The guard moved closer and Daemon felt his heart pounding in his chest.The air became tense and brittle like glass that had been cracked. Any mistake or suspicion would cause everything they had planned to fall apart like dried leaves on fire.The young man, breathing heavily and with bloodied lips, huddled next to Daemon. His eyes were wide with fear as he stared at Daemon holding on to hope like a man who is drowning.Others in the line moved uncomfortably around them, glancing between Daemon and the guard. Their expressions were sharp and silent with fear.Daemon drew his fingers closer to the dagger hilt, which was concealed beneath his tunic. The thought of pulling steel and cutting through the guard was alluring for a split second.Rather his hand slipped into the folds of his clothes away from the weapon. He pulled out a little leather pouch that was heavy but a little worn. He threw it at the guard with a well-practiced flick. Daemon's voice was smooth and calm as he said,
With cautious steps, Fea navigated the smooth corridors of the White Fur Packhouse.Her eyes were downcast, and her shoulders were slightly hunched to give the impression that she was smaller.Blend in, move like one of them, and avoid drawing attention to yourself. That was the aim.The basic outfit of the maid's uniform consisted of a brown dress, an apron, and a cloth cap to conceal her hair. Although, she had the same appearance as the others. Her mind was more active than anyone else's. She committed to memorizing every door, stairway, and corridor she went past.Each moment was significant. The Packhouse was a soaring estate with polished wooden beams and thick stone.Outside, most of the servants held mop sticks and buckets. Hurting off to complete their chores.It was the perfect setting to slip in without being noticed by anyone.The pack house was silent and vigilant, clinging to the walls like dust. After passing two guards, Fea went into a more peaceful hallway close to
She could see the dim, quiet hallway in front of her, with the flickering light creating thin streaks of shadow on the walls. Fea took deliberate, slow steps, looking at doors and walls to find the route she had committed to memory from the building plan.Like any other servant, she placed the laundry basket on her hip. Yet her heartbeat thundered beneath her ribs and her mind was clear and focused. Every turn she made and each step she took, took her one step closer to the Alpha's room. Nearer to the antidote. Ethan's poisonous condition was getting worse. Three maids brushed past her.One of them gave her a quick indifferent glance. She shuffled past them with her head down pretending to be a maid on a long shift exhausted.Her breath caught in her throat as she turned left and the guards were no longer visible.Standing tall and proud at the end of the hallway, was the Alpha's chamber door. Which was carved from thick dark wood and featured an intricate silver crest of the Wh
Fea's body moved in a strangely still manner but her mind was racing.She was unable to panic. The guard approached her and gave her a suspicious look.He narrowed his eyes. “ You shouldn't be here. What is your name?”She turned slowly holding the laundry basket closer to her chest like a doe in fear. “ I… I was instructed to bring linens to the Alpha's chamber,” she stuttered, her voice shaking.The guard raised an eyebrow. “By who?”Fea twitched her fingers. As her weight shifted unevenly on her feet.She staggered a little and the basket slipped out of her hands. With eyes that flickered uneasily, the guard stepped forward and asked, “ What's wrong with you?”She swayed and muttered, “ I…..Her face was pale and stunned. “I don't feel okay. My…my head it's ach …Suddenly, she crumpled, her body going limp as she thumped softly to the floor. Her head lolled sideways and her arms flopped loosely.She slowed her breathing, keeping it steady but shallow, and her eyes fluttered shut,
Daemon held Fea's wrist. “We need to run!” he whispered. “We can't let them capture us. Feas' breath came faster as she yanked his hand away. “No Daemon! That's not a good idea.”His eyes grew wide with a sense of urgency. “They’ll succeed at any moment. What do you suggest?A loud bang reverberated from the door breaking the stillness. Already the guards were attempting to pry it open.Fea's gaze shot to the window. Running to it she threw back the curtains and peered down. As she measured the distance, the wind slapped her face. The ground was too far from the window. Anyone who dared to attempt to jump it would die. Peering over her shoulder Daemon joined her. “ We could leap together. Perhaps land on that shed roof. It's just the right angle.” Fea gave a firm shake of her head. “Too dangerous. Neither you nor I will make that leap. If not, our necks will break.”Daemon turned to her and said, “ Then what Fea?” With a hint of panic in his voice. BANG! The door rattled sudde
Ashton's face was etched in deep worry. He kept pacing outside back and forth like an angry lion.It was night already and yet no word from them. Each time he heard a sound, he'd look up in the direction, expecting to see Fea and Daemon, but he saw nothing.Another sound came and he stopped pacing again. This time, it was a squirrel that ran past with speed. His shoulder slouched in disappointment.His arms were crossed then he uncrossed them and rubbed his face.He took three steps forward. And turned back.His gaze drew in an anxious glint. In the hopes of seeing Fea and Daemon emerge from the forest carrying the antidote, his gaze kept to the trees. But each time his hope rose it sank once more.And then he heard footsteps. He stopped. His heart leaped to his throat. He swiftly spun around looking at the direction of the sound. However, he saw neither Fea nor Daemon. Swords slung over their backs, two of the pack's warriors were on their way to their night watch.With their boo
The road was covered in long shadows as the sun had sunk behind the hills. After the market that day, Fea and Daemon sat at the back of their cart and blended in with a group of farmers and traders heading out of the Whitefur Pack. With her cloak covered in dust from the road, Fea covered her hair with a brown scarf. With his eyes darting from guard to guard, Daemon had lowered his hood. As the horses dragged them forward with slow resolve, their hooves clopping against the stone-paved path, their cart creaked softly.The closer they got to the gate the faster Fea's heart beat. The guards hardly gave them a look. To keep moving, one waved lazily at the traders.With a slight moan, the heavy wooden gates opened. The gate was rolled open.Freedom.Fea, however, couldn't resist looking behind her. She froze. Her gaze fell on a swarm of warriors leaving the guesthouse where she and Daemon had been staying. One of them appeared enraged, his voice resonating through the walls as th
As the masked man and the wolves surrounded them, Fea's heart pounded frantically in her chest echoing louder with each beat.Although the air was cool, fear burned through her skin. Daemon stood erect before Fea, his shoulders squared. With a steady yet steely tone, he said, “ You have the wrong information. The antidote is not in our possession.”As though amused, the man in the mask cocked his head slightly. Then he suddenly sprang forward, snatched Fea, and pulled her in close. A cold, sharp, and gleaming dagger was pressed against her throat. Her breath caught as she froze in fear and gasped. Daemon's eyes widened. “Release her!”The man snarled. “ Then don't test me. If you lie to me again, I will cut her throat open. “Give me the antidote now!”Fea's body shook under his hold. She began to sob as she squirmed under his hold. “Spare us, please. Do not harm us.”Her fingers were fumbling as she slowly moved her hand to the folds of her cloak. She then took a tiny glass vial
As Ethan approached Daemon, his eyes were filled with worry. His tone was urgent and sharp. “ What are you talking about?” he asked. “As we speak there's unrest in the pack,” Daemon replied in a tight tone. “I noticed a group of people making their way to the pack house on the way here. They are requesting explanations for Ravana's whereabouts.”Fea took a step forward, her face solemn. “From what I understood,” she continued in a low voice. “ They're saying you killed her in order to become the Alpha of Ridgewood pack.” With the accusations bearing down on him, Ethan let out a long sigh. He tried to comprehend the chaos by closing his eyes for a while. This was not what he expected. As he opened his eyes he looked at Fea and Daemon. “Who else knows of Ravena's death?” he asked in a whisper. Feeling dread snake up on his spine.“It's just you, Ashton, Fea, Frank, and me,” Daemon said. Suddenly a flash of realization hit him. Daemon snapped his fingers as though he had just found a
Ethan strode with a newfound strength in his step. The carefully planned out appearance of his warrior’s uniform conveyed a sense of readiness and a man who had been freed from the grip of harm. He had a commanding presence and rough lines on his face which were possibly deepened by recent hardship. A few women whose eyes lingered a bit too long showed a glimmer of admiration for him as he made his way through the busy center of the pack. But he was oblivious to all that as his mind was restless and empty, caused by deep sorrows.He should be happy for surviving the poison but Ravena's demise left him in anguish.Children ran past him, giggling and shrieking in delight as they ran to hide in different corners.It brought a familiar memory of his childhood which suddenly made a smile tug at the corners of his lips.He waved casually but warmly at an elderly farmer who was hard at work in his gardenHe was a man named Frederick whose grizzled hands drew life out of the ground itself
Aside from the gentle crackle of the fire in the hearth, the room was silent. The room had an odd almost eerie atmosphere as shadows moved along the stone walls. Frank, Ashton, and Fea remained by Ethan's side after the healer had left. Fea was seated closest to him, her hand resting softly on his arm as though she was worried he would become unconscious again. “You should get some sleep,” Fea said in a worried-sounding voice.Ethan gave a resolute shake of his head. There was a fire in his eyes. Now a strong desire to understand even though he still appeared weak and pale. “No,” he said unpleasantly. “Tell me, What happened?”None of them was keen to speak first and they exchanged tentative glances.Finally, the silence was broken by Daemon who moved forward into the firelight. “We tried to rescue Selene,” he said with a regretful tone. “We discovered the location of her detention. But we were attacked.”Ethan just looked at him expressionless for a moment. Then, wincing from the
Before he could even catch his breath, Rylan's eyes snapped open, and a blast of icy water struck his face. Coughing and blinking against the unexpected wetness he let out a sharp gasp. “Thanks to the goddess.” A familiar voice said. “I was starting to worry that you had passed away while you were asleep.” Rylan looked up to see his best friend and Beta, Tristan grinning. Rylan's chest flared with irritation. He snatched up his glass of wine, which was the closest object, and hurled it at Tristan without thinking. After missing, the glass shattered into a hundred tiny pieces as it crashed against the wall. Using the back of his hand to wipe his face Rylan muttered, “ You bastard. What did you do that for?” Tristan let out a loud obviously unconcerned laugh. “Dude, what's up with you? I entered your chamber. I called you but you didn’t answer. I was alarmed to see you lying there like a corpse in the bathroom. I doused you in water as a result.” Rylan let out a long sigh. He h
As he pushed the door open, Alpha Rylan paused. Hesitating to go in. The familiar scent of Selene's perfume hit his nostrils.Sending jolts of pain that rippled through him.But this was his room. Yea, he shared it with Selene. And now she's gone, never to return.Running away won't mend his bleeding heart. He felt as though the walls themselves recalled the love that once called this place home. It felt colder and smaller now. This was the room that he had previously shared with his ex-wife and former Luna Selene, and he had avoided it for days. Pretending that the room didn't exist and immersing himself in the never-ending responsibilities of pack leadership, border combat, and quelling the escalating unrest among his people.The memories that lurked inside these four walls were easier to avoid than to face them. Something inside him, however, broke tonight, his heart.Selene's tear-stained face flashed through his mind. She kept insisting she was innocent. Was she telling the t
Then something changed.Ethan’s breaths began to even out but it was ragged and shallow. The frightful gasps were replaced by a slow steady rhythm.Fea's heart leaped for joy. “I think he is alive! He is breathing!”Just a moment ago, he had stopped breathing, but now, it seemed he fought to stay alive.The erratic flickering of his eyelids ceased and they opened slowly and feebly. Despite being blurry and unfocused his eyes wandered the tiny space. As he observed the hazy forms surrounding him, a tiny glimmer of recognition moved through his eyes. The healer leaned over him with gentle eyes.Then he could see Fea more clearly, her face glistening with tears but glimmering with a newfound happiness. Daemon was standing close by smiling at him. Frank and Ashton were also present, their faces displaying a mix of amazement and relief. A dry parched feeling tightened around Ethan's throat. His voice couldn't come out when he tried to ask what had happened. A silent plea came out of h
Ridgewood their pack and home in the woods was hidden by a large waterfall. They eventually arrived after a short walk. Daemon exhaled deeply. That the difficult times might be coming to an end made him happy. Fea moved forward. She pushed a spot on the stone wall as usual. They entered their pack after the wall opened. “You have to give Ashton and Frank the antidote,”Daemon said to Fea as the wall closed once more. “I will have to call the healer.”Fea nodded. Before departing she gave Daemon a hug. She was beginning to like him. Ever since they embarked on the journey to get the antidote, she had grown attached to him. As Daemon approached the healer's home she watched him. Some children screamed with joy as they ran past her. Even though it was nighttime a few members of their pack remained awake. Fea moved at a fast pace. Wondering if Ethan was still alive made her heart race. The antidote was securely stored in her clothing. It was gently pressed up against her skin. S
A pale glow was cast over the forest where shadows whispered among the trees by the moon which hung low like a silent sentinel.In his black warrior uniform with the Ridgewood crest faintly glinting on his chest, Jarred stood motionless in the center of a small clearing.As though attempting to calm the storm building inside of him. His hands were clasped behind his back with his fingers interlocked. Despite the cool night air, tension hung over. In the distance, a lone owl called out as leaves rustled in the wind. Jarred remained motionless. His eyes were narrowed and fixed on the horizon and his jaw was clenched. Waiting impatiently, he wondered how long it would take him to arrive.Time is a luxury he doesn't have.And then, something hit his nostrils. A much familiar scent. And his tense shoulders relaxed a bit.Footsteps echoed. Moving slowly and methodically coming up behind him. He did not turn. A low, respectful voice called, “ Master. As directed, I have the antidote.”
As the masked man and the wolves surrounded them, Fea's heart pounded frantically in her chest echoing louder with each beat.Although the air was cool, fear burned through her skin. Daemon stood erect before Fea, his shoulders squared. With a steady yet steely tone, he said, “ You have the wrong information. The antidote is not in our possession.”As though amused, the man in the mask cocked his head slightly. Then he suddenly sprang forward, snatched Fea, and pulled her in close. A cold, sharp, and gleaming dagger was pressed against her throat. Her breath caught as she froze in fear and gasped. Daemon's eyes widened. “Release her!”The man snarled. “ Then don't test me. If you lie to me again, I will cut her throat open. “Give me the antidote now!”Fea's body shook under his hold. She began to sob as she squirmed under his hold. “Spare us, please. Do not harm us.”Her fingers were fumbling as she slowly moved her hand to the folds of her cloak. She then took a tiny glass vial