Hello? I just called him? However, he did not move from his position, making it appear as though he, too, is a little perplexed by the way I am calling him.“Uh Matteo, right?” I said it again. I am aware that it comes across as pathetic and reckless. However, I need to reassure myself that the person I am speaking with is in fact Matteo.Even though he appears to be Matteo, a part of my mind tells me that there is something off about it and that he is not Matteo. This causes me to feel a sense of confusion and bewilderment at the same time. Why am I even having some doubts?The questions that have been running through my head are only answered when he finally adjusts his position in the bed after he has spent a moment fondling his crotch as a result of my knees accidentally hitting him. After that, he leaned over to the side of the bed where the pillows were and propped his head on his hand. There, he asks in the naughtiest yet most seductive voice I've ever heard, "Did you just ca
When I'm feeling down, Senry always knows just what to say to make me feel better. Like a real brother, Senry—especially when difficult situations arise—is the one who comes to my aid, and for that, I always owe him a debt of gratitude. As both of us make our way toward the front stage, I finally notice that the organizers have put a lot of effort into making this occasion look as impressive as possible. Even the entirety of the garden has been decked out with a substantial number of Stargazer flowers. Everyone is dressed to the nines in their finest evening attire, including suits and elegant dresses. The vast majority of them come from well-known packs located outside of Anacortes. The rest were either underlings of the Blue Moon pack headed by Matteo. Upon my arrival at the stage, the first thing that I notice is Chelsie’s Presence. That made me wonder what she is doing here when I don’t remember inviting her in. She is my rival. Ever since we were kids, all she has done is make
Calaestina was now torn between maintaining her sanity and exacting revenge after hearing about the wrongdoings committed by Eris. She was as fiery as a flame of fire and as terrifying as the darkest stray of a night spent in the desert alone.Despite everything that she had done for Eris, she had committed not just one but an excessive number of betrayals against her over the years. Calaestina could hardly fathom how in the world Eris could even have the nerve to actually carry out such a heinous act, let alone have the guts to do it. The fact that Eris went to such lengths as to actually plot the murder of Calaestina's son was the one thing that Calaestina hated more than any of the other wrongdoings that Eris had committed. How could she have been so heartless as to do something like that to a child who could not possibly have had even the remotest intention of fighting back against his mother?Calaestina's son was a good boy, and even when he was an adult, he never once attempted
Calaestina could only think about wanting to take the justice into her hands by her desire to kill Eris without hesitation. She wanted to avenge the death of her poor son, and all of the betrayals that Eris had done to her, however, much to her dismay, she could not even wield her sword to make the final blow.For the next moment, Calaestina charged forward and Eris anticipated her next attack. Eris pulled out her golden holy spear that she uses for her defense. Although everyone knew of Eris’ possession of the spear, there was not even a single time that anyone had seen or witness her ever using it on a combat.This would be the very first time that everyone would witness the golden spear be used by the goddess, and to make things worst, it would be used against another formidable deity, and it was Calaestina.Everyone was completely in shock by the occurrence that was taking place in the throne hall. Even the creator could not render to mediate to interfere whatever they were planni
Eris’ spear was temporarily angled behind her back when she made her assault towards Calaestina. She was also determined to directly pierce her spear through Calaestina’s chest at all costs.The way her hands firmly gripped the spear's long end was tight enough to correspond to the determination that Eris had to eliminate Calaestina from the picture. She reasoned that it was all because of her, which was why she was suffering. And the only remedy to end all of these ill gotten feeling that she had towards her was if she would see her die from her own hands.Eris showed no remorse until she manage to swiftly plunge her spear directly into Calaestina’s chest. A sound of flesh that was being skewered forcibly echoed loudly into the throne hall. Its sound abruptly caused the whole crowd to become silent.Their silence were mixed up with both shock and dismay. They were all shocked to find that Eris was able to easily defeat Calaestina that quickly as if they hadn’t known that Calaestina w
Blood splattered everywhere, like how rain leaves its traces. However, unlike the rain, the splashes of blood everywhere were thicker and it smelled rotten of Eris’ crimes. And yet, what seemed even more surprising was the fact that the other deities around shifted their sympathy over Eris instead.It was just a while ago that Eris was the one being loathed by the rest of the other deities. However, things have changed so suddenly right now that all of their eyes were fuming with hatred upon looking at Calaestina’s direction.Although they all are aware of what Eris had done, it wasn’t still enough to allow Calaestina to just take her life in such a brutal manner. They all stood witness to how Calaestina released Eris’ head on the ground.It rolled a few distance from her and it was truly a horrifying scene to witness as it also scattered blood all over the place. However, Calaestina was not the least bit worried about whatever might others be thinking as of the moment. She needed n
Dark corners that were only being illuminated by a single torch became the next scenery that Calaestina had to witness after what she had done to Eris. The earlier cries for Eris’ justice was now replaced with the sound of metal chains that were clinged into her wrist and ankles.Calaestina had been turned into a prisoner caged somewhere far from her known. She wasn’t familiar if this was even the place for prisoners. She couldn’t even hear any sound other than the one she was making.It was completely lonely inside, and terrifying because of the darkness that was battling against the small light created by the torch hanging a few distance from her prison cell.The smell of rotten dead rats were also making the atmosphere even more to Calaestina’s discomfort. And yet, this wasn’t what was she was concern about. She was worried that now she was detained inside this prinson cell, there was no way she could protect her son’s body against those who wanted to avenge what she did on Eris.F
"It's rather disappointing that after I tried to save your life, this is how you will address me, a monster?," the creator said. It just so happened that the person responsible for betraying Calaestina paid a visit to her while she was incarcerated. Calaestina was unable to determine whether or not it had already been a day since she had been detained inside there; all she knew was that she had been staying there for a considerable amount of time at this point.For Calaestina, it was a period of time that simultaneously felt like an age and an eternity. The deafening silence and horrifying atmosphere that she was surrounded by made it so that she felt as though the desire for freedom was a thirst that she needed to quench more than anything else in the world. "There was nothing more appropriate to call you at this time than a monster," Calaestina said. Even so, Calaestina did not back down from her earlier declaration that the creator was a monstrosity.The creator thought that he c