Chapter 49 – Father and Son's

FINNEGAN

2 Hours before the battle

I was tasked to provide the crawlers, who we were able to move up the narrow river in containers on smaller boats, with clothing that had been stolen from the various kingdoms. Orion had spies in every kingdom, sleeper cells, that he used when he needed information or objects.

Hence, the clothing we had of Lamia’s and King Kellen’s.

The crawlers would hone in on the smell like wild trackers and, once given the command by Orion, would seek out that scent, their only goal: To bring down the owner.

Orion and the bitch Shayna had set up a command base inside Riocht’s palace. After throwing in the clothing, I made my way back to the white-washed open squared building. My father wanted to keep me close, in case things went sideways for him and he needed me.

What he didn't know, was that no matter the cost, I would help kill him.

I scratched the back of my neck, feeling the metal chip underneath my skin that attached to my cervical spine at the base