Mag-log inSAPHIRE POV
Dr. Wilson started walking back towards the hospital after he told me to be careful living out here alone but he knows that I can take care of myself. He’s just not sure if there are any people looking for that man or if vampires are going to appear. It’s something that I needed to keep an eye on. But after a lot of reassurances that I was going to be fine, we parted ways and I headed back to the cabin.
As soon as I got close enough I heard voices in the distance and I smelt the unmistakable scent of warriors.
I slowly approached my cabin and there were two warriors standing on my porch who both looked at me like I had been to war or something like that.
“What the hell do you want?” I asked.
“Vampires have been spotted in the area. We were told to come and warn you.” John said.
“Yeah. I’m already aware.” I said picking up my groceries and walking inside my cabin.
“How are you aware? Have you seen them?” Justin asked.
“No. But I just tried to help one of their victims by the river.” I said.
“What the fuck are you talking about? No one’s been attacked.” John said.
“No one in this pack. I don’t know where that man came from. He was just there.” I said putting my groceries on the table.
“Why didn’t you report it?” Justin snapped at me.
“Because I was trying to save his life.” I said.
“Where is he now?” John demanded.
“I don’t know. I went to get help and when I came back he was gone.” I said.
“And that’s his blood all over you?” Justin asked.
“Yeah.” I said.
“You’re meant to report an outsider to the Alpha before you get him help. You know the rules.” John growled.
“Yeah, well. Sometimes rules are meant to be broken. Especially bullshit ones that could cost a man his life.” i said.
“You don’t know who he was. You don’t know if he is dangerous or not.” Justin yelled stepping closer to me.
“Why are you even here? Why would Alpha Kyle send you to warn me about vampires in the area? I thought he’d be glad to get rid of me. Even if that meant being killed by those leeches.” I said.
“He doesn’t belong to this pack. He could be a rogue or a traitor.” John snapped.
“Well, he didn’t smell like a rogue.” I said.
“So, he was a traitor.” Justin said.
“We don’t know that.” I snapped back.
“You could have put the whole pack at risk because you failed to report this.” John yelled at me.
“Do you remember what happened the last time you spoke to me like that John. Be careful or it might happen again.” I said softly enough to shut him up.
“Are you threatening a warrior of this pack?” Justin asked.
“No. I’m threatening him.” I said.
“And he’s a warrior. This is why you live in the woods all by yourself. Because you don’t know how to play well with others.” Justin said.
“No. It’s because I refuse to be told how to live every second of my life.” I said.
“You’re coming with us.” Justin said.
“Excuse me.” I said.
“We’re taking you to the Alpha and you can explain what you did.” He said.
“And you can go to hell. I’m not going to see that son of a bitch.” I said.
“Move it.” He said, taking another step closer.
It wasn’t long before I heard more noise outside which meant they had mind linked for back up.
I was outnumbered and I wasn’t prepared to take on several members of my own pack because of a stranger that was hurt by the river.
So I grabbed another jacket that was clean and dry and I put it on as they walked me out of the cabin.
I saw another six warriors standing outside ready to detain me if they needed to. But I just rolled my eyes at them and started walking through the forest towards town with Justin and John on either side of me to make sure I didn’t run.
Not that I would, but I really didn’t want to see the bastard the was my first rejection.
I spread the maps across the table before sunrise, and by the time the first light reaches the fortress windows, I have already covered half the surface with notes.The attacks should make sense. That is what bothers me. They don't.I stare at the western border map while drinking cold tea, because I forgot about it almost an hour ago.Three attacks happened along the northern territory and two occurred along the eastern border.Then came Dante's disastrous strike through the western valley.At first glance, there is nothing unusual about any of them.The locations are different. The timing is different. The enemy tactics are different. But when I place the maps beside one another, something begins bothering me.I reach for a piece of charcoal and circle the first attack.Then the second. Then the third and I draw lines between them.The pattern appears. Then disappeared and I frown."No." I said as I move the eastern map closer.The pattern isn't disappearing. It is changing. I lean
Saphire's POVI don't sleep. I lie in bed for hours, staring at the ceiling while Dante's final words replay inside my head.If you walk away again... I won't come after you next time.I close my eyes, but that only makes it worse.I see his face. I see the disappointment in his eyes and I hear the way his voice cracked when he admitted that not knowing where he stood with me was hurting him more than rejection.I should have stopped him. I should have opened the door and called his name. I should have told him the truth.But what is the truth anymore?That I still love him?That I don't know whether I can return to the life I had before?That I still want him while simultaneously becoming someone he might no longer recognize?None of those answers seem sufficient.Eventually, I throw the blankets aside and sit up. The room is dark, and the fortress beyond my window is silent except for the distant movement of guards.I get dressed, brush my teeth, and pull my hair into a loose braid
Saphire's POVThe fortress is quiet when I return. Too quiet.The battle still echoes inside my head, and every time I close my eyes, I see Dante covered in blood.I see him fighting through impossible odds. I see him refusing to retreat. I see him looking at me after I stepped between him and death.The memory follows me through every corridor. Through every stairwell and through every breath.I should feel relieved that he survived. Instead, I feel unsettled because the moment I saw him falling to one knee, every lesson Varek taught me disappeared.Control vanished. Strategy vanished and reason vanished.I moved without thinking. Without calculating and without considering consequences. I simply moved.The realization should bother me but instead, it terrifies me how natural it felt. I enter my room and shut the door behind me.For several moments, I simply stand there. The silence feels heavy and oppressive.My hands still tremble slightly. I hate that. After everything I have lear
Dante's POVBlood runs into my eyes and my shoulder burns. My ribs feel like they've been shattered. Yet I keep fighting because stopping means dying and dying means never seeing Saphire again.The battlefield has become a nightmare of steel, screams and moonlit violence.Bodies cover the ground and the warriors who followed me are scattered across the valley. Some are still fighting, some are wounded and some aren't moving at all.The guilt should be crushing me but instead, rage keeps me standing. An enemy warrior charges.I block his strike and drive my sword into his chest and he falls. Another replaces him. Then another and the ambush never seems to end.Somewhere behind me, Marcus shouts."Dante!" Marcus yelled.I turn just in time to see three warriors closing in from the left. Too many. Too fast and too close. I prepare to meet them anyway.Then something moves through the battlefield. Fast. Unnaturally fast.A blur of motion explodes from the darkness. One warrior falls befo
Dante's POVThe forest is silent. Too silent and I notice it immediately, but I ignore the feeling twisting in my gut because all I can think about is reaching the fortress.Reaching Saphire and bringing her home.Moonlight filters through the trees while our small group moves through the darkness. Six warriors follow me, and every one of them volunteered despite Luca's objections and Travis's warnings.I should feel responsible for them. I should be calculating risks. I should be thinking three steps ahead. Instead, my thoughts keep drifting toward Saphire.Every mile we cover feels too slow. Every obstacle feels like an insult. Every delay feels unbearable.We stop briefly near a ridge overlooking the valley.The fortress stands in the distance. Massive, dark and waiting.My chest tightens the moment I see it. She's in there. Somewhere behind those walls."That's closer than I expected." One of the warriors muttered and I nodded."We keep moving." I said."Dante." He said and I glan
Saphire's POVThe dream starts with Dante. It always does lately. I see him standing in the clearing where we used to train and sunlight filters through the trees while he watches me with that stubborn expression that always made me want to argue with him.For a moment, everything feels normal. Safe. Then the ground begins to crack beneath our feet.Darkness spreads across the forest and shadows swallow the trees one by one while Dante reaches for me. I run toward him as he runs toward me.But the distance between us keeps growing. No matter how fast I move, I cannot reach him."Saphire." Danye yelled as his voice echoes through the darkness."Saphire." He yelled again.I wake with a sharp breath. The room is still dark, and my heart pounds against my ribs while sweat clings to my skin.For several seconds, I sit perfectly still. Then I force myself to breathe. Slowly and carefully.The word has become impossible to escape so I throw the blankets aside and walk toward the washroom. Co
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