Mag-log inLucia’s POVMy head snapped back. “What monster?”Jorgsten leaned forward. “The monster that lives in the waters. The wolves mutating every living thing had a lot of toxic waste that was dumped straight into the ocean. That formed the monster.”Did he hear the words coming out of his mouth? How did that make any sense?Jorgsten sighed, shaking his head. “This is why I do not like dealing with logic types.”But he went further to explain anyway.“This continent is protected by a mix of several things. Fog and mutated birds for the air. Supernatural wave interference to confuse compasses and navigation tools. But the sea is safe in the way that it is only attacked primarily by one thing: the erratic waves.”“However, in the case of multiple ships, it awakens a monster. A kraken.”He did not sound like he was joking. Was that why half of Reese’s ships sank in my past life?Though now, wouldn’t doubling the number of ships only make the situation worse? That would mean louder sound.“As m
Lucia’s POVSilas moved my hand away before I could touch it. “The nuclear football is very sensitive to touch. The intention was to be able to have my father use it even with his condition…”He trailed off when he realized what he had just said. “Ah, forget you heard that.”Condition. So his father was sick.It made sense that they would send someone so green to lead their people on the battlefield.I lowered to the couch beside him. “Your father. What is wrong with him?”Silas remained quiet, guarded since he really could not trust us, practically holding him hostage.“We have dealt with practically all plagues and illnesses that arose as a result of the war. Our lab is likely to be able to diagnose something that can heal your father.”His lower lip tucked into his mouth, his hands trembling as he considered his options. “Father…they say it's some kind of flu. It has all the symptoms of a regular flu, only that it is killing him slowly.”They say…so he thinks differently.“I am sur
Lucia’s POVWhen we ushered him into the house, Silas sat in our living room, staring at the walls like he half-expected something to jump out and rip into him.Jodie was the first to approach him with a genuine smile, carrying a steaming cup of tea. “Are you cold? This will warm you up.”Silas looked up at her like she was a fairy descended from the skies before taking the cup and directing all his skepticism to it.Slowly, he brought it up to his knees and sniffed. “What is in this?”Jodie had gotten so used to using her magic in the house that she did not care that he would probably be shocked.“Tea leaves and sugar. I grew them myself,” she said as a branch of a tree in the living room stretched long enough to reach into the kitchen and grab a spoon.Silas flinched when he saw the thing coming towards him, trying to climb onto my couch to get away.Jodie attempted to calm him but her glowing turquoise eyes made him let out another shriek. “Witch. You’re a witch. What are you doing
Lucia's POVFor a man who was sandwiched between Peter and Daniel's angry glare, the government ambassador did not seem that upset.If anything, he seemed excited as he stared out the window at the city in the evening twilight as night slowly fell.“To think that all of this could be built in these perilous times. Miss Everton, you really are a wonderful leader.”Peter let out a small growl. “Flattery will get you killed within these walls.”“Forgive him,” I said, not sounding apologetic at all. “My head of security tends to be a bit prickly when we receive impromptu or unwanted guests.”As I said unwanted, I gave him a look. As much as this was an inconvenience, having this man in our city long enough could sour our relations with the West.I had outrightly told Jonathan that I thought that the poisoning of his fields came from technologies of the fallen government. If he was as suspicious as General Voss, he could think I was working with these people.“What is your name?” I said.T
Lucia’s POVThe dinner table was oddly quiet. I kept looking between the others at the table, wondering what the problem was.A few minutes passed by then Daniel coughed a single word. “Training.”I choked, the food going down the wrong pipe. Ryan, sitting beside me at the table, moved into action instantly, clearing my airways and forcing the food out.As I coughed, my throat burning, I glared at my brother who was smirking proudly. Jodie slapped his arm, a small smile of hers playing on her lips.“Are you alright?” Peter asked, seeming out of the hidden joke passing around the table.I nodded, my desire to eat gone. My head dropped onto the table as I thought. There had to be a way to prevent desires like this from becoming an everyday thing.Would avoiding Ryan work? No, the trainings with him were effective. I still had to monitor him with the children and he was still effectively one of my commanders.This could not affect our effectiveness on a battlefield.“Perhaps I just need
Lucia’s POVIt was a strange feeling to want to be back in Northernfang. Not because of some misplaced nostalgia but because of their expansive library of information.It would have been easier to trace exactly how wyverns were created if I had access to compendiums of other species.Daniel and I were walking around the city, both of us in our own minds while enjoying each other’s presences.Jodie followed behind us but on one of the wyverns. Fayern had still not broken the mate bond between himself and Jodie but he had somehow gotten comfortable with the idea of sharing her with Daniel.Last I checked, all species that had mates did not share theirs. Was this something that was unique to just wyverns or perhaps just Fayern or could it give us a clue to the bigger picture of whatever species they could have descended from.“Looking at him from under here, he kind of looks like a dragon,” Daniel muttered.My head snapped up, eyes narrowing. “Makes sense.”Except that dragons were not r
Ryan’s POV“Are you sure you still want to have the training this morning?” Daniel asked me before I could leave the house.Was it an Everon trait to worry about people who did not need to be worried about?“Get in line,” I said to him. Daniel sighed, going out ahead of me.The moment the men saw h
Lucia's POVMy back slammed hard against the ground, knocking the air out of me.I hissed, forcing my body into a sitting position.Kathy clutched her arm, forcing her feet in my direction. A long scar ran down her face, refusing to heal from the impact of the bomb.“Kill her,” Kathy hissed, her ey
Lucia's POV“Lucy,” someone called my name in a sing-song voice.A door slammed against the wall. I jumped to my feet, holding up my gun.Daniel stood, watching me with wide eyes.Wait a minute. Daniel?My memories rushed back in so quickly that my head spun.Reese. Kathy. The explosions and…my dea
Lucia’s POVThe cup fell from my hand and shattered on the ground.At the sound, Reese and Kathy jumped apart, still breathless from their kiss.“What the hell, Reese?!” I screamed, storming into the room.“Lucia, hold on,” he said, buckling his trousers. “I can explain–”“Explain what?! I just saw







