The Moon Goddess and Her Mate

In a forest that existed on Earth,

A well-built man had finished tying up all the wood he had cut. The young man wiped the sweat off his forehead again, not realizing that someone had been lurking with a gaze full of deep hatred. However, the scout had not taken any action, as if he was waiting for the target’s movements.

“I think I have got enough wood for today. Well, Mom and Dad did not ask me to do anything else. I hope so.”

As soon as possible, a man, who had a height of one hundred and ninety-two centimetres tall, took the logs and left the place. The gentle breeze began to be felt on the young man’s hair and body, so he felt a little cool, even though the weather today was very hot.

“I do not know what else to do at home. I did not feel comfortable living there, because Dad always brought up Atvertha’s sudden departure, especially after I introduced my girl to them. It is so annoying. I do not know what happened with my love,” Armen grumbled slowly.

That young guy walked amidst the silence that surrounded him. Meanwhile, a pair of eyes kept watching the movements of the immortal goddess’ lover. He looked at it with deep hatred so the man immediately came out of his hiding place when Armen was out of sight and then looked around.

“I have to find a way so that I can eliminate that mortal male and his people,” said the God of War.

Lord Toghnath stopped muttering, started making himself invisible to anyone, then flew away. In less than a minute, that immortal god was above the target’s head, even though they were far apart from each other. Such an event made the god smile, having found the desired prey. Armen did not realize that danger was approaching, so the young man kept walking to his destination.

Before taking any action, I had to know what was there, including their weaknesses. It would be great if I could find that damn tribal protector. If all have been obtained, and then I will destroy them immediately, thought the three-hundred-year-old man.

After following Armen for a while, that mortal man finally arrived in front of a house. There, to be precise, in the courtyard area, several people were already standing, seven people to be exact, including the head of the Lugthna family. This situation made the young man confused. However, on the other hand, he also felt interested because he wanted to know what had happened so that people gathered in front of his father’s house.

“Ah, Armen has come. We can immediately ask him for help.” A short-haired man said, pointing at Goddess Atvertha’s lover. This sentence instantly drew the attention of the six other people to the person in question. Such an action caused the owner of the name to become anxious because he did not know what to do.

“Are you sure you want to involve Armen in this, Demeter? He just arrived and it would be impolite for you to decide something, without asking Chief Agbazarth for permission.” The fat man asked doubtfully, glancing at Lebrazht. However, Norah Bitnantzh’s husband had not said anything yet, but his concentration was still on his eldest son, who was getting closer to it.

Demeter was silent as if not daring to answer the other person’s question. The thin man only watched Armen’s movements, who would soon arrive at the same location as them. Armen arrived at the courtyard area, and his biological father said to him, “Son, after you put all the firewood in the kitchen, you must follow us to go somewhere.”

The brown-haired man frowned, especially when he realized that no one there dared to speak apart from his father. “Where are we going, Dad?”

“We are all going to where the wolves are. Have you forgotten that they have a role in this tribe? Before preparing to hold an important ceremony, one of the important tasks that cannot be missed is to check the forest area that is usually used, including the place where the wolves live, because that has been done for generations by the ancestors, including my dad. Sooner or later, you will replace my position, so you must follow the same action.”

The burly man was silent for a moment, then nodded. “Okay, Dad. Give me a second.”Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

That hook-nosed man just nodded without saying anything, so Armen, without further ado, walked into the house. The seven people who were in the courtyard turned their attention away from the boy. The atmosphere there was quiet again as if the six middle-aged men were waiting for orders from the Tribe Chief.

Lebrazht said to the six people present, “I allow my son to go into the forest, to the place where the wolves live, because that is one of his duties. Apart from that, our tribe really has to prepare everything well, especially with regard to the harvest celebration which will be held in a few months. If all has gone according to plan, then the ceremony can be held on time.”

A bald man nodded, but the man standing next to him looked dissatisfied and wanted to ask something, though he hesitated to say it in person. Lebrazht saw this and quickly asked, “Archer, why do you look so gloomy? Is there something bothering you?”

That red-haired man jumped when he heard his name being called. He cleared his throat slightly and answered, “Yes, Chief. I actually wanted to ask about Armen’s status.”

Lebrazht raised one eyebrow. “What about my son’s status? Is there something wrong?”

The other man looked frightened, while the other five men who were there did not dare to interrupt the conversation that was going on between Lebrazht and Archer. “I am … sorry. It is not my intention to say that in public. But this has to do with my daughter, Atlanta.”

Lebrazht seemed to have understood what the man wanted to say. Without the seven men realizing it, a handsome young man had come out of the house and had just arrived in the area. When the chairman was about to say something, a voice stopped him, “Dad, I am done. Let’s go now!”

The seven middle-aged men simultaneously turned toward the source of the voice, which made the young man dumbfounded. “What was wrong?” Armen asked, confused.

“Nothing, Son. We have to go now!” replied Lebrazht while turning his body.

Without waiting any longer, without further ado, the eight men left that place, accompanied by an immortal god following the eldest son of Lebrazht Lugthna and Norah Bitnantzh. The God of War grinned as if he had found something very valuable. “Yes! I get what I want! I will make you and everyone die this time, so you can’t disturb my beautiful goddess, Atvertha!”

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