TATIANA POV
. Standing with Raphael near the entrance, a small band of warriors summoned by him—one beta and two omegas-would be accompanying us to the Silver Fang territory. "We want to remain small," I told Raphael while adjusting the several supplies we had amassed. "Too much commotion would arise. The Silver Fang Pack would never let us slip by undetected." Raphael nodded, glancing at the fighters lined up. "I trust these three. They're very capable and loyal. We might need them when we get there." Just as we were stepping out, Lorenzo came up to me, his round and pretty little face full of worry. He placed his small arms around my own waist and looked up at me with wide eyes full of fear. "Mommy, I’m scared,” he barely whispered. I squatted down and gave him a tight hug. "I know, sweet boy; but you will be safe here. You must promise me to stick with the others and stay away from Harper and her baby. They are not good people." I didn’t realize Raphael had been listening to this whole conversation. He stepped forward, his brow furrowed. "Tatiana, don’t give him such thoughts. He is still a little boy.” "He has to know the truth, Raphael," I said firmly. "This world has evil in it, and he has to learn how to deal with it.” “Strength derived from fear is not strength," he gently argued. "He should be sheltered from the darkness, not sent forth to do battle with it." Between us, Lorenzo's gaze whipped back and forth, his confusion apparent. "I want to be a brave mommy to you like you are," he said. I softened my look and knelt down in front of him. "You will, baby. Just remember that bravery is not the absence of fear but conquering it." With a tight squeeze of me, he looked up with tears in his eyes. "Promise you will come back?" "I promise," my voice strong and steady, although my heart wasn't. "You will hardly know that I am gone; I will be back before you know it." Meanwhile, as we collected our belongings, Raphael was having a brief meeting with the warriors. He then gave them his final orders. Tension hung in the air, and during that time, while assembling to leave the manor with the burden of the mission upon our shoulders. "Are we ready?" he asked, turning in our direction. "As ready as we will ever be," I said, forcing a semblance of confidence I did not feel. The outburst of crisp morning air hit us sharply as we stepped out, further reminding us of all that was out there awaiting us. The face of the forest closed up dense around the manor, shadows flitting between trees. I took a long breath to let it all out. "Stay close to me; we are off the well-beaten tracks," Raphael said, and that put my feet back on the ground. "We don't want to be noticed.” I pondered over those words as I peered into the night. "We move fast and silent. Observe everything. The Silver Fang area is dangerous without room for mistakes." Glancing backward toward the manor on our way out, I thought to myself, It feels like an eternity since I have been here, and all this is now at stake. The burden of my crushing decision weighed upon me; however, I could not allow fear to weaken my resolve. "Tatiana," he said gently, pulling me back into the present. "Are you sure? It is dangerous to go into enemy territory." "Yes," I replied, keeping my voice steady. "But we have no choice. We need that herb to save your mother; that must be done." "As I was saying," Lorenzo said, tugging on my sleeve. "I don't want you to go. What if something happens?" I crouched down to catch his frightened gaze. "Nothing will happen to me, I promise. I will be back before you even know it. You just need to be brave a little longer." "But I'm scared," he said, a tear lighting up his eyes. "I know, but you need to trust me," I said, squeezing him tightly. "You're so strong, and so many people here will protect you." Footsteps came closer, and Raphael turned to see the beta and omegas prepared to depart. "It's time," he said. "We leave now.” As we were about to head out, a sudden shudder seemed to ripple through the clearing. I felt it deep inside, something foretelling danger ahead. Every instinct told me this trip would be no picnic; some lurking presence was watching us. "Stay together," I urged the group, the sound of my heart thudding like a drum in my ears. "Do stay close." Yet another moment passed before I swallowed back any last doubts or fears, took a deep breath, and proceeded. There lay before us a dark road that would lead straight into the forest. I steadied my nerves against imagination and focused on the task ahead. The forest was changing in yet another instant. One moment it was loud with a welcoming cacophony; the next, there was eeriness to the silence that sent chills through my spine. I shot a sidelong glance in Raphael's direction; he appeared to have felt the same unsettling pressure that I was sensing. A sudden crack of a branch nearby made us alert. My heart raced with excitement, and I gestured for everyone to halt. "You heard that?" I asked. Raphael nodded and squinted even harder. "We must move carefully." The sounds intensified as one figure came hurtling out of the bushes before we could even blink. I stepped ahead instinctively to shield our group. "Who goes there?" the beta growled, standing protectively in front of me. The figure flung herself out of the undergrowth, wild-haired, fiery-eyed. "I'm not your enemy!" she shouted, arms raised in surrender. "Please, you have to help me!” "Help?" I said, thinking rapidly by myself. "What do you mean by that?" "The Silver Fang Pack is plotting something evil, and if you're here, you're in danger!" she rushed. Before I could utter another word, a loud crack from the trees seized our attention. The tension in the air thickened with the appearance of more figures, shadowed intruders stepping forth from the blackness. "Get ready!" I yelled, pumped with adrenaline as we prepared for the greater danger rushing towards us. But just as I was preparing for the cross into our protection, I was hit with a wave of wind, and a veiling darkness swallowed me. The end of the chapter left the air fraught with uncertainty, and all that remained was to leap into danger with an unknown outcome.Sarah POVI sat in a dim light within my chamber, the candle flame flickering, casting shadows on the stone walls. The air crackled with that familiar energy, alive with the excitement of yesterday's events. I had been telling what happened to Beta Jax, my confidant and, if I’m honest, my lover. There was wonder and concern in his eyes as I prepared to plunge into the turmoil we both saw."What happened yesterday.” Jax asked. I leaned forward slightly. "I trailed our warriors into the enemy territory. The hunters were on Lorenzo's tracks, after he followed them."“Why did you leave so suddenly yesterday, I missed you.?” Jax interrupted, his brow furrowed. “You know how important this was for us! We could have been together, and I wanted to be there with you.”I hesitated at what I could see was Jax's annoyance starting to flare up. “I had to make a decision, Jax. I couldn't just jump in blindly. You know the situation was very serious. I had to think it through strategically. Besid
"Enough!" I shouted, raising my voice in defiance. "You may have convinced Lucian of your merit, but I know who you are. You are poison to this pack, and I will not stand idly by while you hurt anyone else.""Watch your tongue, Clark," she hissed, advancing on me. "You are playing with fire. I will not hesitate to remind everyone just who it is that holds sway here."Before I could respond, the brush of the door was thrown wide. I caught a glimpse of Lady Seraphina. She was thin, faint from her past and with pain as she stood in the doorway. "Sarah, please—" she started, but Sarah gave her a scornful glance."Stay out of this! You're lucky to be alive, and it's all thanks to her!" Sarah yelled at me, one hand pointed straight at my face. "But don't you think for a second that she's here for your benefit. She's playing a game, trying to worm her way back into Lucian's life."My heart pounded in rhythm to the accusation, but before I could defend myself, I turned back to Lady Seraphina.
I was busy concocting a remedy while the atmosphere in the room was filled with anticipation. I worked with speed to mix the herbs that I had gathered with careful hands. My heart raced with the hope that this remedy could save Lady Seraphina. The air stirred with the scent of crushed leaves, and I concentrated hard on the task so as to create a brew most potent for this purpose.“Clark,” Lucian murmured under his breath, watching me closely. “Do you really think this will help her?”“It must,” I said, glancing towards his mother, pale and weak on the bed. “These herbs have a strong healing capacity. If we can reverse its action from the poison, she can recover.”Once mixed, I poured the dark liquid, which smelled strongly, into a little cup and walked back to Lady Seraphina. “Drink this,” I said softly, handing the cup out to her. “It will help.”With trembling hands, she took the cup from me and drank a little of the potion. Each swallow was agonizing for me as I hoped and prayed th
My preparation of the herbs I had gathered filled the room with a weighty silence. Dim light seeped through the win- dows, casting soft shadows that danced along the walls. Lucian's mother lay on the bed, breathing shallowly and laboriously. I felt, in my heart, the urgency of the moment, knowing I had to save her.In their squeezing, the crushed herbs sent their potent aroma nostrils wide open. The mixture had to be perfect; it was my only hope to counteract the poison that had found its way into her system. "Clark," Lucian said in a whisper as he watched me. "Do you really think that will help her?""It has to," I answered, casting a glance toward his mother, pale and weak lying there. "These herbs are quite strong in healing. If we can counteract the effects of the poison, she might recover."With the mixture prepared, I poured the dark, aromatic liquid into a small cup and went to Lucian's mother. "Drink this," I urged gently as I held it out to her, "It will help."Quaking finger
The air in the forest was heavy with tense anticipation as we emerged from the shadows. Moonlight cloaked the world about us in an otherworldly glow. I could feel the adrenaline still rushing through me, each pulsating wave igniting my fierce desire to protect my son-from those awful one-on-one encounters with Sarah. But all of that was dismissed the moment we went into a clearing: the ominous weight lay upon my heart-mixed with fear and uncertainty over what lay ahead.Lucian stood by my side, a tortured, desperate urgency stamped outwardly upon his face. "Clark ," he stammered, his voice gaining strength, yet each word rife with emotion. "You must come back to the Palace.”I I turned toward him, my brow furrowing. "Back to the palace? After everything that has just happened? The thought of facing Sarah again makes me sick. You know I cannot do that. I can't stand the idea of her tormenting Lorenzo while I'm there." "Please," he said, stepping in even closer. "My mother's health is
I dashed through the woods with the weight of the herbs steady in my grip and an urgency flowing through my veins. Lorenzo needed my help-a need to thwart further danger for him. But as I neared the village, a ghostly twist in my stomach told me that something was dangerously wrong.Just outside the healer's house, before entering, I transformed back into a human form with my heart weighed down by anxiousness. “Lorenzo!” I shouted, my voice cutting through the stillness. “I’m back!”I received only silence in response. Panic chewed me up from the inside. I ran to the door, kicked it open, and it revealed nothing but an empty room and a heavy silence that sent shivers down my back. The healer was long gone, and there were no signs of my child.“Where is everybody?” I muttered as the terror weighed down in my stomach. I wheeled around and dashed for the central square, with the same feeling of chaos brewing just beneath the surface. As I came closer, muffled sounds reached my ears: cea