Daciana's P.O.V My father always said life was a fleeting breath. A fragile thread that could be spun and severed without our consent.But I always believed otherwise; that every moment leading to our death is, in some way, a choice we make. And that both consciously and in the quiet corners of our mind, we are always preparing for the day life's fair gift comes for us.It felt like none of those things the day he died, and it felt even more empty in this moment. I stared at the lifeless body of my mother, her eyes hadn't closed all the way when she drew her last breath.Nick was also there, and despite not being so close to him, he'd risked his life to save mine.My heart was heavy, and my tears ran down my cheeks as I sobbed quietly.The fight had come to an end, but it had cost me more than I'd imagined. Just the other night we were in her home, and I was only beginning to learn the truth about myself, but now she was gone.“Please wake up,” I pleaded, yanking her off the ground a
Chapter 40 - Along Came DeathMilton's P.O.VI’ve never been to war.I’ve heard stories of it, but never witnessed it.The group and I advanced towards Lyra's Pack as the moon rose above us. The night was chilly, an unfamiliar silence in the woods as we approached their territory.We camped not so far from Lyra’s pack. Adam and Nick had gone to scout the village. They returned an hour later, and the three of us took a walk in solitude.“There are four guards at the entrance gates,” Nick began. “Rogues and Humans too.”I stopped in my tracks and turned to both of them. “Rogues and humans, guarding the same gates together?” I asked.Adam nodded, but still didn't say a word as Nick continued.“The village looks abandoned; there was no sign of Lyra's father or his people.”“Lyra said they were being held in the dungeons. It's an underground prison beneath the Alpha's house.” I informed him.He nodded and went on with his report. “We should attack at first light. The journey has left the w
Milton's P.O.VThey said violence is never the answer. But when the woman you love is abducted by those who only wish to harm her, violence becomes the only clear response you can offer.The village healer was tending to my wounds while everyone else got ready to move.A handful of my best warriors were getting ready to take back Lyra's pack from the rogues, and help find Daciana. The elders gave me counsel. It was a dangerous thing, what we were about to do, so they advised me to stay back in the village while Adam led the expedition. I refused. I wasn't going to let my people fight a war in my name while I sat in my chambers drinking wine and making merry.There was a gentle knock on the door of my office, accompanied by a soft feminine voice.“Milton,” Lyra called. “Can I come in?”She was standing by the now open doorway, her hands stretched in front of her, and her fingers interlocked together. Her eyes failed to meet my gaze, occasionally glancing at everything in the room as
Daciana's P.O.VIt was getting dark. A small fire burned brightly between us, and my mother was stirring a stick of mushrooms above the flames.The forest was quiet, the birds had retired to their nests, and a deer lay peacefully beside my mother. She ran her hands over its head as she whispered something I couldn't hear. The deer seemed to understand every word. Its ears twitched in response, but it didn't run.I sat quietly and watched her bond with the animals. They were drawn to her, like children to their mother. The forest knew her, and she knew the forest.“The animals really trust you,” I stretched out my hand and took a stick of the mushroom that was ready.“When you spend time living alone with them, you actually grow to understand them,” Mother answered, snuggling the deer.I took a bite of my meal. It was crispy on the edges, but tender and smoky as I took another bite down the middle.Mother stared at me, a faint smile on her lips. The last time we ate together was the ni
Daciana's P.O.V You'd expect that after being kidnapped so many times, I’d be used to the darkness by now. But I wasn’t. It still unsettled me. I could smell the people around me. Three humans and two rogues. All of them strangers. All of them enemies. They led me through a rocky path, my hands tied firmly in front of me, and a rope nudging me forward each time I slowed down, like I was some disobedient horse being led to a stream. We passed a waterfall a few steps back. I hadn’t seen it with my blindfold on, but I heard it. The sound of water crashing heavily onto the rocks nearby and splattering on us as we passed by. The sound of chirping birds told me it was morning, and my feet hurt from walking through what felt like an endless night. I stopped to rest my legs, but the rope yanked me forward, causing me to stumble as I struggled to find my balance on the rocky steep path we trenched. “No one said you could rest, Demon. Move faster,” a brute voice said as he shoved me to
Milton's P.O.VEach step I took felt like I was dragging a mountain behind me. My head was heavy, my eyes barely able to register the path I'd trailed, but I kept moving forward.The village entrance came into view, and I saw two patrol guards standing watch at the gates. I stumbled down on one knee and their head spun towards me.“Alpha!” One of them called and they rushed to my side.They slid my hands over their shoulders and helped me up on my feet.“Find Adam,” I instructed them. “We have a crisis.”They led me to the house and I could barely make out the surprised faces we passed on our way. The night's celebrations had died down, and only a few elderly pack members were up and about, cleaning and preparing for the next day.Arriving at the house, I dropped into the nearest chair before my legs completely gave out. Adam was the first to arrive at the house. I could feel his eyes scanning me, the words he wanted to say hanging on the tip of his lips, but he stayed quiet.Robert a