Divine Pack Romane & Geschichten

“What is the Divine Hall playing at?” Suddenly, his face froze, and he let out a shocked cry… “The Blood God Revival Plan!”

His white light flared faintly in the darkness, half divine, half immortal, a tethered storm of essence, power, and desire. “Forever,” I whispered, pressing my lips to his temple. “Always. Mine. Irrevocably. Eternally.” Ester shivered, wolf coiling, divine light pulsing through him, pulse intertwining with mine. “Yours… always,” he murmured, voice low, intimate, trembling with the residue of battle, with divine power, and with desire. Nut and Hong flanked us, still humming with wolf energy, marking, tethering, coiling. The pack was alive, immortal, divine, tethered, and unbreakable.

I asked. "Yeah, he's one of the four pack elders. He voted against a woman Alpha and went with the Howlers during the split. He's over a hundred and eighty years old, so people treat him with respect in the community, but he's not a fan of me or the rest of the Blood Dogs. Thinks a woman as Alpha is an abomination. Nevermind that he worships a female deity." "Screw it, Bonnie," Red said with a smile. "We're here to celebrate. Don't let old man Goode get to you."

"Young Master Han, on His Majesty's order, you cannot bring magic treasures and weapons into the hall." Xiao Chen extended his arms. "I haven't brought any." The two guards were cultivators and they looked to be a dilemma. "Well... " Xiao Chen knew that they wanted to search his Divine Vessel. Although a Divine Vessel could carry items, but it was different from a Violet Manor Nascent Soul. A Violet Manor Nascent Soul could disguise everything within it, but items in a Divine Vessel could be detected using mystic arts. Others could even steal from it while its owner was asleep.

He smirked and looked back at me. “Get dressed. We will wait in here. When you are ready come out and talk to us.” He shut the door behind him. I took a deep breath. What the hell is going on? Two fucking full-blooded gods are in my apartment. Not just any gods my gods the goddess of the moon the mother of all werewolves and Lycans, Selene. Typhon was also here the god of the dragons, one of the strongest gods there is.

I— His pride screamed, clawing inside his chest. He snarled, reaching behind him. “Not yet… You fucker.” He pulled out a crystal—small, unassuming, yet radiating terrifying power. Even from several meters away, the energy radiating from it made the entire facility tremble. It glowed with a dense golden hue—alive, breathing, pulsing. The brother smiled maliciously as he activated it,"Witness the power of actual Divine!' The crystal ignited—bursting with blinding golden light so intense that even Quintan instinctively stepped back. Divine pressure erupted, crushing the air, bending space around them.

“What do you mean? What do you mean by return to our beds? I don’t understand.” Lark leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs as her expression became superior. “Did he not tell you?” She asked smugly. “We’re on the breeding program. Sparrow, Dove, Robin, and I. The One God wants the land populated by true believers. It is our duty to have children. Dove, Robin, and I, as witches, can earn full citizenship in the new world through our participation in the program. That’s why Sparrow is enrolled, too. Although his rank and service to the mission would have given him citizenship, Father Isaiah felt it unfair to make exemptions.”

“Draven! Draven!“ the chants rose, a tide of voices echoing through the valley. The pack surged forward, their faces a mix of elation and awe. They reached out, their hands trembling, eager to touch the man who had brought them back from the brink. Draven, his gaze sweeping over the faces of his pack, felt a tide of emotion surge within him. He was home. He was back, and his pack was alive. He would see them through this, rebuild their shattered world, and ensure the Blood Moon Pack would never fall under such tyranny again.

"They would be able to support us, as well as the pack beasts." I smiled, a fierce glint in my eye. "The pack beasts," I repeated. Their power is unmatched. They can rival any divine beast, and with the support of the pack healers, their levels can go above level 100. The pack beasts were a mysterious and powerful group, with abilities that rivaled even the most powerful divine beasts. They were tied to the pack's energy, and with the support of the pack healers, they could tap into that energy to boost their strength.