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RUTH: A Tale Of Luna's Birth

[Completed] Side story is out now! The cries of a woman collide with the rock walls of the Longhurst's castle. Ralph Longhurst, a wealthy trader living rather practically ruling over an island situated miles away from Vincardine has his brows furrowed. Cordelia Longhurst, Ralph's wife, has not expected this special moment to turn out the way it has. She can feel the anger radiating out of her husband but the mother inside her is more worried about their daughter, who is going through labour pain. The baby that was supposed to lit the lights of happiness and joy, has made even the dark sky cry. Gerald Livingstone can hear his lovers' cries but his hands are tied. All he could do is pray for the safety of both mother and the baby. And then that historic moment came when the Luna of not only a werewolf pack but of the whole werewolf breed took her first breath on the earth. A human Luna, who is supposed to meet Edwin O'Dell- the leader of the werewolf breed, the Alpha of Alphas and fall in love with him. But not everyone is happy with the birth of this special baby girl. There are reasons, secrets and plans involved. Only time will tell what the girl has written in her destiny and how she is going to find the right path in her life. ***************** The cover of the book belongs to its rightful owner and I. do not own it. If the owner wants to take it down please contact me. Instagram:- @author_rutujap Discord:- https://discord.gg/wpyvsh42

rutujaP · Fantasia
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226 Chs

ANYTHING BUT A BETRAYER!

Gerald was stunned. His eyes were wide open, and his face paled as if he had seen the most gruesome sight of his life. And to a certain extent, he did! 

Not only because Sylvia had lost all the glow on her face, but her skin also looked wrinkled and her hair grey. Dark circles covered her eyes, and her once pink, plump lips were chaffed and dry like the desert.

She looked weak and old. 

But also because Gerald hadn't expected that something like this would ever happen to her.

Sylvia belonged to the Ibsen family of magicians, one of the very few oldest families whose trace went back to more than thousands of years. No wonder, the fading bond with the family had affected her so greatly.

She stood frozen, speechless and extremely humiliated. Her tired eyes were filled with tears that spoke volumes about what her mind was unable to let out.