Lucy's POVThe morning that followed was a quiet one, but held promises that it whispered into my ears. I went through all the motions I usually went through on a normal morning. Taking a bath, putting on clean clothes, and pulling my hair into a single long fishtail. With some changes to how servants came to my room, I had gotten the liberty of picking my own clothes, which was what I really wanted. I was tired of having people dictate what I wore. At least then, I could feel some semblance of autonomy return to me.Breakfast was brought to my room, and Tessa and I ate until we were satisfied with the garlic bread and steaming plate of chicken soup. In the weeks that had gone by since Tessa had come to live with me, I had seen her body undergo the wonderful changes that came with leaving a place where all the like was getting sucked out of you, to a place where you could find peace and joy. Her eyes were brighter, her skin, while spotted with freckles, had become so much smoother. S
Lucy's POVThe milk in my hand had gone cold already, but it didn't stop me from finishing up the rest as I listened to the Gamma tell her own story about being someone's second mate.She had been the Beta to Daven's predecessor, Flynn, as they had been friends long before Flynn became the Alpha. In all those years prior, they had simply been best friends, and thought nothing more of their relationship, until Olga turned 18 and started to feel a strong pull to Flynn. Sadly, it was at this same time that Flynn also had his second awakening, and found the woman that eventually became his Luna. So, Olga didn't even get the chance to express how she felt to him. Still, her affection for him never wavered, and she continued to stand by his side. Five years after Flynn got married, there was a terrible fire that started in the barn beside their home, burning food items and other important goods. No one knew how Flynn's three year old got into the place, but by the time Flynn had received
Lucy's POVA few days went by relatively quickly, and things slowly returned to a semblance of normalcy, although we still had questions related to who the real mastermind behind Daven's death was. I didn't get any more letters, and when I realised that the triplets had found the ones I had been sent before, I didn't know how to feel about it.On the other hand, something was brewing between the four of us, and it was getting more and more dangerous each day. The only way I could keep myself free from its effects was by avoiding the three of them. If I saw them while walking through a hallway, I would slide into a hidden corridor out of sight, and whenever any of them came to look for me, I asked Tessa ro tell them that I wasn't home. It was an approach that might have seemed cowardly to some, but I couldn't afford to allow myself to get swayed by some . . . strange mate bond that I didn't fully understand. Also, if I had to be honest with myself, it would have been very wrong to even
Lucy's POVOnly five boys agreed to come with us to Moongrowl. The others refused for reasons only known to them. The carriage had been full, and moved slower than it should have, but we all made it back to Moongrowl in one piece.Saying goodbye to Bloodbath territory had been painful, but there was nothing else I could do. I didn't have necromancy powers to bring the dead back to life, neither could I turn back the hands of time to the point where things were still good. Tragedy had struck, and I had to live with the memories of what was, and wishes of what could have been.When we returned to the pack, I found out that while I didn't necessarily miss the place, I couldn't stop thinking about the people I had left. Tessa squealed with joy when she saw me, and practically flew into my arms before I even made it past the front door.“Lucy!” she exclaimed, pressing her soft cheek into my belly. “Oh, I thought you wouldn't come back.” She started to cry. “I thought that bad man had take
Lucy's POVThe headless body of Nameless remained on the ground of the cave, motionless, lifeless, and colourless. Most of the blood in his body had certainly poured out of him once Shaun had pulled his head off of his body. I didn't know how I could look at the gruesome sight without feeling like vomiting, but I slightly suspected it had something to do with having seen my family members in such a state before, and instead of this new experience to have triggered my pain and trauma, it simply made me . . . numb to it all. Shaun had freed his brothers already, breaking their chains like they were nothing but mere twigs. He came over to me next, and waited for a few moments, looking at my face.“What?” I asked quietly, too tired to sound angry with him. “Are you waiting for permission to touch me now?”He clenched his jaw, causing a muscle there to twitch and dance. Fire blazed in his eyes for a very brief moment before he pushed it away and wore a mask of indifference once again. Car
Lucy's POV“You're the one who killed her,” Shaun continued, slowly rising to his feet despite the chains wrapped around his ankles. Shadows hid a portion of his face, giving him a severe look. “You're the one who took her from us.”The man didn't even seem fazed by what Shaun said. He simply took off his mask completely and bared his face to us all. Asides the scars, there was nothing else particularly remarkable about the man's face. Small beady eyes, a hooked nose similar to an eagle’s beak, and skin so pale it could have been mistaken for chalk. Despite the bland adjectives that came to my mind when I was describing him, it wasn't even done intentionally. He was just someone that looked really average. The kind of person that you wouldn't have ever thought would have been capable of committing atrocities like cold-blooded murder.“Yes, I was the one, and she was very persistent. She refused to die so easily,” he said while smiling. “It was a shame she had to be killed. She was q
Lucy's POVIn the near dark, something warm gently brushed my foot, but the foreign sensation jolted me awake. In the process of shaking my leg, I twisted my ankle awkwardly, and got rewarded with a bout of pain flowing through my limbs. “It's alright, I'm not going to hurt you,” a familiar voice said—one too familiar to me that all the wolfsbane-induced drowsiness left my eyes immediately.It couldn't be . . . They couldn't have come for me . . . Could they?“What—what are you doing here?” I asked Shaun, full of surprise to see him and his brothers chained down to the rocky, imperfect ground as well. I couldn't quite believe what my eyes were seeing. “You can't be here.” Maybe I was feeling the side effect of the poison and it was causing hallucinations. “We came to find you,” Seth said, seated with his legs crossed as though he didn't mind being chained up. “Unfortunately, we just ended up in the same position as you.” He gracefully undid the knot keeping his hair in a neat bun, a
Shaun's POVIt had been close to three years since the destruction of Bloodbath pack, and still, the smell of death hadn't completely left the air. The atmosphere held a lot of darkness, as though every negative thought and feeling that had occurred there had been permanently etched into the very fabric of the pack’s territory. It was no longer a pack, because calling it such would have indicated that people still inhabited it, but based on what we had been told and knew, none had been left alive aside from the slaves that had been taken. We stepped down from the carriage that brought us, taking in all the ashes and broken, dried-up skeletal corpses lining the earth. Some were too small to have belonged to adults and internally I recoiled from the gruesome sight. Father hadn't been a good man, but now, I could see the true extent of his wickedness. Many claimed that after the loss of mother he practically lost his mind, going on senseless rampages out of paranoia, but I didn't think
Shaun's POVWe were going stir crazy in the silence, trying to think up the best ways for us to go after Lucy that would be equally smart and efficient. We couldn't rush in without proper planning, because that would end up making things worse for us. If we really wanted to attain the upper hand in the situation, we had to be well prepared and ready to embark on such a mission that demanded the best strategy.But we had met our first hurdle—getting the exact location of Lucy. All the letters she had been sent left no clues as to where she could have gone. Also, back in that training field, I hadn't been able to sense a proper trail indicating where she had gone. If we didn't even know where we were headed, how did we hope to even fight for her?“Maybe we should just ask Ahmad—” Seth started to suggest, but I picked up a pen from my bed and flung it at him.“Don’t even finish that statement. We aren't going back to him. He'll only laugh in our faces and call us incompetent. We can do t