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#Chapter 22: An Arrow and a Note
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Aldrich The hours between battle were usually too somber to talk about life. Soldiers normally liked to bond with the brothers they battled with, but it was often too emotionally difficult to formulate words. There was too much blood spilled and lives lost to talk like it wasn't happening. It was also hard to talk about life outside of war in case you didn't get home to continue it. But it was different this time. Last time, I didn’t know Cathy. Now, she filled the spaces of silence from my lips perpetually, each drop of silence dried by her name. “You seem to really love this girl,” Agar chuckled, sharpening his dagger with his claws. Agar had to hear most of my ramblings. He was my second in command warrior, replacing Alan’s spot for this war. I only told him about Cathy because he was my most trusted and worthy warrior. He was the only one who accompanied me in my general chambers tent, wide awake while everyone rested. “And she has
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Aldrich finally came home from battle. He looked gorgeous as ever, his long hair flowing in the autumn breeze, his eyes glowing. I missed those eyes so much—it felt like stepping into a familiar forest each time I lost myself in them. He looked like the princes in old fairytales and folklores returning from battle, and I realized we were living in one. I ran up to him in a field of flowers. The flowers danced and sang around us, cheering on our reunion. My dress was white like my wedding gown, except this time it was more of a silky slip dress. He ran to me, grinning that grin that looked like a schoolboy looking at the love of his life for the first time. My eyes teared with relief as soon as I was in his arms. His scent— the woody lavender–was one I had been desperately clinging to remember in his absence. I pressed my face against his chest, sniffling. “Don’t cry, my Cathy,” Aldrich murmured. He grabbed my chin and lifted it up so that our eyes met. I couldn’t help but smile at
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Aldrich I didn’t care that she took it back; it was too late, the words already uttered into our little universe. I smiled to myself in the darkness, my desk light the only thing illuminating the cabin. It was quite humorous, rejoicing about my wife admitting that she loves me. My only wish was that she let me respond. Agar’s words haunted me, constantly drifting in and out of the forefront of my mind. I ripped out a piece of paper from the pad on my desk and got to work. I had to let her know what I was feeling whether it came from my lips or my pen. Whether she would know soon, or years from now, she had to know in some form what I was feeling right now. I wrote through the night until the pen ran out. Then I pocketed it, making sure it was always by my side. My condition was dwindling, and the pain was gradually worsening from background pain to pain that crippled me some days. Of course, I could not present that to anyone, not even Agar. I
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Aldrich As I was rebandaging my wound, I heard a scream pierce the night. Instantly perking up, I was on my feet immediately, grabbing for the nearest weapon. I didn't know where it came from or how close it was or who screamed, but it sounded wet, like blood was gurgling in the screamer’s throat. It could have been a wandering vampire slaughtered by my troops, or a werewolf slaughtered by the vampire. But then the one scream multiplied into several. I realized then, with one brisk look at the time, that it was the middle of the night and we were sleeping where we were going to deploy in the morning. I was usually awake during these hours to secretly tend to my wound—no one else was, however.Just as I was about to morph into wolf form, a warrior burst into my quarters. “Sir,” he gasped, blood splattered on his face, “the vampires have attacked.”“How did they find us?” I demanded angrily as I morphed, preparing to turn into the cold blooded ki
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Alan eventually returned to the palace with anger on his face and dirt on his clothes. He approached us looking criminally defeated, and there were bags under his eyes like he hadn’t slept in days. I was still frozen in place, my mind folding over the threat, trying to analyze it. A valid theory was that the woman in the woods who gave Theo “water” was Emily. She had failed to kill me, but maybe she was warning me that she was preparing to attempt again? That theory was cemented by the fact a maidservant was not only threatening me, but using Emily’s name as well. “We didn’t find any trace of the son of a bitch again,” Alan snapped, and Danika abruptly shushed him, implying a sleeping Theo in the next room. “Sorry I’m frustrated,” Alan sneered, narrowing his eyes at my sister, “have you done anything to help?” “I did, actually,” she argued, and a smirk split her face. I noticed the amusement kissing her features as they spoke, and the secret admiration
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I must have stared at the note for twenty minutes. Reading it over and over, scrutinizing the way each letter curved and perfectly arched, the smooth black ink’s trail in the ivory, the capital S positioned like an elegant snake. I was holding my recent paranoia and insanity in my very hands; the threats I had been trying to predict, the thoughts slowly infecting my mind, now placed right on my nightstand. My worries materialized into a real threat. The note in the garden was more of a warning–not a threat. Now, the threat was written bluntly, as if it was a cold slap to the face. I watched the night submit to the dawn, still gripping the note between my fingers, a cool sweat coating my spine. If someone I love was being threatened, I had to do something about it. It was still dark enough to be concealed; the sun had not yet peeked over the horizon. It must have been around 4 a.m. Between night and day, between the unconscious and the conscious. A perfe
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I aimed for my body weight to land on his head and make him fall to the ground, but as my knees locked around his neck, he acted as if a mere squirrel attacked him from the trees. The man cried out in surprise but was not affected. I started throwing punches at his neck, not realizing I was yelling, and he ripped me from his neck. His strong hands tossed me off like he was flicking a coin; I went lurching into the dense vegetation. . I fell hard on my back, the landing winding me. A heartbeat passed before I could breathe, and I gasped, sitting up before he could shoot me or attack. “And here I was assuming you’d be happy to see me,” the man said in a familiar voice I had been waiting day and night to hear again. I looked at his face, my heart nearly combusting from out of my ribcage. “Aldrich,” I gasped out, using my hands to aid me in standing up. My legs suddenly felt like sacks of heavy skin devoid of any bones.“Are you mad at me for being
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