ログインCian P.O.V. “Why don’t you just tell us who is coming through your…” Lilliana gasps when both couples and the young pregnant woman are standing on our side. “Cian.. Where?” “It doesn’t matter right now, Lillie. What matters is their protection, and the fact that she is going to deliver a baby any day.” I reply, watching the young woman trying to hide behind the couples. “But the rogues..” “Have not moved, or done anything to warrant amniosity from you, me or anyone else. Lucas said to hear them out, and get their story.” I tell the Luna, locking eyes with her, telling her silently she’ll have to go through me if she wants them. She sighs, signally to her already advancing warriors to stand down. She crosses her arms, lifting an eyebrow, and then her feline peaks out, which I find immensely funny, but I do not show or say anything. “Alright. You are right, unfortunately.” She concurs with a small smile, her eyes slightly annoyed. “Why don’t you tell me what happened?” They do, a
Lucas P.O.V.After I’m asked to leave, nicely, I set out to explore our new home, and find somewhere where I can mindlink my parents and Cian in peace. There’s clear paths made with strewn sand in the grass, and tents in different sizes and colors all around us. Besides mine and my mates home, there’s a larger tent, and the crew I ask says it’s of course Silvans. I ask if I can take a peak inside, and they shrug and pretend to look the other way.It has four rooms, two bedrooms, which is natural as I know by now that both Silvan and Jessica utterly refuse to sleep in the same room, but I also have a feeling he is going to order her to stay close because of the matemark situation. If she dies, he does as well. It’s a curse and a blessing having a mate, getting marked. Personally I wouldn’t want to live on if my mate died, so I don’t care about that bit, but my selfish entitled brother has always been of another mind. Even when we were children. The third room is a meeting room filled
Druida P.O.V.“Are you okay?” Lucas’s quiet voice almost startled me, but I managed to keep myself composed. “Yeah, just.. Nothing.” I reply, crumbling the paper in my hand. “You look like you saw a ghost?” He says, walking with me down the steps. “Got some news, that's all.” I say, smiling. Lucas does not press me any further, and I internally thank him for that. I will tell him when we have a moment to ourselves, but out here I’m not sure who is listening in, and I won’t compromise anyone now. Not when I have kept up appearances for so long, and not right before I have the chance of a lifetime to take Silvan and Jessica off guard. “Druida, you wanted to speak to us?” Kane asks, coming to greet me. “Yes, I wanted to make sure you got the notice of marching, and everything is in order?” I raise an eyebrow, trying to show him I can still be trusted. “Everyting is as we agreed, Druida. My men will fight until the end, as we have sworn.” He says, folding his hand behind his back.
Druida P.O.V.After Silvan left with Aron last night I had that feeling. The one you have when something monumental is about to happen, when timelines are about to be made or changed and you can either work with them, try to fight them or die being torn between the two options. Jess came back down like another storm coming in, and demanded I stay with her in the Great Hall, which I just agreed to to keep the peace to be honest. She then tried to tell Lucas to leave us alone, but he snorted and escorted me in again and sat us down at a nearby table. Jess also sat down, but she didn’t say or do anything for the longest time. She just stared into the air, as if she was waiting for something or someone. Then her eyes slightly clouded over for a brief second, and she finally glared at me with a scowl so deep I had to fight myself to not laugh. It took her another minute before she actually spoke. “Elisa will be released either tonight or in the morning. She is my personal witch, my con
Balder P.O.V.“Because this is a battle meeting.” Is Cian’s dry answer as he lifts an eyebrow at me. He brings his coffee cup to his mouth and sip, while he lets the words sink into the room. People are quietly looking at him, then at me. I keep staring at him, trying to will him to explain, even though I know I do not have the authority to command him to tell us anything. Cian eventually sighs and sets the cup down, his dark eyes finding King Cameron and Queen Sierra. “What exactly did Lulu say?” He asks, which throws me for a loop. Who the fuck is Lulu and why is she important all of a sudden? The King and Queen however chuckles, and Queen Sierra’s eyes twinkle with mischief as she answers. “He absolutely loathes that nickname, you do know that right?” “Certainly.” “Which is why you keep using it whenever you have the chance?” “Of course.” “You know he calls you Coco?” “I do, and it’s equally appalling. We’re even on that part, and our mate thinks we’re immature assholes.
Balder P.O.V.Laine rests for the night in the hospital, and Lillie refuses to leave her mother’s side at all. I request a guest bed to be brought into the room, which the personnel bring within the first hour, and I thank them with sincerity. I can feel the struggle within Lillie, and I do my best to be there for her, but she just want to wait for her mother and not focus on herself. I want to focus on her and her mother, but right now I can just hold her close on the guest bed, and ask her to sleep. I will keep an eye on her mom and make sure she is alright all through the night. She is. Nothing happens, and people just mindlink me with details about our new people, and the warriors about the trail which is cold from Aron teleporting out the moment he realised Lillie and Ilisa figured him out. I’m still angry with myself about the fact that he got away, but it is what it is right now, and we will find him again, and when we do, I’ll kill him. Just after dawn I get a mindlink from
Druida P.O.V. The moon is on its highest when we reach the point where I can teleport us past the Iron Mountain pack and into the lands of the vampires. I need to be precise to land on the Royal coven’s grounds and not some ambitious High Lords. Kennock has been quietly following me since we depa
Jessica P.O.V.I storm back to my own room and not the one I share again with Silvan. I summon Freya to my side when I’m there and ask her to close and lock the door. I need some peace and quiet to think, and I need her twisted little mind to bounce ideas off of. I got rid of Abast and Gillian, and
Lucas P.O.V.I have been in the camp for two weeks now, observing, training and gathering information for my parents. It’s draining to suppress my vampire aura all the time, but I have to if I don’t want Silvan to know who I really am. I need him to keep thinking I’m Kennock of the North and not Cr
Druida P.O.V. “Druida, what are we going to do now?” Missy whispers as we walk down the hall on the first floor to my work room. I look at her, feeling my heart hurt for her and her mate. They are innocent in all of this, and I can’t just send them into their graves. I notice Freya and Jessica sm







