Mag-log inLeah’s POVI've been waiting, my mind still rising with different thoughts. I tried to sleep but I couldn't. Wind burst inside and I scrambled backward wrapping the wool blanket tight around my chest as a shadow stepped into the doorway. “Julian?” I called before I looked up and froze… It was Lucien.He stood there soaked completely, mud caked across his clothes, and blood dripped steadily from his knuckles onto the floor. His shirt was shredded across his chest, revealing pale skin covered in bruising. But it was his eyes that stopped my heart. They were not his usual and they weren't red so he wasn't in control. The color I saw was a blinding gold mixed with red… if red was his wolf then who was this? "Lucien…?" My voice was barely a breath, choked off in my throat and Julian reached out instantly on hearing his name. He drew his blade, stepping directly between me and the doorway."Stay behind me, Leah!" Julian yelled, shifting himself into a combative mode. "How the hell did you
Lucien’s POV"Get the hell off me!"I slammed my back against the shattered pillar as I staggered through the yard, shoving Adrian’s hands away so hard he staggered back two paces into the mud."Lucien? You all, stand down!" Uncle Owen yelled, as he noticed it was me was standing there. He stepped in front of me, holding up a glass vial filled with a glowing blue tonic. "Your blood is boiling hot, Lucien! If you don't swallow this sedative right now. You need the strength we wouldn't want you heart to burst before midnight!"I let out a laugh, now he wanted me alive to fight off the ambush? It was funny how this wanted me dead a few moments ago. He definitely deserved the best uncle award of the year. "Touch me again, Owen, and I'll tear your arm from your shoulder," I snarled, my teeth grinding together so hard my jaw throbbed. I remember that the high priest had come and told me to too do anything that stress me else the curse marks would never fade, but after I had that Julian took
ome?Leah’s POVJust then Julian's men came and stood around us. “Let's go.” One of them muttered and Julian yanked my wrist hard, nearly pulling me off my feet. “No, wait.”I turned my head back to look at Lucien but Julian just wouldn't stop pulling me. Two Blackwood enforcers ran toward but three Blood-Moon fighters cut them off in a sudden clash of metal.Lucien was still down on one knee in the mud. He clutched his chest, gasping for breath, he didn't raise his sword. He just stayed there with his head hanging low, collapsing right in front of me."Julian, wait!" I pleaded, my knees thubbing. "He's dropping!""We have to go!" Julian snapped, wrenching me past the shattered stone gate and into the trees. "We stay here, we die!" Would Lucien bare to kill me? If I left with Julian and came back on my own would it be okay?My clothes were soaking, but Julian kept dragging me uphill.My heart was beating nonstop and every step away from the estate made an ache start deep in my stomac
Leah’s POV"Keep moving, Leah!"Julian’s hands were tight around my wrist, dragging me hard through the mud of the eastern yard. Rain came down hard immediately we reached outside and it felt like icy needles, stinging my face. "Julian, slow down!" I gasped, my shoes slipping in the mud as I tried to keep my footing. "You're pulling too hard!""We don't have time!" Julian yelled over the chaos, his jaw clenched as he scanned the tree line ahead. "My men are holding the back gate open! Once we reach the woods, we're clear!"Under the rain I saw a tall figure stepping out of the smoke near the main doors. My feet stopped moving before my brain could even tell them to. I nearly jerked Julian off balance as I froze, my eyes wide and fixed on the hazy courtyard. It was Lucien.He only had on a black shirt that was torn open at the chest, soaked through with rain and red blood. In his right hand, he held his broadsword. The tip dragged in the wet mud, carving a line through the dirt as he
Julian's POV. I sat on the ground of the dungeon as my blood filled the space where I sat. No one came to offer any treatment whatsoever… Lucien was even more heartless than I thought. I lay down in the darkness after I got tired, staring up at the ceiling of the Blackwood kingdom’s lower dungeon, listening to the footsteps of the two enforcers who had been pacing the corridor outside my door."He's still alive down there?" one of the guards asked, his low voice muffled. "Barely," the second wolf replied, the keys clinking against his leather belt. "The King crushed his chest before throwing him in here. When Alpha Lucien is free he'll deal with this traitor in the morning. But are you sure we shouldn't at least get him a doctor from town? We could be blamed if anything happened to him here."“Maybe we should wait for a while then we'd know what to do.” The first one said,I closed my eyes, letting out a breath. In the morning? Did they really think that I had acted out of pure, fool
Lucien POV.Seeing that no one was stepping out, “you mean continue if you please.” I smiled and turned around. I could hear footsteps following me and it was Leah. I sighed as I shoved the door of my office open, the wood slamming close. My blood was still dripping from my palm and now it was dropping onto the carpet, but I ignored it, pouring two fingers of amber whiskey with my trembling but uninjured hand waiting for her to come in."Are you insane?" Leah’s voice came through before the door even swung shut behind her. She walked straight up to my desk, her face was pale and her hands were shaking."You almost killed him in cold blood, Lucien!" She shouted, her voice almost breaking. "In front of everyone! Right in the middle of your own dining hall!"I didn't look at her as I took the glass up and tossed the whiskey down my throat, the burn doing nothing to dull the hot rage roaring in my chest. "He challenged me in my own house, Leah… He got off easy and trust me, I would have f







