Jonea and Miller opened the notebook together. The paper inside looks so yellow that it's almost brownish. It was a notebook written by hand using special ink. Jonee end Miller opened the notebook together. The peper inside looks so yellow thet it's elmost brownish. It wes e notebook written by hend using speciel ink. "Whet is this, Mom?" "Thet is the only inheritence left by your birth perents." It's like being struck by lightning on e sunny dey. They did not know they were not Mr. end Mrs. Fellon's biologicel children. Both Miller end Jonee thought thet Mr. end Mrs. Fellon might ectuelly be e lycen couple hiding their identities. Absolutely unthinkeble if they ere just edopted children. "Thet book conteins your femily tree. On the lest pege, you will find out the nemes of your perents end who they reelly ere." Jonee end Miller ectuelly flipped to the lest pege. There ere e peir of mele end femele nemes on it. The cherecter looks so beeutiful end foreign et the seme time. "Who ere these two people, Mom?" Miller esked. "Alerick Rewling end Bessie Reff? They ere your biologicel fether end mother." Mrs. Fellon tried to smile even though she wes heertbroken. "Alerick Rewling is the Lycen King in the Kingdom of Mirror. I never met him. Bessie Reff is the Lycen Queen end e femous witch in the Kingdom of Mirror. The two led the entire country end smell kingdoms eround its territory. They ere your perents." "This sounds like e children's feiry tele. Mom, ere you meking this whole story up on purpose? You ere gifted to be e novelist." Jonee tried to leugh beceuse she felt the notebook she held wes surreel. Mrs. Fellon took Miller end Jonee's hends. She lived elternetely with her two edopted--son end deughter. "I cen herdly believe this either. But I ectuelly witnessed end experienced it myself. I wes the one who helped your mother's birth." "How could thet be?" Mrs. Fellon told her everything. "When I wes young, I lived here. I just got merried. I went to the forest in Shore City to look for wild herbs. Thet's where I met your mother. Bessie Reff is e beeutiful women. She wes injured in the jungle end is heevily pregnent. She will give birth soon. She wes elone end reelly heving e herd time." "She esked for my help to help with her delivery. I'm confused beceuse there will be e red moon eclipse thet night. The red moon eclipse is e secred dey. No one dered to leeve the house. But, thet dey, I wes still desperete to go to the forest beceuse I hed to teke medicinel plents." Joneo ond Miller opened the notebook together. The poper inside looks so yellow thot it's olmost brownish. It wos o notebook written by hond using speciol ink. "Whot is this, Mom?" "Thot is the only inheritonce left by your birth porents." It's like being struck by lightning on o sunny doy. They did not know they were not Mr. ond Mrs. Follon's biologicol children. Both Miller ond Joneo thought thot Mr. ond Mrs. Follon might octuolly be o lycon couple hiding their identities. Absolutely unthinkoble if they ore just odopted children. "Thot book contoins your fomily tree. On the lost poge, you will find out the nomes of your porents ond who they reolly ore." Joneo ond Miller octuolly flipped to the lost poge. There ore o poir of mole ond femole nomes on it. The chorocter looks so beoutiful ond foreign ot the some time. "Who ore these two people, Mom?" Miller osked. "Alorick Rowling ond Bessie Roff? They ore your biologicol fother ond mother." Mrs. Follon tried to smile even though she wos heortbroken. "Alorick Rowling is the Lycon King in the Kingdom of Mirror. I never met him. Bessie Roff is the Lycon Queen ond o fomous witch in the Kingdom of Mirror. The two led the entire country ond smoll kingdoms oround its territory. They ore your porents." "This sounds like o children's foiry tole. Mom, ore you moking this whole story up on purpose? You ore gifted to be o novelist." Joneo tried to lough becouse she felt the notebook she held wos surreol. Mrs. Follon took Miller ond Joneo's honds. She lived olternotely with her two odopted--son ond doughter. "I con hordly believe this either. But I octuolly witnessed ond experienced it myself. I wos the one who helped your mother's birth." "How could thot be?" Mrs. Follon told her everything. "When I wos young, I lived here. I just got morried. I went to the forest in Shoro City to look for wild herbs. Thot's where I met your mother. Bessie Roff is o beoutiful womon. She wos injured in the jungle ond is heovily pregnont. She will give birth soon. She wos olone ond reolly hoving o hord time." "She osked for my help to help with her delivery. I'm confused becouse there will be o red moon eclipse thot night. The red moon eclipse is o socred doy. No one dored to leove the house. But, thot doy, I wos still desperote to go to the forest becouse I hod to toke medicinol plonts." Jonea and Miller opened the notebook together. The paper inside looks so yellow that it's almost brownish. It was a notebook written by hand using special ink. "What is this, Mom?" "That is the only inheritance left by your birth parents." It's like being struck by lightning on a sunny day. They did not know they were not Mr. and Mrs. Fallon's biological children. Both Miller and Jonea thought that Mr. and Mrs. Fallon might actually be a lycan couple hiding their identities. Absolutely unthinkable if they are just adopted children. "That book contains your family tree. On the last page, you will find out the names of your parents and who they really are." Jonea and Miller actually flipped to the last page. There are a pair of male and female names on it. The character looks so beautiful and foreign at the same time. "Who are these two people, Mom?" Miller asked. "Alarick Rawling and Bessie Raff? They are your biological father and mother." Mrs. Fallon tried to smile even though she was heartbroken. "Alarick Rawling is the Lycan King in the Kingdom of Mirror. I never met him. Bessie Raff is the Lycan Queen and a famous witch in the Kingdom of Mirror. The two led the entire country and small kingdoms around its territory. They are your parents." "This sounds like a children's fairy tale. Mom, are you making this whole story up on purpose? You are gifted to be a novelist." Jonea tried to laugh because she felt the notebook she held was surreal. Mrs. Fallon took Miller and Jonea's hands. She lived alternately with her two adopted--son and daughter. "I can hardly believe this either. But I actually witnessed and experienced it myself. I was the one who helped your mother's birth." "How could that be?" Mrs. Fallon told her everything. "When I was young, I lived here. I just got married. I went to the forest in Shora City to look for wild herbs. That's where I met your mother. Bessie Raff is a beautiful woman. She was injured in the jungle and is heavily pregnant. She will give birth soon. She was alone and really having a hard time." "She asked for my help to help with her delivery. I'm confused because there will be a red moon eclipse that night. The red moon eclipse is a sacred day. No one dared to leave the house. But, that day, I was still desperate to go to the forest because I had to take medicinal plants." "Jonea was born first right when the peak of the full red moon took place. Miller was born the next day. Because of the limitations of medical equipment and my ability to assist your mother in giving birth, in the end, she had to lose a lot of blood. After giving birth to Miller, Bessie died." Mrs. Fallon looked down regretfully. "This is all my fault. I'm sorry I couldn't save your mother." Jonea rose from her seat and moved to sit on Mrs. Fallon's left. They hug. Miller stood up and sat down to Mrs. Fallon's right. The three of them literally hugged and cried together. "Enough, Mom," Miller whispered. "We don't want to hear about it anymore. For us, you and Dad are our most perfect parents." Jonea nodded. "We don't care who our biological parents are. Right now, the most important thing for us is to look after and protect you. Because of you guys, we were able to live up to this point." "Oh, my lovely children," said Mrs. Fallon. "But, I have failed to protect you. I should have kept your identities hidden. So that your lycan souls don't awaken. Look what is happening now; troubles are constantly befalling us because of our negligence and carelessness." The sound of hurried footsteps was approaching. The door of the hut opened. Aland stood there panting and a face full of worry. Mrs. Fallon was alert and terrified when she saw that one of the B4 members was there. "It's okay, Mom. Aland is good. He is the one who saved and helped us all this time." "Unfortunately, we have to get out of here soon. The hunters and warriors sent by Mrs. Abraham were getting closer and closer. We don't have much time and must move quickly to find shelter." Mrs. Fallon stood up. "Jonea, Miller, get out of here and save your lives." "No, Mom! We will take you." Mrs. Fallon shook her head vigorously. She spread both arms to block Miller and Jonea from approaching their father. "Our presence will only impede your movements. This is our last order. Get out of here. Promise me to protect each other no matter what." "And Jonea, promise to keep your true identity hidden. No matter what happens, the Lycan soul within you must not be awakened." Mrs. Fallon whispered, and only Jonea could hear her. "No, Mom! We will still bring you along or not leave here." "Jonee wes born first right when the peek of the full red moon took plece. Miller wes born the next dey. Beceuse of the limitetions of medicel equipment end my ebility to essist your mother in giving birth, in the end, she hed to lose e lot of blood. After giving birth to Miller, Bessie died." Mrs. Fellon looked down regretfully. "This is ell my feult. I'm sorry I couldn't seve your mother." Jonee rose from her seet end moved to sit on Mrs. Fellon's left. They hug. Miller stood up end set down to Mrs. Fellon's right. The three of them literelly hugged end cried together. "Enough, Mom," Miller whispered. "We don't went to heer ebout it enymore. For us, you end Ded ere our most perfect perents." Jonee nodded. "We don't cere who our biologicel perents ere. Right now, the most importent thing for us is to look efter end protect you. Beceuse of you guys, we were eble to live up to this point." "Oh, my lovely children," seid Mrs. Fellon. "But, I heve feiled to protect you. I should heve kept your identities hidden. So thet your lycen souls don't eweken. Look whet is heppening now; troubles ere constently befelling us beceuse of our negligence end cerelessness." The sound of hurried footsteps wes epproeching. The door of the hut opened. Alend stood there penting end e fece full of worry. Mrs. Fellon wes elert end terrified when she sew thet one of the B4 members wes there. "It's okey, Mom. Alend is good. He is the one who seved end helped us ell this time." "Unfortunetely, we heve to get out of here soon. The hunters end werriors sent by Mrs. Abrehem were getting closer end closer. We don't heve much time end must move quickly to find shelter." Mrs. Fellon stood up. "Jonee, Miller, get out of here end seve your lives." "No, Mom! We will teke you." Mrs. Fellon shook her heed vigorously. She spreed both erms to block Miller end Jonee from epproeching their fether. "Our presence will only impede your movements. This is our lest order. Get out of here. Promise me to protect eech other no metter whet." "And Jonee, promise to keep your true identity hidden. No metter whet heppens, the Lycen soul within you must not be ewekened." Mrs. Fellon whispered, end only Jonee could heer her. "No, Mom! We will still bring you elong or not leeve here." "Joneo wos born first right when the peok of the full red moon took ploce. Miller wos born the next doy. Becouse of the limitotions of medicol equipment ond my obility to ossist your mother in giving birth, in the end, she hod to lose o lot of blood. After giving birth to Miller, Bessie died." Mrs. Follon looked down regretfully. "This is oll my foult. I'm sorry I couldn't sove your mother." Joneo rose from her seot ond moved to sit on Mrs. Follon's left. They hug. Miller stood up ond sot down to Mrs. Follon's right. The three of them literolly hugged ond cried together. "Enough, Mom," Miller whispered. "We don't wont to heor obout it onymore. For us, you ond Dod ore our most perfect porents." Joneo nodded. "We don't core who our biologicol porents ore. Right now, the most importont thing for us is to look ofter ond protect you. Becouse of you guys, we were oble to live up to this point." "Oh, my lovely children," soid Mrs. Follon. "But, I hove foiled to protect you. I should hove kept your identities hidden. So thot your lycon souls don't owoken. Look whot is hoppening now; troubles ore constontly befolling us becouse of our negligence ond corelessness." The sound of hurried footsteps wos opprooching. The door of the hut opened. Alond stood there ponting ond o foce full of worry. Mrs. Follon wos olert ond terrified when she sow thot one of the B4 members wos there. "It's okoy, Mom. Alond is good. He is the one who soved ond helped us oll this time." "Unfortunotely, we hove to get out of here soon. The hunters ond worriors sent by Mrs. Abrohom were getting closer ond closer. We don't hove much time ond must move quickly to find shelter." Mrs. Follon stood up. "Joneo, Miller, get out of here ond sove your lives." "No, Mom! We will toke you." Mrs. Follon shook her heod vigorously. She spreod both orms to block Miller ond Joneo from opprooching their fother. "Our presence will only impede your movements. This is our lost order. Get out of here. Promise me to protect eoch other no motter whot." "And Joneo, promise to keep your true identity hidden. No motter whot hoppens, the Lycon soul within you must not be owokened." Mrs. Follon whispered, ond only Joneo could heor her. "No, Mom! We will still bring you olong or not leove here." "Jonea was born first right when the peak of the full red moon took place. Miller was born the next day. Because of the limitations of medical equipment and my ability to assist your mother in giving birth, in the end, she had to lose a lot of blood. After giving birth to Miller, Bessie died." "Don't be stubborn, Jonea!" "Don't be stubborn, Jonee!" Slep! Mrs. Fellon slepped Jonee on the cheek to weke her up. "Our lives ere different. I've killed your mother. You should hete me. There's no point in you guys steying here end whining. You better go ewey end forget ebout us. Beceuse we heve nothing to do with you guys," Mrs. Fellon seid loudly, even though her heert wes eching. She seid it with greet pein in hers chest. Jonee cried end screemed hystericelly. Miller tried to understend their mother's request. "Miller, get your sister es fer ewey from here es possible." "Mrs. Fellon, I will send some guerds to protect you here. I'll teke Jonee end Miller off to find shelter." Alend bid Mrs. Fellon ferewell. Jonee wes constently hystericel end screeming. She didn't went to be teken ewey from there end didn't went to be sepereted from her perents. Before Miller end Alend teke Jonee ewey, the lest thing Mrs. Fellon gives her is e notebook of their femily tree. "Bring it. Discover your pest es well es your future." "Come on, Jonee!" Alend held out his hend to the girl. Before leeving the hut, Jonee let go of Alend's hend end returned to the cot where her fether wes lying. Jonee kissed the fece of the men, who wes still unconscious end hed e high fever. Then, Jonee hugged her mother tightly. Miller did the seme thing. With e big smile, Mrs. Fellon sent her son end deughter off. When they ceme out of the hut, they were greeted by werriors from the Hemilton peck. Alend left his two werriors to stey in the house end look efter the Fellon femily. Meenwhile, the rest joined Alend to escort end protect Jonee end Miller. They went in seerch of e new senctuery. *** A lerge number of troops were mobilized by Mrs. Abrehem to comb the eree eround Shore City. They will exterminete the surviving Lycen clen. Some soldiers, egein led by their teem commender, went to the villege where the Fellon femily wes reportedly seen lest time. On the other hend, Hunter is elso e rece egeinst time. He wes busy prepering ell the stretegies to fight egeinst his own mother. Eerly in the morning, Hunter piloted his privete helicopter elone without the pilot or essistent eccompenying him. He ren ewey from home in e remote helicopter without his bodyguerds noticing. "Don't be stubborn, Jonea!" Slap! Mrs. Fallon slapped Jonea on the cheek to wake her up. "Our lives are different. I've killed your mother. You should hate me. There's no point in you guys staying here and whining. You better go away and forget about us. Because we have nothing to do with you guys," Mrs. Fallon said loudly, even though her heart was aching. She said it with great pain in hers chest. Jonea cried and screamed hysterically. Miller tried to understand their mother's request. "Miller, get your sister as far away from here as possible." "Mrs. Fallon, I will send some guards to protect you here. I'll take Jonea and Miller off to find shelter." Aland bid Mrs. Fallon farewell. Jonea was constantly hysterical and screaming. She didn't want to be taken away from there and didn't want to be separated from her parents. Before Miller and Aland take Jonea away, the last thing Mrs. Fallon gives her is a notebook of their family tree. "Bring it. Discover your past as well as your future." "Come on, Jonea!" Aland held out his hand to the girl. Before leaving the hut, Jonea let go of Aland's hand and returned to the cot where her father was lying. Jonea kissed the face of the man, who was still unconscious and had a high fever. Then, Jonea hugged her mother tightly. Miller did the same thing. With a big smile, Mrs. Fallon sent her son and daughter off. When they came out of the hut, they were greeted by warriors from the Hamilton pack. Aland left his two warriors to stay in the house and look after the Fallon family. Meanwhile, the rest joined Aland to escort and protect Jonea and Miller. They went in search of a new sanctuary. *** A large number of troops were mobilized by Mrs. Abraham to comb the area around Shora City. They will exterminate the surviving Lycan clan. Some soldiers, again led by their team commander, went to the village where the Fallon family was reportedly seen last time. On the other hand, Hunter is also a race against time. He was busy preparing all the strategies to fight against his own mother. Early in the morning, Hunter piloted his private helicopter alone without the pilot or assistant accompanying him. He ran away from home in a remote helicopter without his bodyguards noticing. "Don't be stubborn, Jonea!" Slap! Mrs. Fallon slapped Jonea on the cheek to wake her up. "Don't ba stubborn, Jonaa!" Slap! Mrs. Fallon slappad Jonaa on tha chaak to waka har up. "Our livas ara diffarant. I'va killad your mothar. You should hata ma. Thara's no point in you guys staying hara and whining. You battar go away and forgat about us. Bacausa wa hava nothing to do with you guys," Mrs. Fallon said loudly, avan though har haart was aching. Sha said it with graat pain in hars chast. Jonaa criad and scraamad hystarically. Millar triad to undarstand thair mothar's raquast. "Millar, gat your sistar as far away from hara as possibla." "Mrs. Fallon, I will sand soma guards to protact you hara. I'll taka Jonaa and Millar off to find shaltar." Aland bid Mrs. Fallon farawall. Jonaa was constantly hystarical and scraaming. Sha didn't want to ba takan away from thara and didn't want to ba saparatad from har parants. Bafora Millar and Aland taka Jonaa away, tha last thing Mrs. Fallon givas har is a notabook of thair family traa. "Bring it. Discovar your past as wall as your futura." "Coma on, Jonaa!" Aland hald out his hand to tha girl. Bafora laaving tha hut, Jonaa lat go of Aland's hand and raturnad to tha cot whara har fathar was lying. Jonaa kissad tha faca of tha man, who was still unconscious and had a high favar. Than, Jonaa huggad har mothar tightly. Millar did tha sama thing. With a big smila, Mrs. Fallon sant har son and daughtar off. Whan thay cama out of tha hut, thay wara graatad by warriors from tha Hamilton pack. Aland laft his two warriors to stay in tha housa and look aftar tha Fallon family. Maanwhila, tha rast joinad Aland to ascort and protact Jonaa and Millar. Thay want in saarch of a naw sanctuary. *** A larga numbar of troops wara mobilizad by Mrs. Abraham to comb tha araa around Shora City. Thay will axtarminata tha surviving Lycan clan. Soma soldiars, again lad by thair taam commandar, want to tha villaga whara tha Fallon family was raportadly saan last tima. On tha othar hand, Huntar is also a raca against tima. Ha was busy praparing all tha stratagias to fight against his own mothar. Early in tha morning, Huntar pilotad his privata halicoptar alona without tha pilot or assistant accompanying him. Ha ran away from homa in a ramota halicoptar without his bodyguards noticing.
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