Kai's POVZeke and I trudged back toward the camp, side by side in silence. Zeke and I had followed the deserters, trying to force answers out of their mouths but they were as useless as Zeke's dick. So I killed them. “Hell of a night,” he muttered.“Depends on who you are speaking for.”He chuckled once, then winced. “I thought we were gone for a second back there. That flank almost swallowed us whole.”“The flank almost swallowed “you” whole,” I corrected. Zeke was dumb but I didn't think he was this dumb. Why did he keep using the wrong pronoun? But all in all Zeke was intelligent when it comes to strategy and he was a good fighter. That's the only reason I still let him walk with me. “No one asked you to come,” I continued, pulling off my shirt. “You could have stayed back.”“And miss out on all the fun? No, thank you.”We went silent for a while and that was mostly because I did. He looked over at me, half a grin on his face. “That last-minute switch-up... It was genius. The
RAVEN’S POVBy the time I made it back to my tent, I was done. My legs were heavy, my shoulder was still numb from the bite, and I could barely keep my eyes open.Every part of my body was protesting against the abuse. I just wanted to wash the blood off my skin, take off my torn clothes, and forget everything for one night.I bent slightly, reaching for the hem of my shirt, when the tent flap whipped open and Damien walked in. Not the person I wanted to see right now but I was going to see him later. Damien looked like hell, he was literally covered in blood and a few but deep bite marks.I frowned, locking eyes with him. He looked like he was seconds away from exploding and I wasn't in the mood for that. “Can I help you?” I frowned. “What the hell was that?” he finally asked.I blinked, confused. “What?”“That war,” he said. “What the hell was that?”“You should really be more specific,’’ I said, feigning ignorance. “I'm kinda busy.”“Why did you change the war plans all of a su
RAVEN’S POV. The day of the war finally came and everything was like we expected. The Lycans took the bait. The traitor was still at work but this time he was playing our own game and by our rules. The Gamma returned to the camp with good news. The Lycans had arrived and were camping at a place far from us waiting to attack in the night. They were really sneaky, i would give them that but unfortunately I was more sneakier. I had sent two spies ahead, even the gamma didn't know about this and the rwo spies didn't know about each other. That was how serious I wanted to keep my plans secret. But just when we were about to take preparing, one of my spies brought back news that the Lycans were coming. Another question answered. The traitor was someone fast. Fast enough to inform the Lycans about the change of plans at the last minute. I stood at the edge of camp, my heart thudding in my chest. My bones were sore from yesterday’s fight practice, my body exhausted from barely sleeping.
RAVEN’S POVThe camp was quiet— too quiet that only the sound of the singing crickets could be heard. I tried not to think too much but I couldn't help but see myself and my sentinels butchered into a thousand pieces. An idle hand is really the devil's workshop. And I didn't like the idea of being used by anyone most especially the devil, so I got up and decided to go for a walk and by walk, I meant Kai. I kept telling myself that I was just meeting him because I wanted to keep a close eye on him myself but that was already becoming an obvious lie. Kai had become my solace and my peace of mind. Seeing him when my mind was in a wreck was a blessing, I couldn't let go of —- a hot, pure but lustful sex was just a bonus. I walked fast, trying not to think too much about what I was about to do. I felt a sharp pain in my chest, I wasn't sure if the guilt was eating me up or the cold had finally come to take its prize. But it's a good idea I'm going to see Kai, he knows how to cure everyt
KAI'S POV. I sat alone in the dim tent, the lantern casting soft shadows on the canvas walls. My eyes locked on the dark dark symbols etched into my arms.I couldn’t stop staring. It was almost scary. My mind drifted back—clear as day—to that night with the seer. That crazy old woman with silver-threaded eyes and no patience for my arrogance.“The mark will come when the time nears,” she said. “When it appears, you will no longer control your own fate. The storm will eat your crown. Your blood will start the fire.”I remember how hard I laughed at her face and when she kept coming back to warn me, I threatened to execute her. Now look who's scared like a child? Fuck, I should have listened or followed it off. I was just too young to die. I knew about the symbols as a child, it showed once and disappeared again. My father was thrilled that the legendary god warrior came from his bloodline. And since it was the first time it has happened in the history of the Lycans, my father cher
Xena’s POVTwo days have passed and I have used those two days wisely. I have been resting, watching and planning. I used a walk around the mansion as an excuse to actually look around properly. And everything I found gave off a dangerous vibe but I was still willing to risk it. There were no guards in the hallways. No locked doors or strange things—- except for the sculptures. But everything else made this prison look like a home. And that was what made it more dangerous. The rest of the girls in the house didn't make anything easy for me. They were all brainwashed fools who thought this place was a home and the one who didn't seem to agree to that, weren't really talking. They were all mute. And I couldn't wait for them to finally open up before I hatch a plan to leave. That evening I overheard the women saying that they had to retire to bed early because the next day was going to be busy. I had no idea what was happening tomorrow and I didn't want to know. If anything I wanted