As the physician finished his work, the room fell into a tense silence. The injured man lay still, his breathing ragged but stable for now. The two hunters stood by, their faces etched with worry and exhaustion."We need to know more about this creature," the lead physician said, his voice grave. "If it attacked you once, it could attack others."The burly man nodded. "We'll help in any way we can, but we barely escaped with our lives. It was a miracle we managed to get him here."Edina stepped forward, her expression resolute. "We should warn the village. If this creature is as dangerous as you say, everyone needs to be wary of the woods for now and prepared as well."I nodded in agreement. "I should go with you, Edina. We need to inform my father and the council. They’ll know what to do."We hurried out of the infirmary, the air outside cool and bracing. The village was a bustle of activity, people going about their evening routines, unaware of the impending threat. That was an Alg
Perched on a gnarled oak, its weathered wings folded and unfurled with a rhythmic, almost hypnotic precision. The creature's body was an unsettling blend of sinewy strength and emaciated sharpness. Its talons gripped the branch like iron clamps, and its shimmering, predatory eyes scanned the assembly of hunters gathered at the base of the tree. It was every bit the nightmare predator I remembered."Now!" I yelled, my voice piercing the tense silence.A volley of arrows and spears shot towards the beast. I nocked an arrow in my bow, my heart pounding. Suddenly, its eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, time seemed to freeze. Then, with a powerful thrust, it leaped from the branch, wings slicing through the air as it hurtled toward me. The missiles of the hunters passed through empty space, unable to find their mark. The creature moved with a spectral grace, weaving through the trees like a ghost until it was nearly upon me.Its talons extended, sharp and deadly, like a hawk closing
I sat still in the solace of my room as Adrian applied a soothing balm to my sides. His touch was gentle, each motion deliberate and precise. My eyes narrowed on the green balm, and I grimaced. The pain was stinging, but I had endured much worse. This balm was nothing compared to the agony of being wounded by the Algoths in that dark cave or the searing pain of Orlo's whip on my back, lashing my skin until it felt like it would be torn to pieces."You should not go for the hunt tomorrow," Adrian muttered, breaking the silence of the room. My eyes settled on him. He looked up at me, his gaze steadfast and concerned. "This is just a bruise, a cut, Maerwynn, but it could've been worse.""You have no idea what I faced in Lyria. This is nothing.""You keep talking about how much you faced, but your loved ones are just glad to have you back. They wish those times had never happened. Stop trying to prove something or solidify your point about how brave you were. We know how brave you are. S
Adrian and I spent the rest of the afternoon in the library, immersed in ancient tomes, scrolls, and maps. Piece by piece, the mysteries we sought to unravel began to take shape. The room was filled with the scent of old parchment and the soft rustling of pages. We were prepared for a long night of study and discovery.But then a messenger arrived, his face etched with sorrow and tragedy. We abandoned our work and hurried back to the mansion. Upon our return, I was struck by a sight that made my heart plummet—General Tsami lay lifeless on the cold stone floor, his body bloodied and wounded.Words failed me, and my knees buckled as I knelt beside his still form. Edina's sobs echoed in the room; she couldn't bear to look at the body. Tsami's eyes were closed forever, his face marred with scratches. Dark, sticky blood clung to his clothes."He was stabbed by the creature's claws while trying to save a hunter," one survivor explained, his voice trembling. "He told us to run, to escape and
A shadow darted out from the trees, and before I could react, an Algoth lunged at me. Its claws slashed through the air, narrowly missing my face. I drew an arrow and fired, the shaft piercing the creature’s side. It screeched in pain, but more emerged from the darkness, their eyes gleaming with malevolence.I fought them off as best I could, firing arrow after arrow, but my strength was waning. The stitches from my previous wounds pulled and tore, sending waves of pain through my body. My vision blurred, and I felt myself growing weaker with each passing moment.One of the Algoths struck me from the side, knocking me off my horse. I hit the ground hard, the impact driving the breath from my lungs. Pain exploded through my body, and I struggled to rise, but my limbs refused to cooperate.The Algoths circled around me, their eyes glowing in the darkness. I tried to reach for my dagger, but my hands were trembling too much to grip it properly. Desperation filled me as I realized how hel
When I awoke, the warmth of Valen's presence was gone. I rolled to the other side of the bed, my eyes glaring out the window at the dark sky dotted with twinkling stars. A small smile curved my lips. I stretched, raising my hands above my head, and then froze as I realized I was naked under the covers.I gasped, my fingers curling around the top of the blanket. Pulling it up to my chest, I sat up abruptly. What had happened? Why was I naked? Had Valen and I been intimate?The door creaked open, and Valen entered the room, a sweet smile playing on his lips. "I knew I heard your raging thoughts," he said, his smile deepening. "You're awake. Again. You feel okay?"He sat at the edge of the bed, his gaze unwavering.My hands tightened on the sheets as I nodded slowly. "Good.""Valen...""Yes, Maerwynn?""Did—did we...?""No, darling. If I ever got around to pleasuring you, I would make sure you remembered every little bit of it for a very, very long time."His impulsive words sent a ru
Your my mate? I questioned in my head, feeling a mix of confusion and fear. His eyes softened as he began taking steps towards me, but my feet instinctively retreated, carrying me back down the hallway from which I came.It's ironic how I had always craved answers, sought the truth, and now, confronted with it, I was running away as if it meant nothing. How was I supposed to process this revelation?"Your destiny is with the High Lord," the Wraith had said. My destiny is with the High Lord. Valen. My destiny is with Valen because he’s my mate, and there’s no escaping that fate, at least not in the faerie world."Maerwynn!" I heard him call, and I wanted to scream at him to stop, to leave me alone. He had been lying to me all this time.I ran as fast as my legs would carry me, the hallway stretching endlessly before me. My legs ached from the effort, but I didn't stop until I reached his bedroom. I slammed the door shut behind me, knowing full well it was a futile gesture. He could fly
“There’s never been a day I didn’t long for you,” Valen muttered against my lips after we had been kissing for what felt like an eternity. “I have craved you.”“Me too,” I whispered back, my voice trembling against his lips.He pulled away for a moment, his hands clasping my face, and stared deeply into my eyes. I thought I saw tears glistening. Was I dreaming? Maybe I was, because Valen, the High Lord of the Twilight Court, had tears brimming in his eyes. I cupped his face, mirroring his gaze.“It was so hard. So hard staying away from you. I’m sorry I pushed you away so many times. It was killing me inside more than it may have hurt you,” he sighed deeply. “I had my mate, and I couldn’t…” His voice broke. “And I couldn’t show it.”Tears welled up in my own eyes, spilling down my cheeks. Today had turned out to be something I never could have anticipated. Valen, my mate? How could I have known that riding away from Ferngrove would lead to this revelation? Or perhaps it was the bond p