The chapter’s title says it all!! Haha… But it’s more than just a Shitty welcome. There are other things at play here which I’ll not say but you should suspect… lol. But hey, Kayla’s Plan. Let’s see what that’s about, shall we¿ lol… See yA!
{Isla’s POV}For the first time since I became Queen, I felt like Isla— just Isla.My mum really thought I was not stable— misbehaving as a result of Carlot's death. She really didn’t believe I was truly mentally sane.I get it. Carlot was my Dad’s best friend— even though he didn’t know it, and I loved my Dad so much to the extent that I fancied whoever he fancied. And he fancied Carlot. But I really bonded with Carlot because of his oddly unique personality. How he acted odd when he was supposed to act normal and acted normal when he was supposed to be odd. He was the funniest without even trying and his death broke me down in so many ways. But that’s why I’m still sane— sane enough to want to get vengeance for him and end every other case of criminality and injustice in Reigns.But my mum wasn’t seeing it that way. She didn’t even want to entertain the information I had gathered over at Zitumi’s Pack.“You’ll love Kayla’s Plan,” is what she had told me and now, we were in the court
{Isla’s POV}I sighed for the hundredth time and yawned for the thousandth time in exhaustion. I had just finished a private but lengthy court meeting with some selected council elders.This Plan has to work. I paced onwards until I got outside to the field where the warriors and Generals were. “Is the migration complete?” I asked Kayla. She’s made it a habit of following me around since I got back from my outing at Zitumi’s Pack.Maybe she’s finally growing up, finally realizing there is more to being an Alpha blood. With this devotion of hers, maybe we can grow back our sister relationship after we win this war.— I hope we win the war.What am I saying? We will win the war. It’s the ultimate Vengeance I can get for my father’s death.“Yes, my Queen. The last of them just cleared the Central and Northern reigns.” She said, checking the files in her grasp.Good. Now, the next thing…We got to the vast Arena field where almost the entire populace of warriors were gathered.A platfo
{Isla’s POV} We were marching through the woods, silence on our lips but our feet roaring with thuds. It was only a matter of time before our lips would tear into the silence with war cries and our claws would be swung into the air to spill blood.But for now, there was still serenity. However, the serenity wasn’t for me. Unlike everyone else traveling through the forest, my enemy wasn’t just the Lycans and their King. I had other enemies— unknown enemies and I had to fish them out before they would do more damage.I had to separate those I knew I could trust from those I suspected to be dubious. And to start identifying the iffy ones, I turned to my left. “Ralph,” I called.Ralph tuned out from the conversation he was having with Emkay and turned towards my direction. He immediately strolled over to meet me. “Yes, my Queen.”I had a frown on but then I smiled. “You regard me this way so often that I’ve gotten used to it. It no longer sounds strange hearing you call me, ‘my Queen”.
Chapter 176 ~ Is He Kidding Me?{Isla’s POV} I felt like Ralph was talking gibberish and felt the need to force sense into him using my fists, but then we all suddenly started hearing the sound of werewolves growling aggressively, most likely in a fight.I tensed.A fight wasn’t supposed to be happening. By calculations, the Lycans were still a day away. But then, I was still hearing fierce noises now. And I became disturbed at once.Ralph gazed at me questioningly but I had my eyes arrowed at a point ahead. I couldn’t see where the fight was happening or the bunch that was fighting, but I was looking exactly in that direction. I raised my hand up for the warriors to see and understand that I didn’t want any sudden movements. I needed to quietly go see for myself.With a gulp, I crept forward now and Ralph trailed behind me. I ignored his disobedience and focused on what was more paramount— knowing who the fighters were.My lungs were filled with dread and not air as I got closer to t
{Isla’s POV}Korr was a Lycan and when he said he could smell his fellow Lycans, I believed him at once.As werewolves, we could perceive other things with our sense of smell but then the strongest scent we could perceive was the scent of another werewolf. So with that fact, I knew it was the same for the Lycans.Korr’s words shot me with dread and I rushed over to where the other warriors were scattered and apprised them of the new information. There were other Lycan spies.They all became silent and vigilant and I instructed them to stay that way. I crept over to the Lycan who was alive of the three we had captured and I slaughtered him. I knew he could smell his fellow Lycans too and it was just a matter of time before he gave up our location, hence my reason for killing him. Immediately. I took up a knife and sliced myself at the wrist. Andrea and some other person tried to stop me but they weren’t quick enough.“My Queen.” Andrea called in a hushed voice as she stared at me in sh
{Isla’s POV}The majority of us didn’t end up sleeping last night.It was hard to slumber when we knew our people were presently fighting a war that they were designed to lose. It was sad and scary but then it was part of the plan, and the sacrifice for such a plan was our comfort— a whole lot of us carried that discomfort and worry into the next morning.The Next Morning…Even as we crept through the forest now, as we journeyed back to the Palace amidst the beautiful dawn, everyone’s expression was far from claiming a cheery smile. We knew the grim reality of things and we dreaded it.By this time, the Lycan King and his army would be already returning to the Reignile Palace with the werewolves as their supposed slaves, and I could only hope that everything went as planned.The sun rose up into the sky to pour its orange, red, and violet rays on a threatening number of werewolves skimming through the forest with brutal creed on their minds and quest for liberation in their hearts.We
{Isla’s POV}I led the attack through the Main gate of the Palace, the North entrance gate, and the shouts of the warriors full of vigor all around me fueled my motivation. It gave me the boldness I needed to march into the Palace and face the powerful Lycan King. We stormed the Palace like a blast of lightning and any spectator around would think that we wanted to tear down the Palace… but no, we just wanted to retain our home.The gates were torn down to aid our entry while some of the warriors climbed up the crooked part of the wall that we had set up days before, and we entered the Palace with our warming numbers.But when we did, we were blown away by the sight before us. On my Throne, my own throne, was seated the Lycan King, a figure mightier than any being I’ve ever seen. I tensed.He had brought my throne out of the Throne room and the Palace building and placed it a short distance from the Palace gates and walls, and now he was sitting on it and wearing brutality on his sk
{Isla’s POV}Hot tears streamed out of my eyes as they abandoned the sad container that was me.The Lycan king’s friend was Natgy— the same ugly old straw-skinned lady.And here I was thinking she was beginning to become beautiful. My mother gripped me and her grasp on me felt weak. She was broken too, just like me and everybody else that knew Natgy.Natgy was the traitor. She gave a prophecy about me having backstabbers in my company and I had cautiously gone in search of them not knowing she was referring to herself.I should really applaud her ‘cause I definitely didn’t see this coming.I hated myself for being so gullible, and hated her more… but who did I hate the most?Cayden. I should have known that nothing good will ever sprout from his cruel self. He’s the devil’s embodiment and that all he’ll forever be, and to think that I was already beginning to trust him made me feel so stupid.So stupid!I took my watery eyes away from Natgy and the Lycan and rested a glare on Cayde