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SEVENTY EIGHT

LAUREL’s POV

I hurry along the broken path of the Dark Forest, following the scent of the man who had recently walked before me. The scent of the man I love, Helios Morningstar.

And as the western sky turns to a dull orange, I pick up my pace. I have an inkling something has gone wrong. Many steps later, the full moon starts to rise in the east, touching the top of the barren trees with a silver, haunting glow. The branches sway in the breeze, as if shaking their heads and saying, “No, Laurel, you must not go.”

I reach a stream, one that I have never seen before and notice that it flows red. Blood. But whose?

I frown and am just about to kneel and check it out when I hear footsteps. Panicked and urgent ones. Their scents are familiar and in an instant, I am back up on my feet to see two figures pushing past the dead branches and stumbling towards me.

“Ares! Diego!” I call out. Relief washes over me like a tsunami, Ares is alive!

“Laurel!” Ares cried out, pushing Diego out of the
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Joy Teo
Thanks Christie, I hope you'll enjoy the upcoming chapters too :)
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Christie Payne
Damit lol its getting real good
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