Mag-log in☬ ZEPHYR I walked within the prison yard, my mind reeled from what I just discovered. For days, I have been looking for answers within the libraries. Somehow, somewhere, there has to be a clue about Valkyrie's bloodlust. It's been weeks since Thorne left for the healer. And every day, my hopes are raised high only to be crushed by the setting of the sun with no sight of him. After searching and getting no answers from the other libraries, I walked into the last and third library. For hours, I rummaged through every old book I could lay my hands on, my eyes darting across words as I flipped through the pages. I almost gave up after checking all the outstanding titles, but my eyes caught a stray piece of paper sticking out from a book. The thick brownness of the paper stood apart, a contrast to the light brown of the other pages. Meaning the paper doesn't belong to this book. Then where was the page torn from? I held the crisp materials between my fingers as I read the first li
˙❥ I felt liberated; a bit. Having to fight again. Raymond and Zephyr made sure to avoid any hit that would draw blood and I did the same. For weeks now, I have formed a deep routine: wake up. Eat. Bathe. Train in the woods. Have a chat here and there. Repeat. Right now, I am sitting on Zephyr’s bed, unable to stay in my room alone. And since the thirst is still lingering, it's only fair I stay close to him, as close as possible as I can be. I munched on the mid-fry steak on my plate on my lap, darting my eyes from it to the door. Zephyr had stepped out but I knew he was worried. The subtle clench of his jaw and his pacing gave it all away. We haven't heard of Thorne—not that we could. He could still be on the road considering it takes weeks to reach the healer. Or he could be on his way back. But the uncertainty is killing. My chest squeezed at the slim chance. Either Thorne succeeds, or he doesn't. The door opened and Raymond stepped in. “Have you seen Zephyr?” I as
˙❥ VALKYRIE “Stay by me,” Zephyr had said. It wasn't a statement. It was a command. And just like that, I have been sticking close to him like a pea in a pod. When I woke up yesterday, Zephyr told me Thorne had volunteered to call a healer, and I shouldn't mind feeding off him until then. But I can't. I appreciate it but I just can't.For the first time since I came to the Void Clan, I am seated in his room. Legs crossed. Eyes focused and moving with every movement he took. For the first time also, I noticed the ancient symbols tattooed on his arms, carefully crawling up to his neck. His hair was plaited into two braids; his signature hairstyle, I had to say.I would have asked him what does symbol means but that's the last thing on my mind now. “It's not like the Blood thirst would start now,” I whined, trying to distract myself from his stout muscles. “You will never know.” He glanced my way. “Marie said you should pause taking the herbs for now until the healer arrives .”My h
☬ ZEPHYR I went into the woods. We had to make it quickly to the borders to secure the blocks. I got a little info that the Grim-Fang Pack is trying to negotiate with other packs against the Void Clan. It's not unexpected; definitely, they would want to strike back. I am even surprised they haven't for a long period of time. Are they scared? After increasing the heights of some blocks, I spoke to the Rogues already situated at the borders. I wasn't even near done when Thorne broke through the mind link. I could hear his heavy breathing from the other side, like he had been running or something. “Zeph, something is wrong. Valkyrie...” The hairs on my body rose immediately. I took a few steps away from the rest of the Rogues. “What's wrong?” He inhaled sharply. “It's Valkyrie. We were training, and suddenly… I don't know. Her pupils rolled back so deep, and she was trembling so much I thought she was about to pass out.” My steps moved before I could think. “Something
˙❥But my mind… my mind was on a rampage. I shook my head again, hoping this was just an illusion. But the smell became stronger, especially when Thorne stepped forward.“No. Please leave...”Raymond gripped me tight, wedging me between his arms. I tried to ward Thorn off, wriggling my body in sheer desperation.My breath burst out sharp and ragged while my gaze pinned intensely on Thorne. The confusion on his face spread with every passing second.My body trembled, and my lips quivered.“What's going on?” Thorne asked, his voice shaky. “I can swear I did nothing. You could even see I got more hits.”“I don't think that's what is happening, Thorne,” Raymond muttered between clenched teeth. “Valkyrie!” Raymond shook my body. His lips are an inch away from my ear. “Valkyrie!”My heartbeat spiked further as Thorne took another step. The blood on his lips was starting to get dry and my eyes couldn't look away. Couldn't help but want to take it off his face.“Her pupils are dilating," Thor
˙❥ VALKYRIE Marie stood firmly, not shaking. Her arms were crossed like she usually does. Her face held that coldness that always makes me wonder how she got qualified as a nurse with those traits. I downed the herbs. I gagged. “Good," she muttered, taking the tray with her. I could have vomited it if I hadn't swallowed it. “Ah.” I threw my head on the bed. But that's by the way. I hope she doesn't break her neck when she sees me in the field, training. My eyes counted the lines of the ceiling as I waited for Zephyr. He told me he would come to my room when it's time to train. It's past the time. Finally, I am doing what I love best. But seconds turned into minutes and minutes into hours. No sight of Zephyr. The ache returned. And that low hunger and thirst at the pit of my stomach rose to my throat. “No, not now. Please...” I drawled, praying, clamping my head so hard it would reduce the pain. I took a big gulp of water from the cup on the cupboard and lay on the be
˙❥ VALKYRIE Two werewolves shifted into their wolves—their body cracked, their mouths changed into muzzles, and long, sharp claws shot out. Their clothes were shredded into pieces; I guess they have extra pairs with them. They snarled and ran toward the carriage. Noura nudged me with her arms,
★ RYKER I didn't know how much I missed her presence. How much time had passed that I almost felt numb without seeing her— until now. She stood under the moonlight, and the canopy of the long trees stretched their leaves above her head like an umbrella. The sound of my boot against the fallen le
“We could go in from the Bone-gate in the north.” Raymond walked to me, his hand holding a crisp map. He slammed it on the table, his gaze sharp, running across the lines of the map. “And then trap them from the outskirts of the forest.” His fingers pointed to a red dot on the map. “All that isn
˙❥ I watched as they laid his body on the stretcher. Werewolves surround him. Their eyes were filled with crocodile tears and their faces with fake pity. My mother had her hand clutching the foot of the board, her voice loud and heavy with pain. I couldn't look for long. Neither could I hold in t







