The Moon Goddess and Her Mate

In a forest on Earth and far from the crowds,

“I am glad you came here, my love. I thought you would never come again.” A handsome young man said softly to an immortal goddess standing to his left. When he heard these words, Chief Agbazarth rolled his eyes while the girl was silent for a few seconds, and then she shook her head.

“I experienced something strange while in the palace, so I decided to come to Earth immediately.” The virgin spoke while observing the faces of her mortal guy and a middle-aged man standing in front of her, even though they were not too close.

“What was that?” asked the eldest son of Lebrazht Lugthna and Norah Bitnantzh. He was filled with curiosity because the pale-faced woman had just given an interesting statement.

“I got a tip that someone was burning the forest, and many wolves died because of it. So, I immediately came here and wanted to check it out in person,” answered Atvertha in a serious tone.

“I thought you did not come to meet my son because you were arranged for marriage by an immortal god, Atvertha.” The fifty-four-year-old man responded to the Moon Goddess’ words, so the brown-haired young man suddenly looked sharply at his father, but the man normally acted as if nothing had happened. Lebrazht deliberately mentioned the name of the opposite sex without mentioning ‘Goddess’ as a human being like him to the immortal goddess should do.

“Regarding matchmaking, I do not know if they do that, Mr. Lugthna. One thing is for sure: I am being given intensive training by Mom and Dad because the day to test my abilities is approaching.” A thin-browed girl was not affected by these provocative words. Atvertha still called Armen’s biological father ‘Mr. Lugthna’, so that the man becomes embarrassed, even though this situation only lasts for a few moments.

“So, if there were no clues, then you would not come to us? Are you going to play Armen?” The man, who is one hundred and eighty-five centimetres tall, again asked two new questions. This time, his tone sounded fiercer because he could not bear to suppress the resentment stored in his heart.

“Dad! What are you talking about?” Armen did not agree with these questions, but Atvertha instead looked at the person he was talking to with an expressionless expression, and then a strange aura emerged from her body, making it seem scary.

“I never played with Armen’s feelings. My parents gave me intensive lessons, and that was beyond my abilities.” A girl with a sharp nose answered all the questions given by Lebrazht. However, these answers did not satisfy Norah Bitnantzh’s husband.

“Nonsense! You were born as a goddess, so there is no way you have to study to become an immortal goddess.” Lebrazht denied it, so his behaviour made Armen very embarrassed, as well as uncomfortable with his lovely lady.

“Dad!” Armen could not bear to defend Atvertha, but the girl turned to him and then shook her head. This gesture made the young man give up his intentions and try to be patient in facing the harsh nature of his biological father.

“Armen is your son. He was born as the son of the Chief of the Agbazarth Tribe, but why does he have to keep learning from you so that one day he can replace your position?” The smart girl actually turned the question around so that the man who liked to think negatively about everything as soon as possible fell silent because he could not answer.

“Honey, do your parents know about our relations?” Armen deliberately diverted the conversation so that the two-hundred-and-seventy-year-old girl immediately directed her attention to him.

“I do not know. One thing I know is Mom once said not to look for a mortal guy as my mate, but feelings cannot be forced.” The violet-eyed girl again remembered the words of warning given by the Sun Goddess, so she began to feel a strange premonition, which pointed to the possibility of Lord Toghnath and her parents’ intervention in the forest fire.

“If it is true like that, then my original suspicion was correct, am I right? Your parents must have set you up with an immortal god, so they suspect strange behaviour. It could be that both of them had followed you here, and when they found out about your relationship with Armen, they were furious?” Lebrazht again gave his insights to the Queen of Witches.

“Dad! Do not say nonsense!” Armen shook his head angrily.

Armen did not seem to understand the way his father thought, who appeared to keep cornering his beloved girl. However, Atvertha felt the opposite because that girl suspected her parents were involved but had not found any evidence at all.

The virgin goddess turned to Lebrazht. “I did not think about it that way, Mr. Lugthna. I was given very little time to rest because most of it was spent studying. My mother is the Ruler of the Sun, so before officially handing over all the affairs of the evening to me, she handles everything alone.”

Lebrazht’s expression changed. He looked pale because he did not expect the information given by the opposite sex. “W… what? So… you are… you are Goddess Avtexia’s daughter?”

“Yes, I am. I am Goddess Avtexia’s only daughter.” That slender girl confirmed this, so the man, who had a facial resemblance to the eldest son, immediately remained silent. Armen witnessed Lebrazht’s strange behaviour and became confused because of it.

“What happened, Dad? What happened to Atvertha’s mother?” Armen frowned, but the middle-aged man did not answer yet. When that brave guy observed Atvertha’s face, the girl looked calm and did not show any emotions.

“She… she was not an ordinary goddess. Once, my father told me that she had unusual powers: dark and light. She was one of the immortal goddesses who was respected among the gods and goddesses, both in the Upper World and in the Underworld. No one dares to look for trouble with him because of the power she has.”

Armen was silent for a long time, trying to digest his father’s words. Meanwhile, Atvertha looked in another direction and saw the spirits of wolves that had been burned to death. They were within twenty meters of where he was. These spirits were white but transparent, so ordinary mortals would not be aware of their existence.

The wolf spirits paid their respects to the goddess, and Atvertha nodded once as a sign of acceptance. Lebrazht and Armen subconsciously looked at the silver-haired woman. They were both confused because the girl’s gaze was directed at a tree where no one was there.

A gentle breeze began to feel on the skin of the father and son. Armen could not hide his anxiety because of the strange attitude of the opposite sex, who seemed to be busy with other things, precisely with things invisible to his eyes. “My love? Are you okay?”

The wallflower girl turned her gaze towards her beloved mortal guy. “I am okay.”

“At… Goddess Atvertha… what is your plan?” A man with thick eyebrows stuttered when he was about to ask the Crossroads Lady. Lebrazht was forced to attach the word ‘Goddess’ to the young lady, especially after he learned the fact that his eldest son’s lover was the daughter of the Goddess Avtexia.

“I suspect that the fire that happened today was the work of an immortal god, and he was collaborating with my parents,” Atvertha answered; however, she did not want to provide detailed information regarding the involvement of the God of War with her interlocutor.

“Does Goddess Atvertha have proof yet?” Lebrazht tried to find out more information.

“I do not have proof yet, but I am sure they did that.” The desire to return to the palace had disappeared because she was annoyed with the attitude of her parents, who really supported Toghnath in approaching her, even though the virgin was never interested or liked that playboy god.

“Honey, in my opinion, do not be rash in your judgments. Who knows, your parents might not do that.” A thirty-five-year-old man tried to ensure that his beloved woman did not make the wrong decision.

“No, Armen. I am very sure that my parents are definitely involved because they have been acting strangely. I know that it is like they are hiding something and imposing long study hours all of a sudden.” Atvertha remained adamant about her opinion, so the burly man spontaneously shook his head.

“If you have real evidence, you can confront them. It is best if you act normal, my love, so they do not get suspicious.” Armen suggested Atvertha.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

“No. I want to stay here, on Earth. I am sick of living in Dad’s palace. There is no peace there at all.” The maiden rejected the idea, so the two mortal men stared at each other.

“Goddess Atvertha, I suggest you not to do it. If your parents know about your and Armen’s relationship, especially since Goddess Avtexia does not like mortals, then do not let them harm my son or, worse, the Agbazarth Tribe. As mortals, you will definitely lose if you have to fight immortal gods and goddesses because you are alone and have no alliance.” Lebrazht again remembered the words of warning from the Tree, so he tried hard to prevent bad things from happening to his family and the tribe he led.

“My dad was right, honey. If your mom and dad do not agree with our relationship, then we will face them together, but in peace. Do not let war arise in the first place.” Armen responded to his father’s words. Atvertha only listened to the aspirations expressed by the two mortal men and did not comment at all.

The atmosphere in the forest was quiet again because the conversation had stopped. That beautiful girl lifted her face upwards so she could see the blue sky and Lord Helion’s palace. Her parents did not realize that Atvertha had left there. Meanwhile, the two adult men who were near the Moon Goddess looked at each other again as if they could not wait to get an answer from the opposite sex, but they did not dare to start doing that.

I am really sorry because I have not been able to revive the dead wolves. Mom still needs to teach me that, but I doubt she will do it. Now, should I follow the advice of Armen and his father? I have yet to find any evidence, but I am too lazy to go back to the palace. What should I do? Atvertha thought while still looking at the sky.

After several minutes of silence, the violet-eyed woman no longer looked at the same object because her attention was focused on Armen and Lebrazht. “Mr. Lugthna and Armen. I have decided, I will-”

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