Hunted Hybrid – Aegis War Saga 1


    <b>Chapter </b><b>106 </b>


    A fluffy red fox was indeed sitting directly in front of Dax, tail curled neatly around its feet, tilting its head at him like he was the most confusing creature it had ever seen.


    “You’re loud,” the fox said…its voice echoing straight into my mind.


    Daxon blinked. “Did… did he just say I’m loud?”


    1 grinned. “Yup. Sounds about right.”


    “Oh gods,” he muttered. “I speak forest now too?”


    “You do,” I said, full of pride. “Wee to the club.”


    He crouched down, eyes wide as the fox trotted closer and sniffed his knee<b>. </b>“You’re hers,” it said, nodding once. “You’ll do.”


    Daxon looked up at me. “He said I’ll do. El, am I being interviewed by a fox right now?”


    “You’re passing,” Iughed.


    A few paces away, Ash was still as stone, staring at the thick trunk of a gnarled old tree. I tilted my head, and then felt the vibration ripple through the air. <fn61e9> This content belongs to findnovel</fn61e9>


    He was listening. To a tree. He blinked slowly and turned toward me, eyes wide. “She remembers L <b>as </b>a baby.”


    I choked on a gasp. “What?”


    “The tree. She said he used to nap against her roots.”


    L<b>, </b>standing just behind me, smiled softly. “Aye. I remember that.”


    I pressed, a hand to my heart, overwhelmed. The forest knew them. Recognized them. And they were beginning to listen back.


    “I want to give something back,” I whispered. So I did.


    I found a patch of untouched earth near a bend in the stream and knelt down. The moonstone around my neck pulsed, and my magic surged up like a geyser of pure, sacred energy.


    “Help me,” I whispered to the earth.


    I pressed both palms to the ground and let my magic pour into it, weaving intention with power, love with protection, life with light. This would be a garden. Not just any garden, but a Moon Garden. Blessed by the earth and moon both.


    A ce where the rarest herbs, ones used to heal and protect, could grow freely. Moonlilies<b>, </b>Spiritshade, Goldenroot, Whisperleaf. These herbs were well known in the magical realm for being able to heal just about anything. Problem was<b>, </b>they only bloomed during certain moons and phases and conditions, making them extremely difficult to collect. So I created the conditions magically, right here.


    All of them bloomed before my eyes, curling out of the soil like they’d just been waiting for me. Behind me, I heard gasps<b>. </b>Tiny ones.


    <b>14:58 </b><b>Sat</b>, Oct <b>4 </b>


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    I turned and found a circle of children, coven kids, staring with wide, sparkling eyes. Their cheeks were flushed, eyes alight, and they inched forward <b>like </b>I was some kind of unicorn.


    “Is it real? one girl whispered.


    I smiled and beckoned her closer. “It’s real. Want to help me take care of it?” The kids squealed with glee and rushed forward.


    I showed them how to touch the nts gently, how to listen to their hum, how to feel their magic. We sang to the soil together, hands covered in dirt and joy. One tiny boy asked if he could nt a moonflower<b>, </b>and I let him, whispering a blessing into the seed as he buried <ol><li>it. </li></ol>


    Daxon and Ash leaned against a tree nearby, both looking like they’d been hit by a truck full of wonder,


    “She’s not just magic,* Ash said quietly. “She is magic.”


    L stepped up behind me, brushing dirt off my cheek with a smile. “Mo ghrá… ye’re changin‘ the world one bloom at a time.”


    Isolde and ric arrived not long after, and their expressions when they saw the garden? Fucking priceless. Isolde’s hand clutched her chest like she might actually keel over from sheer awe. “Blessed stars above,ss… this will save so many lives.”


    ric simply nodded, his eyes wet. “Ye’re a gift from the gods.”


    And maybe I was. Or maybe I was just a girl trying to make the world a little softer in the middle of a storm. Either way<b>… </b>this was my ce. Among the dirt. The moonlight. Theughter of children and the whispers of trees.


    I was Elowen Skye Thorne.


    Chosen by the Moon.


    Blessed by the Earth.


    And finally, fucking finally, I felt like I was bing exactly who I was always meant to be.


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