Kieran’s povThe moment I got back home, I burst in and rushed up the stairs to the room.I got in and saw her sitting on the bed.This was going to be rough.“Kieran? Where’s the baby?” She said as she got up.I entered and shut the door behind me.She stepped closer. “Where is he?”“I…” I looked into her eyes. “I don’t know.”Her face changed. Her smile vanished. Her lips parted in shock. “What do you mean?”“I went to the hut. It was empty.”“What?”“No one was there. Not the witch. Not the baby. Nothing was touched. Everything looked normal.” “No…” she gasped while covering her mouth with one hand.“I waited all day. I waited till night. No one came back.”“Maybe she went to a river or a market?”“No. She would’ve left a note. Or… something.”“No!” She screamed like a scorned woman.“No. He can’t be gone,” she said again as she paced around.“It’s strange. It didn’t feel right while I was there. I need to find them. I just needed to come back and check on you first.”Her hands tr
Kieran’s povI looked at her with love in my eyes. I had really missed her. How did I go on for months without her? Oh wait… I didn’t.I was always brooding and looking for ways to feel something by killing my enemies.It was a bad way of coping but it was needed.I watched her walk to the bed and sit as her hair fell over her shoulders in a dramatic way.She looked in many ways like someone who was healing. Like she’d been through so much but still believed there was something good to be found.I went over to kneel beside her.“Are you going to leave me now?”I nodded and reached out for her hands. “Yes, I am. I have to go.” Our baby was still with the witch. I needed to get him back.She pulled back a little. “I want to come with you.”I shook my head quickly. “No. You need to stay here. You’re still recovering.”"But I'm fine now," she argued softly. "I can walk. I can fight if I have to—"I cut her off by putting my hand gently to her cheek. "No, Sirella. Please. Just rest." She
Sirella’s povHe quickly lifted a hand. “She’s my friend. I trust her. She helped me once when I was near death. She’s the reason I made it out alive. She’s not like the others.”“Still…” I said, my voice trembling. “A witch?”“She’s kind,” he said. “Strange, but kind. I left the child with her because no one would think to look for him there. And she has protections around her home. Powerful ones. He’s safe, I promise.”I gaped at him. “But how can you be sure?”“He’s safe.”“Really?”He nodded. “Yes. And tonight, we’ll bring him home. But together. Now though . . . you need to eat.”I nodded and took another spoonful of soup, hoping the warm liquid could settle my nerves.He smiled a little. “You still make that face when you’re worried.”I blinked. “What face?” He made a face by pouting and wrinkling his forehead. “This one.”I laughed, an awkward thing that I barely recognized. “You’re annoying, ” I said .“You love it ,” he replied .We kept eating quietly for a few minutes.“D
Sirella’s povI woke up that morning and felt the burn of sunlight in my eyes.I winced and looked away as I looked to the window and found out I was not in a dungeon anymore.I blinked and looked around.There were no chains upon my limbs. There was no hard, moist floor for me to rise from.Gone were the guards.Silent were the screams.Just a soft bed. With a blanket. A real pillow under my head.I sat up slowly, my body moving without being held down for the first time in – I had no idea how long. My heart began to pound. My brain struggling to keep up with the peace I was having when compared to last nights chaos. Last I knew swords clashed. Bells rang through the halls. And Kieran’s voice… Kieran came for me. He found me. He saved me.I blinked back tears of disbelief.Was I actually out of Donovan’s prison?I almost laughed as I looked around the room.It was small and simple, but clean. A small wooden chair sat in its corner with folded clothes on a stool beside it. Before I
Kieran’s povI ran. I ran faster than I ever had before. I needed to get sirella out of this god forsaken place. With everything in me I burst through the forest like a bat out of hell and moved through like light.I had Sirella still laying on my back like she was exhausted as I felt her shallow breathing moving through her.“Don’t worry my love,” I muttered. “We are almost there.”I held her tight. My wolf gave me the speed I needed as I passed trees, jumped over rocks, and crossed through borders of territories. I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.Donovan’s pack was behind us now. The nightmare was behind us. But the war still burned inside me.The forest grew quiet again with the night sky growing dark. I could sss the stars above shimmering before my cabin bloomed in the distance.With a sigh of relief that I was finally home, I entered and stepped in.Almost immediately, the smell of rotting flesh and blood hit my nose as I grimaced.The old blood. The bodies I had left there when I kil
Kieran’s povWe made our way through the tunnel, war echoing in our footsteps. The pack had lost its alpha. They would shatter. They would turn on each other.“Donovan thought he could control everything.” I grumbled. “He was wrong.”Sirella looked up at me again. “Thank you… for coming back for me.”“Once we’re out of here, up north,” I said. “I have a camp. You’ll be able to lie low, get better.”She nodded and rested her head on my chest.I held Sirella tighter in my arms as we moved through the dark stone halls of the dungeon. Her skin was cold. She was weak. She had barely spoken since I broke open her cell and pulled her into my arms. The bells above were still ringing loud—so loud I could feel it in my chest. The whole pack knew something wasn’t right. They were searching. They were coming.It was clear they were looking for me but I would make sure to get out of here before they would find me.I had to if I had any chance in hell at making sure she was safe.We reached the exi