Ebonmoon

Chapter 3

•In this chapter, you will discover some scenes from the *Ebonmoon* book.

•The Ebonmoon book Jungkook is reading will be in italics.

•Read carefully.

•You will get some hints for future chapters.

•It might be confusing now, but slowly everything will become clear.

•Read slowly so that you won't miss the hints.

•Happy reading, Enjoy!!!

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Jungkook was sitting beside his window, the book Ebonmoon on his lap. He ran his hand over the cover of the book, blankly looking at it.

The weather was calm but cold and windy. Jungkook slowly opened the book. The letters were curved beautifully.

He began reading and soon got lost in the ocean of Ebonmoon.

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All around were green leaves, lush grass, clear water, a vast blue sky, and birds chirping. The sun peeked through the leaves, casting wide beams of light. An almighty alpha lay beside a serene lake under a giant tree. The fresh, invigorating scent of nature filled the alpha's lungs as he breathed calmly.

The alpha had one hand under his head, the other resting on his stomach. One leg lay straight on the ground, the other bent at the knee.

He relaxed, taking in nature's scents, calming himself. Suddenly, a soothing fragrance reached his nose, giving him goosebumps. He slowly opened his eyes. Gazing at the leaves and the sky peeking through, he said,

"You are late, my lady."

"My apologies, Your Highness. I was delayed by some medicinal potion."

The alpha chuckled softly, his deep voice resonating warmth. "Always the diligent healer," he remarked, turning his head slightly to see the approaching figure.

She emerged from the shadows of the trees, her silhouette framed by dappled sunlight. Her presence was ethereal, with an aura of peacefulness that always seemed to follow her. As she stepped closer, the delicate scent of flowers mingled with herbs and magic grew stronger.

The witch smiled, her eyes meeting his with a mixture of fondness and amusement. "Someone has to keep you in check, Your Highness," she teased gently, kneeling beside him and placing a small satchel of herbs on the ground.

He propped himself up on one elbow, studying her intently. "And what trouble have you encountered this time, my witch?"

She sighed, brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "A rare plant, one that holds the key to a potent antidote. It’s stubborn, resistant to all my usual methods. But I will not be defeated by a mere plant."

The alpha’s eyes sparkled with admiration. "Your determination is unmatched. I have no doubt you will succeed."

They shared a moment of silence, the natural symphony of the forest enveloping them. The alpha reached out, gently taking her hand in his. "I missed you," he confessed, his voice soft and sincere.

The witch’s expression softened, and she squeezed his hand gently. "And I, you," she replied, her tone matching his tenderness.

As they sat together, the bond between them felt palpable, a connection that transcended the ordinary. The alpha, a figure of strength and leadership, found solace and peace in the presence of the witch, a beacon of wisdom and compassion.