Nightwing Oracle の小説・ストーリー

It is excruciating as a part of my energy drains into the chosen. A black shadow rivets down my arm into her. The energy surges through us, covering her body in a menacing glow. The emblem on her stomach dissolves into her skin like a shadow. She screams and convulses until her back arches as she pants heavily, falling back to the altar unconscious. ‘It is done, Sire!’ The Guardian Oracle - Summer of 1974 - Wolf Island

“They swore to protect, defend, and safeguard the Cosmo, not entice or partake in unlawful activities. The Dark Oracle is a fallen Light Oracle.” “A Light Oracle?” She asks with curiosity. “A Light Oracle foresees our destiny and can suppress our internal pain that comes from our emotions. She is what we refer to as our All-mighty mother.” “Hmm… So, the Dark Oracle could be feeding off Miya's pain?” Her voice quivers. “Yes, if she has a lot that can suppress the Oracle's hunger-” “She bears more pain than I could ever withstand.” She whimpers, cutting me off.

She said his name, her voice breaking sadly. “I just can’t be that mate…” He sighed. “I am so sorry, Kelly.” He proceeded to stand on his feet. Placing his hands in his pockets, he continued, “The Oracle is tomorrow night. You just turned eighteen last week; you’re still young. It’s a great place to find someone.” The Oracle was a ceremony that happened once a year. It was for werewolves to find a mate, but you had to be eighteen and above to attend. Everyone in the pack that could attend always did. Even the alpha of the pack and his Luna.

I shrieked, thrashing against the cuffs. "You, dear sister, are far more special than you realize, I guess our parents knew it too that's why they protected you so much" he murmured. "The Oracle of the Moon has foretold it. Your blood carries the gift of the goddess herself. The power to command energy, to bend the wind and earth to your will." His eyes gleamed red with something near fanatical. "And I want it." The oracle of the moon, the same one mom told me about just before everything went to shits. If this oracle is correct, then that explains my new found abilities very much. But how did Black Lotus pack know about this?

A strange silence settled over the infirmary as the Oracle stepped in. She was draped in layers of flowing silver, her face half-covered with a translucent veil that shimmered with moonlight. But it wasn’t her appearance that made me tense, it was the overwhelming power radiating from her. Star instinctively reached for my hand. The Oracle stopped by the cribs, her fingers hovering just above the twins. Her voice, when she spoke, was soft but absolute. “Twins born under a fractured moon... children of balance and fire... they are the long-awaited ones.”

“Then, since you are rejecting my proposal, heed this warning, Gideon Nightwolf. Silvermoon has more allies than you know of, and they are all coming for your throat.” He flashed his incisors at me, “Making threats at me on my own territory isn’t wise, little she-wolf.” The menace that oozed into the room as he said that made my skin clammy. Gideon turned in his chair to stare out the window into the fallen night. “Not a threat, just… let’s call it an oracle of things to come.” I gave a tight smile at his broad back, “One day, when you least expect it, you will find the thing you value most has been taken from you, and you’ll know who took it.”

“Sebastian Knight always leaves a mark wherever he goes. It’s not a prophecy, it’s just how he is. Born with the moon goddess's blessings. A super dormant Alpha who can not only control alphas but surpass every werewolf out there. He is truly a masterpiece,” he said. “Why do I get the feeling you were rather praising him instead of speaking dirty about him,” Brago annoyedly said to Niago and shot him a glare. “Do not fret. The prophecy was just a bedtime story told to scare little boys and girls who wouldn’t go to sleep after having breast milk” Lucrah, a semi-super dormant Alpha and the leader of the Oracle night pack suddenly appeared.

“Ouch.. why does it hurt and where am I?“ we both gasped as Elora literally woke up that very second right on cue. Maya loosened her hold on me and rushed to Eloras side. “Nothing of that matters right now. The main thing is, are you ok?” Maya exclaimed, stroking Eloras cheek with such concern in her big wide eyes. Elora smiled and gave a slight nod whilst trying not to wince at the same time. It was not a very convincing act. Even I could see that she was in a lot of pain. “Elora, do you know who I am?” I stepped forwards and she stared at me, confused. “You are the next in line alpha of the pack. George.” She answered.

When we arrived, the sight froze me. Vaelen stood at the center of the ancient chamber, power crackling around him in golden arcs. Across from him stood a tall, silver-haired woman cloaked in leaves and light—the Oracle of the Druids. Her hands were buried in the soil, roots twisting up around her like serpents, protecting her from his blasts. Lila breathed. “They’re killing each other.” Vaelen unleashed a pulse of emerald energy, tearing through the chamber. The Oracle braced herself, but the blast sent her sprawling. Before he could strike again, I thrust out my staff and shouted, “Aegis Lux!”

"Exactly. And they'll try again, but we'll be ready. At first light, you'll scout the outer edges of the territory, the routes they might've used to breach our borders. Track every movement and every scent, and if you find them, do not engage. Bring me word." "What if they find us first?" the braided warrior asked. "Then run fast enough to report back before you die," Orion said flatly. His voice carried no jest. He was a prideful Alpha, no doubt, but no matter how much he wanted the Hunters dead, he couldn't risk any more lives when he knew firsthand how powerful they were. Almost too powerful, but they were an abomination to nature and to the moon. He knew they'd have a flaw, some kind of