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Chapter 36: Bloody Savages
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The Cry of a Lycan Chapter 44: Training (2)
Chapter 44.ENISA'S povThe wooden practice blade sliced through the humid morning air, stopping a fraction of an inch from my throat. I was already bent double, hands on my knees, gasping for air. Zaden's breathing remained steady, entirely unaffected by the grueling hour we had spent in the training pit."Drop your chin, Enisa," he said, his voice level but laced with the sharp edge of experience. "You leave your neck exposed like that, and you're dead in the water.”Again, I pushed herself upright, arms tremblingI forced my foot forward into a defensive stance, but my muscles screamed in protest. I simply couldn't keep up. My reaction times were lagging, the boots dragging heavily through the packed dirt."I'm trying," Panting, I wiped the sweat from my eyes with the back of a dirt-streaked forearm. "Everything just moves too fast."“Combat isn't about speed," He countered, taking a slow, step closer. "It's about anticipation and the economy of movement. You're wasting ene
The Cry of a Lycan Chapter 44: Training (2)
ENISA's POV The wooden practice blade sliced through the humid morning air, stopping a fraction of an inch from my throat. I was already bent double, hands on my knees, gasping for air. Zaden's breathing remained steady, entirely unaffected by the grueling hour we had spent in the training pit. "Drop your chin, Enisa," he said, his voice leveled but laced with the sharp edge of experience. "You leave your neck exposed like that, and you're dead in the water.” I pushed myself upright, arms trembling. I forced my foot forward into a defensive stance, but my muscles screamed in protest. I simply couldn't keep up. My reaction times were lagging, my boots dragging heavily through the packed dirt. "I'm trying," I panted, wiping the sweat from my eyes with the back of a dirt-streaked forearm. "Everything just moves too fast." "Combat isn't about speed," he countered, taking a slow step closer. "It's about anticipation and the economy of movement. You're wasting energy by overthi
The Cry of a Lycan Chapter 43: Training
ENISA'S POV VENNAS The first thing I registered was the cold. It wasn’t a gentle, creeping chill, but a violent, gasping shock that slammed into my chest, stealing the air right out of my lungs. I bolted upright, choking on a lungful of water that burned my nose. My eyes snapped open as a freezing torrent of water crashed over me, turning the world into a blinding, soaking haze. Cascading down my wet, matted hair, into my nightgown and plastering it against my shivering body. Drenching the blanket, pillow, and every inch of my exposed skin. I sputtered, coughing as a stray rivulet rushed up my nose and itching down the back of my throat. My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird. Disoriented and blind, I frantically swiped the wet hair out of my eyes, the motion doing nothing to stop the heavy droplets from stinging my cheeks. I was drowning on dry land. "What in the name of seven hells!" I shrieked, the words catching on a sob of pure, unadulterated panic as I s
The Cry of a Lycan Chapter 42: Awakened (2)
LEINNA'S's POV VENNAS For a moment, I simply stared. Then I laughed. A short, strained laugh that sounded far more hysterical than amused. "No." I said, shaking my head vigorously. "No, absolutely not. I have finally lost my mind." My back struck the wall of the hut as I tried to pull away, reminding me that I was trapped. "That is what happens when I stay awake for too many nights; I start seeing things." "You are not seeing things." The voice explained calmly, but I refused to listen. This is a dream. It's a dream. Wake up, Leinna. It's time to wake up. Come on now. "Listen to me!" The voice roared, and a thunderous gust of wind swept through the room, nearly spinning me off balance. My dress billowed violently, and my hair thrashed wildly around my face, followed by the loud groaning of the hut and the rattling of the windows. I nearly swallowed my tongue. The thing was talking back. The thing. Not Kael. Because no matter how many times I look
The Cry of a Lycan Chapter 41: Awakened
Writer's Pov VENNAS Nearly half of the small settlement on the eastern coast had been reduced to ashes. Charred beams jutted from the earth at odd angles, while collapsed roofs rested in heaps of smoldering debris. The scent of burnt wood and scorched earth hung heavily in the air, refusing to fade. It was a moonless night, and the dark clouds hovered over the earth like an endless canopy stretching across the heavens. The wind howled through the wreckage, cold and mournful, slipping through shattered doorways and hollow windows. It swept across the ruined settlement in restless waves, lifting loose ashes from the ground and carrying them into the air like ghostly spirits disturbed from their slumber. The occasional groan of weakened timber echoed from somewhere in the darkness, followed by the distant crack of something finally giving way beneath the weight of destruction. The wall of a particular hut was stained black with soot; the windows gaped like hollow eyes sta
The Cry of a Lycan Chapter 40: A moment of Silence
ENISA'S POV Silverstone pack Tick. Tick. Tick. The wall clock droned on relentlessly, each second stretching thin until it no longer felt like time passing, but rather a countdown to something unseen. "So many of them." The thought surfaced again in the hollow recesses of my mind. It didn't feel like my own thoughts anymore. It simply existed, lingering at the edges of my consciousness. My eyes were open, yet for a moment they failed to truly register what lay before me. The room was overwhelming. Like stepping into a memory that wasn't mine. "What do you call this place again?" I finally asked, forcing my gaze to focus. Books. Thousands of them were kept on shelves towering from the floor to a questionable altitude in perfect symmetry, each row arranged with almost obsessive precision. Some volumes rested behind glass cases, preserved like sacred relics. "The Hall of Knowledge," Butler Grey replied. He stood several paces behind me, perfectly still, his hands clasped
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