The Moon Goddess' Chosen

116 Chapter One Hundred Sixteen

Laying by the pool and taking a sip of nectar, the drink of the gods... The moon goddess relished the taste of it on her tongue. It was only rarely that she got to enjoy a meal. The gods didn’t need much nourishment and so every meal was for the sake of pleasing their tastebuds... She’d watched the entire fight that happened and was trying her best to keep her moods up. Nothing was going right... She knew her call with granting Ashley a rebirth as Katie’s wolf was the right one, but that had only gotten the girl to accept her wolf in the middle of battle.

Had it not been for that, Katie would have not managed to even meet the Rogue King. However, now that Katie had survived the near-death experience, she was stuck in a wheelchair which was the opposite of what she wanted to happen. The sound of footsteps caught her attention. Her husband walked up to her with a platter of heaven’s finest ambrosia... “I don’t like this,” she began.

“Oh, you mean the ambrosia... I could just take it back or eat it all on my own,” Seth replied, threatening to retrace his steps.

“Ugh, Seth, you know what I mean. The girl... What in the world is she doing?” Celeste screamed at nothing in particular. Seth walked up to her and moved the glass of nectar far from her so that she didn’t spill the drink. The goddess sighed, “How can you be so calm?”

“Well, I don’t exactly know everything that’s going on... I saw her getting hit. And now she’s recovering, what’s the problem?” he asked her, trying to see what he was missing.

“My chosen ones do not take that long to heal. Cole doesn’t even know what wounds on his body look like,” she groaned, “I’ve checked the girl’s body myself. She has no injuries left. Her body is in pristine condition... if not, she’s even better than she’d been before.”

“Really... Wait, you checked her. You know you’re not supposed to interfere again. After what you did the last time...”

“Relax Seth. I didn’t do anything like that. I just had Ashley tell me what’s going on with the girl’s body. There isn’t even an injury in the girl’s body and from what I could tell, she was supposed to be stronger after pushing herself past the limit like that,” she explained.

Seth walked up to the pond the goddess was lying beside and looked down at the scene that was playing. The Sirius royal family had finally been reunited with their daughter, “Oh, isn’t that reunion touching. They are even about to show her about the capital,” the man swooned.
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“That’s not helping... You know what... We should ask an expert,” she finally concluded, her resolve shining through the mind link they shared.

“Wait, you don’t mean your brother?” he asked only to realise how foolish a question it was, “Oh, come on, Celeste. Wasn’t involving the Lord of the Underworld too much, to begin with?”

“I am not involving any of them in this war. I’m just going to them for advice and a few favours. In truth, they aren’t interfering in the war below,” she was quick to defend herself.

“Of course, you keep telling yourself that,” Seth groaned, taking a bite of the ambrosia on his plate before placing it down and following his mate... After he’d caught up with her quick steps, he asked, “So when are we starting a family? Just hypothetically speaking...”

“We are immortal, Seth. That could as well as be after the war is over and humans are living together with werewolves in peace and harmony,” she said to him, pushing the large doors of the palace open and walking out to the courtyard. The man made sure to keep up the pace as the woman seemed to be in a hurry.

“WHAT?!! But that’s probably two more centuries from now,” he complained, skipping over his implication that Katie would not be able to end the war in the time that she had.

“No... you humans really have an odd way of looking at the time. Just think of it this way, whether we have children now or in hundred years, they’ll all grow in an instant and stay like that for all eternity, undying... If you were planning on raising them and instilling things like morals and ideas into their heads, think again,” she explained.

“You make it sound so dark and boring...” Even after being brought back as her divine spouse, she still treated him like a human whenever he used human concepts with her.

“Yeah, I guess you could say it is... You’re not the first one to want a child amongst the gods. Maybe we’d actually get blessed with a child who doesn’t grow so fast. It’s happened before...” she shrugged, “But that’s not a conversation we are supposed to be having now of all times.”

In a flash of light that engulfed the two of them, the goddess and her spouse vanished from the castle courtyard, reaching their destination in barely a blink of an eye. To human eyes, this would have been a random shooting star streaking across the sky. The gods couldn’t bother themselves with such details anyways.

“What’s with this place?” Seth covered his eyes when he realised the palace they were visiting gleamed brightly with a flash of golden brilliance. He couldn’t keep his eyes open at the sight of it. It was like staring into the sun...

“I forgot you still have some of your mortal quirks... You might want to look at it more before we land. It is the sun, you know,” she said to him.

“I am not going to try and understand what you have just said,” he exclaimed and kept his eyes trained on the bright structure until his eyes adjusted, allowing him to view it much better. When they landed, the brilliance of the palace was all but gone and it now stood normal. It was still gold, but didn’t hurt to look at...

“He likes being flashy. Reminds me of a certain werewolf king,” the moon goddess said, continuing the walk to the entrance like nothing had happened. Seth strained to get his bearings right and catch up to the goddess. This was the difference between a hero and a goddess.




“What are you going to tell him?” he asked her, wondering what she was cooking up this time.

“Hush, I need to figure that out before we find him,” she said to him. One more look at her face told him all he needed to know. The moon goddess was beautiful and even more so to werewolves that they’d lose much of their thinking speed just by staring at her. However, after being reborn as her spouse, he could look through those charms and discern her expressions. She was stuck in thought on whatever she was supposed to be telling her brother...

He never got tired of watching her at work. The moon goddess was serious as long as it came to her creation and for two centuries, she’d been working to bring them out of their oppression. The gods were restricted from doing a lot when it came to mortals and they both knew that, but it didn’t mean they were exempted from providing indirect help and this was what the moon goddess had been learning to perfect.

After walking through the palace for what felt like ages, they finally found the room that exuded the most divine energy. This was only possible when a god was not trying to make themselves known to the people around them. Celeste pushed the large doors of what she’d now come to know as the Sun god’s laboratory.

The male god stayed unfazed at his worktable looking through a microscope at whatever his current project was, barely sparing them any attention. Celeste, however, had expected this to be their invitation in and she walked up to him and stood on the other side of the table he was working from.

“Nice to see you pay me a visit, dear...” the man stopped when he saw her, “Oh, you... What do you want, Celeste?”

“A proper greeting would have started this off quite smoothly,” she replied.

“And yet the sun must still set and the moon must still rise. I am a busy man, you know. Especially when I’m working on a new plague to set on those darling humans down there,” he mused, taking a look at the telescope once more with a mischievous smile.

The god, Apollo... He went by many titles... The god of plagues, the god of music, the god of Archery, the god of Prophecy, the god of the Sun, the god of Medicine, the god of poetry, the god of light, the god of truth among other things that the god loved about himself. For all Celeste knew, he could have also been the god of all men that loved boasting about their good looks.