LOGINDruida P.O.V.The note on my bed is scruffy and ugly, and not to be mistaken. Meet us in the clearing where Freya betrayed me, alone or I will kill her and her mate without regret. JI read it again, wondering for the hundredth time how in the realm she got a note into my tent, but where in the realm she is? It’s been three days since Jessica and Elisa mysteriously disappeared and even though Silvan is fuming with rage by her betrayal, something is also not quite adding up with him these days. Not since the right before the utter fiasco with Stephan, who is still keeping a close eye on me and Lucas and given not so hidden threats in our lives. The issue with Silvan is that his aura has changed slightly, like it’s more mature than it always has been? But it doesn’t quite make sense, and even Lucas is lost when it comes to his brother.“It’s definitely not a soulcopy, but something is off with him.” He said the night Jess and Elisa disappeared. “What do you mean soulcopy?” I asked,
Jessica P.O.V.“How dare she turn her back on me like that? I have made her everything she is.. Stupid witch.” Silvan has been raging and ranting in our tent for hours now about how Druida basically humiliated him in public. I must say I’m enjoying the show so far seeing that I’m forced to be present for all of it. The disagreement between the two of them comes at a very convenient time for me, and what makes it better is that he is also suspicious of everyone in the camp. Someone clearly tipped of the packs about the probe attacks and for once he can’t turn to me with his stupidity and ignore everyone else because I have been glued to his side since he had the very moronic idea of us needing to be seen as a strong front and therefore I have not been out of sight of him for even a second. He even follows me when I have to do my business, which is annoying as fuck and kind of embarrasing, especially as he asks me to do the same. Fucking paranoid bastard. Luckily he can’t be everywhe
Druida P.O.V.We keep helping in the medical tents until the doctor and nurses usher us out and tell us to get some food and drinks into our system. “I don’t need you two to get sick from overdoing everything. Come back tomorrow if you want to, but no more for today, you have done enough.” The head doctor says, a small smile on his old weathered face.He follows us out, taking a deep breath of fresh air and touches Lucas’s arm discreetly. Then he looks at me and Lucas says he can talk freely with me there if there’s something he needs to say? “I..” He looks back towards the tents, people milling about talking quietly and doing their own thing. I create a small private barrier, telling the doctor it’s safe to talk. His eyes meet mine for a long second, then he shakes his head and rubs his face. “I took this position, if you want to call being threatened on your life, taking a position, to keep an eye on His Highness. I have done whatever I could to keep everyone healthy, and I’m do
Lucas P.O.V.Morning dawns with a clear sky and the sun peaking over the horizon. Mirage and I are sitting outside our tent talking quietly as the camp slowly wakes to a new day, both of us aware that everything’s moving faster. Silvan ordered the first attack to be this morning, which we were informed of after all the debacle with Stephan’s buffon. I thought Mirage would protest, but she just shrugged and said it made sense, and to make it a probe attack to see how strong the enemy was. Afterwards she and I linked Cian what we knew, and then went to bed. She asked if I also felt something different about Cian, and it made me think again before answering. Something did feel different about him, stronger, more menacing but also more protective and warmer. I pondered so long she ended up falling asleep, and my conclusion was that he somehow ascended the throne of Amar and had been crowned King, but I did not know how that was possible? She luckily has not asked me again this morning.
Cian P.O.V. “Cian, do you think mom…” “Yes, without a doubt.” “But she.. How?” Alora has been by my side since we went into the packhouse for the meeting, which has gone on all through the night. She has been quietly observing, her mind far away, but I know she has still listened to everything that has been said and by who. General Abast, Gillian and Neo have been explaining what was going on with Silvan and his organization when they were still there, and I finally got to meet Neo’s mate, Missy. She is highly pregnant and closely followed by the hospital personnel, but the woman has a fire in her, and the way she speaks about Silan, the venom in her eyes whenever he is mentioned, and the way she describes his tempers and games. She has no illusions and all of them know they are only alive because Druida, Mirage, and Angel saved them. Angel.That woman comes and goes wherever she fucking pleases, and suddenly she appears in the middle of the meeting, walking in with
Cian P.O.V.The portal has barely closed behind us before Balder strides towards me with a tired glint in his sharp eyes. Beside him are his Beta on his right, and the Elder, Richard, on his left. His Gamma is already guiding women and children towards tents placed on the packgrounds, explaining that they will have access to showers and food in just a little while, and we’ll get them into homes in the morning, but some if not all have to be relocated to Blackmoon, which is only a good thing. He asks what happened and I explain in as few words as possible, also including the hostage situation at my feet and the woman who is out for the count thanks to his own badass Luna. He looks over at Lillie who has her back to him with Maddison at her side, sighs and shakes his head. “She always has had a low patience with entitled people.” He says, looking at the women with a side of pity. “She had it coming, Balder, I assure you.” I tell him, clapping his shoulder. “When you are all done I n
Druida P.O.V.Days bleed together, and somehow I find myself in my workroom, door closed and sealed so no one can gain access; magical or by blunt force. I take out the hidden crystals from the cupboard no one but I have access to and take a deep breath. Lucas tries to reach me through our bond, se
Unknown P.O.V.I know it was probably a mistake to go topside, but I had to see her. Smell her. Feel her. I did not count on her being away when I finally got through all the gates, and out into the realm of air and sky. I tracked her through our bond, feeling her emotions, getting glimpses of her
Druida P.O.V. The next morning I don’t even manage to get out of my room before someone is knocking insistently. I wave my hand, making it open without having to interrupt what I’m doing. Outside Freya is wringing her hands, and almost stepping one foot over the other. “Goodmorning wicca. Come in
DruidaAfter a couple of days, and some very demanding messages from Silvan that I return at once because he needs my advice, Lucas and I decide it’s time to return to camp. I reach out to Angel, so we can work the disguise spell on him, making it more permanent and workable. I’ve looked it over th







