to see it grow larger. She attacks the shadows in front of her, screaming — letting out a loud battle cry that burns against her throat. The black blade on her hand made a swooshing sound against the air as it connected with the bones of the monsters, crushing them. Accashia attacks and continuously swings her sword until the battlefield is filled with nothing but a pile of bones. The young lady heaves a sigh, letting the air fill her lungs and cool her heated body. She wipes the beads of sweat from her forehead with her arms as she counts how many monsters she has defeated. Her fingers pointed at the heap of bones. She defeated most of them — still, no Calleb nor Pilak in sight. She was worried, heck — she feels close to having a panic attack. But she can’t show her weakness and her fear. Not now. Not when the fight is just about to start. Accashia breathed in the cool air as her grip
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Accashia snapped her wrist, and flaunted the black sword in her hand. She could feel Pilak’s presence at the top of the tower — the west wing. The only question that’s boggling her mind is if she would make it in time. If only she could jump that high and the Castle wasn’t so far then she’d be up there minutes ago, fighting alongside her mate. “Die, you disgusting thing!” She yelled as she raised both of her arms, holding the grip of the sword tight and broke the skull of the Shadow that was taunting her. The young woman twisted the blade with a yell, breaking the spinal cord of the boney monster until she pierced the soul. Releasing it. Setting it free. Sending it to the underworld where it belonged. “May your soul rest in peace.” She said in wishful thinking. She wondered how long it would take for her to clear the path. How long has it been since she was fighting. An hour? Maybe even two. But in reality, it had only been a few minutes. The young lady continued to fight. Raising
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The moment Beltza saw Accashia standing behind the window, the wolf of black and white tensed his shoulders. Teeth bared, his shoulders moving and was preparing to lunge at her — to attack. He growled at the young woman. Pilak saw that his father was about to attack. With a whimper, he struggled to sit up. The beast howled. ‘Accashia.’ His voice cracked as he connected with his mate. The beast was glad that his mate made it just in time. His arm was bleeding a lot. The Silver Beast tried to stop his father from attacking, but he fell on his side. ‘Accashia. They’re too powerful.’ Beltza sprang towards Ursula. As if it was practice, on cue — the Wicked Witch lifted her arm. Her fingers ran against the soft — matted fur of the bigger beast. She gripped then caressed it, as if the King, the Alpha was her pet. Dry vines crawled and slithered against the cold floor. The thorns dig against the cracks of the stone floor, sinking in like a hook. It settled until Accashia’s feet felt the st
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Ursula had always been a free soul. She loves to run with the wind while riding on the horse. She loved the smell of burning coal. Ursula had always admired the strength of those who are strong and pitied those who are weak. It’s one of those qualities why she was chosen to be the yellow Shaman by the mother. And Luntian, Luntian was anointed with the power of the Black Shaman. The Shaman who is directly linked with the spirit world. Luntian wondered where it all went wrong as she watched the Vision of the past. She watched the old Ursula. The one with a smile on her face. The one who loved to smile and the one who loved to ride horses. ‘Where did it all go wrong?’ She asked herself. Different kinds of questions clouded her mind. ‘Is it me?’ ‘What could it be?’ ‘Was there something I had failed to see?’ ‘What is it? What is it?’ The moment the Black Shaman was pulled from the visions back to reality — it’s as if all her strength was pulled out of her body. “I think my neck and
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It happened at the spur of the moment. It happened when the soft pale light from the moon illuminated the room. And exposed Bathal whose eyes were blank. The beast of black and white was seemingly staring off the distance. Pilak and Accashia — as well as Ursula. All of them, everyone was getting anxious. Not only that but everyone was tired. When the young woman with ginger hair raised her blade and stabbed the beast’s chest, it only happened because Bathal did not see Accashia coming. For there was an intrusive voice that was creating havoc in his lulled mind. His mind which had been silenced for years. His mind that had been seemingly trapped in a cage. Boxed. Trapped and lost. A voice so familiar — a voice which he had not heard in decades. ‘My love.’ A beautiful voice rang inside his core, pulling his heartstrings. And then a trace of golden hair flowed in his mind. The smell of a meadow after the rain filled his senses. Eyes as beautiful as dusk popped in his mind. And it rattl
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