The Moon Goddess and Her Mate

A few moments later, in a forest on Earth,

A silver-haired woman had arrived at the destination area. However, it seemed that the girl looked around instead, as if she wanted to make sure that she was in the correct location.

“Why is it so quiet here? Even though I am standing not far from Armen’s house. Could it be that they go to where the pack of wolves lives? But, in a dream, Datzha said that Toghnath had burned down the place where they lived. If so, I would better ask the Air Spirit.”

The young lady raised her right hand, then brought her palm towards her face, saying in a low voice, “O tagreth spirtzuth, tatmanth te oghtiz!” [1]

When she had finished saying these words, as soon as possible, Atvertha blew on the palm of her right hand, and not long after, there was a fairly roar of wind, as time went on, the wind formed a vortex, but no figure appeared there. The immortal goddess just watched without wanting to say a word.

“Are you the Moon Goddess?” A strange sound began to be heard, but it did not appear.

“Yes, I am. I am the Moon Goddess.” A woman with thin eyebrows continued to think about the fate of Armen and the wolves, whose whereabouts she did not yet know.

“What can I do for you, O Moon Goddess? It is an honour to meet you, and I am ready to help.”

“Air Spirit, you definitely know what is going on in this forest because every air spirit has its own territory, including you.” The pale-faced virgin began to ask questions in order to gather information from the spirit she was talking to.

“You are right, Goddess. Today, an immortal god set fire to the forest, so many wolves died. This incident was unexpected because they did not look for trouble with any god at all.” The Air Spirit confirmed the words of the virgin lady. However, Atvertha wanted other, more in-depth information.

“Do you know where the Agbazarth Tribe people inhabit this forest? What are they doing, and where can I meet Armen?” Atvertha looked impatient because she just wanted to rush there immediately.

“I saw them going towards the Three-Color Lake. Not all of them went there because the ones who were told to go by the Chieftain were only adult men, including their High Priest. Armen was also there and was busy helping treat the wounds of several wolves still alive, even though they were injured.” The disembodied spirit continues to provide the necessary information.

The slender woman was silent for a few seconds, and then an idea flashed through her mind. The gentle breeze touched the goddess’s dress, and the quiet atmosphere in the place made everything strange. “How many wolves are left?”

“From my observations, the number of surviving wolves is around-”

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A few moments later,

A violet-eyed girl had arrived at the Three-colored Lake area mentioned by the Air Spirit. She saw many people there; some were treating several injured wolves, and some were busy with other activities. No one was aware of the presence of the only daughter of the couple, Lord Helion and Goddess Avtexia.

“Where is Armen? Why is he not here?” Atvertha muttered, looking around.

Just as Atvertha finished saying those words, a beautiful young girl passed in front of her. She was not alone because there was a man with him. “Brother, where is Armen? I did not find him.”

When she heard that name, without further ado, the pink-lipped woman turned her head. “Atlanta? Is she not the girl Armen was betrothed to?” Atvertha said to herself, then followed the two mortals.

The blonde woman looked beautiful in a light brown dress and was carrying a basket filled with food and drinks. Atlanta looked sullen because she had not found the man she loved. “Armen is in the forest with the others. He is helping to bury the bodies of several wolves that died in the fire. Why did you come here, Atlanta? I thought only men were allowed to come, and females just stay at home?”

The young lady stopped walking and began paying attention to the surrounding situation. This action confused the opposite sex, so he also did the same action. Atlanta turned towards her older brother, then said in a low voice, “I want to give him food and drink. I heard news from Dad if he… he had a special relationship with a girl, so I have to be able to grab his attention so I can make him mine.”NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

The Queen of Witches stared sharply at that mortal female. Meanwhile, the red-haired man smiled, then shook his head several times. “You really want to compete with an immortal goddess, eh? Forget about Armen, my sweet pumpkin. I will find a handsome young man who suits you. How about Agtheo? He is nice, though.”

Atlanta shook her head, which annoyed the Moon Goddess, but Atvertha remained patient and silent. “I just want Armen. He is much better than Agtheo.”

“So, what would you do now? Do you still want to wait for Armen or go home?” The man, who had a height of one hundred and eighty-eight centimetres tall, asked seriously.

“I want to go to the forest, but then Dad will be angry, so it is better for me just to wait here.” The hazel-eyed woman sighed and looked disappointed because she could not go to Armen’s location.

“Okay. I will go there so that Dad will not look for me. Be careful, my little pumpkin. You would better go home so you can accompany Mom.” A twenty-seven-year-old man seemed worried about his sister’s condition, but Atlanta shook her head, so the young man frowned.

“No. I do not want to do it, Brother. I just want to wait, so when they are finished there, I can immediately offer Armen the food and drinks I made.” The oval-faced girl remained firm in her stance so that the opposite sex could not force her anymore.

“Okay, if you say so. I will go first. Take care.” As soon as possible, the burly man turned around, and the girl just waved. Atvertha left immediately, even though she still resented the mortal woman.

The girl still tried to tease Armen, even though she knew that my man already had a special relationship with me. This situation cannot be allowed! I do not want Atlanta to steal my mortal guy! Atvertha was determined and very annoyed with the attitude of the fifth daughter of the couple, Archer Detmotriath and Aife Gathmunth, who was considered too aggressive.

In less than a minute, Atvertha had arrived in the forest area where a pack of wolves lived. She saw many mature men and quite a few middle-aged ones. They were busy cleaning the area. Not a few men hoped the ground was a little, and some carried the carcasses of dead wolves.

The virgin goddess was looking for someone, and the mortals kept passing by without knowing that an immortal goddess was in their midst. “Where is Armen?”

A woman who could see in the dark saw a man who looked familiar. She immediately walked there without hesitation, and her longing for her lover became even more unstoppable. Meanwhile, Armen was seen staring at several wolf carcasses not far from where he was standing. “Is that all?” he asked to a man who had just laid out a fresh wolf carcass.

“I can’t say for sure, Armen. I-”

Before the man had time to finish his words, their attention was diverted because someone said, “Armen. How are you?”

The name’s owner suddenly gasped, as did the person he was talking to. Everyone there, especially those standing near Armen, felt the same way, and no one spoke as if the girl had bewitched all the mortals there.

Armen realized, then moved closer to the opposite sex. When she arrived there, without further ado, the young man hugged his beloved lover in front of all his tribe members. “I miss you, honey. Where have you been?”

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[1] O tagreth spirtzuth, tatmanth te oghtiz! = O, Air Spirit, come here!