Chapter235

#Chapter235

Forged (2)

Althea Silvermoon

A group of rogues that wished to live in a pack again.

With no place to return, no place to call home, they had chosen to remain on this barren land until their bare bone was the only proof that they once lived. And as my father’s words chanted itself over my head for the uncountable time, I had healed the hurt and guided them home as promised.

Maybe that’s the reason they could bear to be with me. For they only saw me as their saviour and nothing more.

I sigh softly as I feel the warmth of the flames. The only proof that I lived was the light rise and fall of my chest. Although alert, the only melody I was interested in listening to was the soft crackling of the wood as it sacrificed itself and burned into ashes.

Thump.

All of a sudden, I hear my heart thump loudly.

Once. Just once.

But it was enough to break me out of my empty thoughts. Lifting my chin higher, I place my palm over my heart to feel that lost sense once more.

Sadly,