CHAPTER THIRTY-TWOJane's attempt to break Zena's resolve on the plan was useless and it bothered her that she had no idea how Kylian would react to it. He had gone out of his way to devise such a brilliant plan to help a servant of low status as them, and Zena's insistent refusal just might make him furious and resolve not to help them ever again.Cathleen observed closely from a distance, trying to figure out what the two were up to. They had ventured far into the fields and any attempt of hers to go after them could get her caught. The grasses were dry and her steps would easily be detected.It infuriated her that she had no werewolf abilities of her own to tap into. Yes, she was born to a werewolf mother, but her father was human, the only human who had survived even after being exposed to the supernatural realm of werewolves.Apparently, relationships between werewolves and humans were a huge taboo in the kingdom, and anyone caught in such a web was punished by the people and the
They were marked for death. All five of them. All female. Dressed in black sackcloth with tight ropes bounding their legs and their hands. They were surrounded by ten heavily armed guards – one reckless move from any of them and one of the guards would be more than happy to slice their heads into halves. The Skull Rogues were a menace to the Blue Moon Pack, and after so much effort, Alpha Winston and his sons were able to capture five of them. They wouldn't want any of their 'precious catch' to suddenly wiggle out of their nets. After all, The Skull Rogues were known for surprise attacks; striking without warning and leaving a hard and brutal mark where they hit. However, there were no surprises in store from these ladies. There wasn't much you could do when death had reared its ugly head at you, staring at you eye–to–eye. Today, they were going to be executed, and Alpha Knox – one of Alpha Winston's twin sons, wore a proud smile on his face as he stared at the tied–up delinquent
"The plan is very straightforward. Nevertheless, let's review it once more." Zena stated, her hands clasped behind her back as she paced to and fro. "Understood, Commander." The army of her rogue soldiers responded in unison. She nodded in acknowledgement, then cleared her throat before proceeding."Once we pass this territory, we will be entering into Alpha Knox's private training grounds." She explained, "I've been observing their activities for weeks in secret and I've strategically planned out our operation."She paused, turning around to face them, her hands still clasped behind her back. "All of you here, you are to go East of the training ground. Knox would immediately detect the scent of intruders and he and the rest of his guards who are at the training grounds would instinctively go to attack." "His pregnant wife is always with him, watching him train. And she is our target tonight. However, I will be the one to handle her." Zena said. 'Of course, Alpha Knox won't leave hi
CHAPTER THREEZena watched as Knox and his soldiers shifted into their wolves and went on to go after her comrades. She chuckled to herself as her grin got even wider; though Knox was powerful, he and his thirteen guards were no match for her fifty rogue soldiers. And those backup soldiers would never make it to the battleground. Why? Because Zena was going to kill those two soldiers and Lydia before they even got to the palace. She would say it over and over again because even the mere thought of it filled her with immense delight. She wasted no time before shifting into her wolf form as well; a brown–furred wolf that matched with the colour of her hair and orange eyes with a tinge of black. It was time to unleash havoc. Her predatory eyes glimmered in the moonlight as she sprang into motion, her steps stomping against the forest' damp soil. She could see Lydia and the two guards in a distant blur, their forms barely visible against the backdrop of darkness. However, her eyed
CHAPTER FOURAll the members of the Skull Rogues were dying strange deaths.It was a mystery to decipher, but an unexplainable affliction had begun to sweep through the rogue pack, claiming numerous lives per day. The sounds of pains and sufferings filled the air and the sickly scent of death spread through the territory. Some of them would convulse uncontrollably to their deaths, others would have their bodies begin to rot while they were still alive, life ebbing out of them until they succumbed to death. Some would suddenly just drop dead without any prior symptoms. The rogue healers had never seen anything like this before. They were baffled by what had befallen them, and their attempt at remedies had proved futile. No one could understand what was happening neither could they phantom where the strange affliction had stemmed from. However, only one man knew the source of the plague as he had been the one to orchestrate the curse that befell the Skull Rogues. That man was the
Eli had succumbed to the illness and passed away the next day; just a few hours ago, just at the breaking of dawn. Following the traditions of the rogue pack, she was buried immediately. Women weren't allowed to attend the burial no matter what, unless it was the mother or sisters of the deceased. Aster's parents were no more and they had no other siblings, so the burial was facilitated by Water and a few other elders. Zena sat on a stool in the living area, gazing out of window as her thoughts roamed. It was midnight and she was unable to sleep. How could she sleep when the cheerful voice that gladdened her heart would never be heard again? She had loved Eli like she would love her own daughter and her passing had created an irreplaceable void in her heart. Her face scrunched into a scowl as her mind drifted to Alpha Knox and his family. They were the reason why Eli was no longer with her. Why were they hellbent on taking away everyone who was dear to her? She couldn't let
CHAPTER SIX Zena's jaw dropped in sheer surprise as her eyes widened in horror. But she didn't want to believe it was true. She shook her head vigorously as she took , not wanting to believe what was happening. No, this must be a nightmare. Of course, people had very scary nightmares when they were dealing with grief, the loss of a loved one—she knew that experience firsthand as she dealt with the loss of her mother. However, this felt real. It was real. Aster was betraying her, leading her right into the enemy's arms. What a bastard. Why? Why had he done that? What was his reason? Her whole mind was a whirlwind of thoughts a she sought to understand the reason behind his action. "No, Aster, this can't be true. You can't just hand me over to him." She shook her head in disbelief again. As if on cue, a chilling breeze swept through the forest, and a sinister chuckle filled the air. "Oh, but he can." Zena's heart pounded as the voice seemed to echo from all directions, and t
Zena let out a loud scream as a sharp, piercing pain suddenly sprung up in her chest. It felt as though her heart was being torn apart, shredded into tiny pieces. She had never felt such pain before, it was far greater than an average physical discomfort. She continued to scream as the pain reverberated all through her body. She shut her eyes in a tight grimace as she gritted her teeth, the agony was crippling. Just then, another scream emitted from the crowd. Their attention left Zena and faced Aster, whom the scream came from. He staggered back, his face contorting in agony. His hands went to his head, fingers clutching at his hair as if trying to hold himself together. Their mate bond had been severed. They were both experiencing the excruciating pain that was associated with it. A strangled cry escaped Zena's lips as she dipped her head, facing the ground. It wasn't helping matters that she was going through the physical and emotional pains. Here she was, dealing with the