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“A day may come when the courage of Men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day.” - Aragorn, The Lord Of The Rings #3 The Return Of The King.~ CASPIAN ~Night finally comes.The sun has long faded away, now replaced by a moon shining so brightly over the war fields just beyond the pack river. The fields separate the river from the boundary on the east side, and everyone—including Jocelyn—is already out here.This is where we make our stand.Everywhere I look, our warriors are lining up in their formations. The creature responsible for the attack on my pack that first bloody night—the one that murdered the boy by the river—must have seen these fields. We believe the attack will happen right here because there is no way we're going to let those monsters into the heart of our pack.The rest of the pack members, including everyone else who can't fight, have already been escorted earlier into underground bunkers built for times like thi
~ CASPIAN ~By afternoon, every living soul in my pack is getting ready for war.I'm in the armory, helping Callan ensure the weapons are properly distributed and arranged in order. Bombs. Grenades. Cannons. Wolfsbane gunpowder. Missile systems. Anything that can help defeat the enemy. The warriors around us are gearing up already, some loading more guns and explosives into different giant boxes.Sighing, I stop inspecting the gun in my hand, dropping it on top of the table before me. Looking out the window, I notice that the sun has dipped behind the hills, lower than it was a few minutes earlier. The clouds are also becoming purplish and a bit more orange.Evening is almost here. Fuck.Averting my eyes from the window, I nearly curse again to myself, hating how time seems to be moving so fast like it doesn't give a damn about us being prepared or not.“I hate unexpected shit,” Callan mutters under his breath as he inspects a box of grenades on another table beside me, and it doesn't
~ CASPIAN ~True to my words, the delegates are assembled already. Faster than I expected.Word travels quickly when fear and danger are involved. The atmosphere in the hall is tense, and everyone looks anxious as they stare at the delegates from the Moonclaw Rogue Pack.I enter and take my seat. Callan settles down too.The meeting begins.“Thank you all for gathering so quickly.” My voice is loud enough to silence the restless murmurs. “There’s a threat we must address before dawn tomorrow. Jocelyn Valdez of the Moonclaw Rogue Pack will now speak.”Gasps intensify the tension in the air. When Jocelyn stands, the atmosphere shifts. More whispers spread. I can see the way some of them are looking at her with suspicion, but more look at her with something else.Respect. Curiosity. Fear, maybe.After what happened this morning, I don't really blame any of them for acting the way they're acting now.“Ladies and gentlemen,” she starts, straightening her shoulders. “I'd like to apologize f
~ CASPIAN ~I can’t believe my ears.An attack. Tonight. From a monster called Thanox. And of all the times to pick, he chose exactly the worst time for us.“We have to inform the other delegates and prepare ourselves.” Jocelyn’s voice interrupts my thoughts, breaking the silence. “Another meeting has to be reconvened immediately.”She's right. When she was sharing the bad news with us, she didn't look like she was confused or guessing. She didn’t even look as if she cared whether I believed her or not. She looked like someone who already knew she's right, and she’d told us for our sake, not just hers.I believe her. I believe her with everything I am.Also, whatever we need to do, we need to be damn fast about it.I turn to Callan. “Callan, send word to the delegates and summon them back within the hour. No delays.”“Yes Alpha.” He bows slightly before leaving the room. Jocelyn sighs, her eyes telling me she's skeptical but relieved. She opens her mouth as if to say something, then t
~ JOCELYN ~Lycena.If anyone here in the summit would dare try to poison me, it would be that bitch.The thought keeps running through my head as Sarah lays another warm towel across my forehead. Her touch is soft and gentle, and my nose is filled with the sharp scent of crushed herbs in a bowl sitting on the bedside table.My body feels weak, but I know the feeling will pass very soon. My mind is alive. My powers too.Sarah dips the towel again into the steamy bowl of water, wrings it out, then presses it gently to my neck.“The color is coming back to your face,” she murmurs. “Just rest a little more, my love. You scared everyone today.”“I’ll live,” I mutter, though my voice still sounds faint to my own ears.My suspicion of Lycena and poison hasn't left my mind. But the suspicion isn’t even the worst part. Thanox is the worst part. And after that encounter with him and all that I heard, I can't stop myself from imagining the bloodshed waiting for all of us when he storms the Nig
~ CASPIAN ~What the hell just happened?Everything flashed before my eyes so quickly: the light that exploded from Jocelyn’s hand, the teacup melting like wax, the sight of her collapsing in the middle of breakfast, her head lolling, her skin paling white.Fear ripped through me.And now, her eyes are snapping open as though she had been caught in a scary nightmare.I don’t hesitate.In a blur, I am already kneeling beside her, my hands hovering over her.“Stay away!” Sarah hisses at me.“She's my guest.” I answer calmly, employing every immediate ounce of strength I have. “I'm not leaving her side—”“If you know what's best for her, you'll stop pretending that you fucking care,” she hisses back in an equally but deadly tone. The hate in her eyes tells me to back off and not complicate matters more than they already are.I'm not pretending. I love Jocelyn.But this is not the time to be adamant or fucking reckless.I stand up and step away, choosing to do so for the time being. Despi