Poisoned fireDamon’s POV4 days Later,“Bunch of fools” I gritted my teeth hard, storming out of the meeting with my commanders and elders. Their words kept on echoing in my skull further aggravating my rage.They had talked about Milo like he was a plague, an abomination that was walking the earth. like he was not better than every one of them in that fucking room clothed in their regalia and comfortable in their money filled mansion.Like he was not battling with something they would never imagine. Idiots.I shoved the door to my office open, slamming the door so hard it rattled the wall. I stopped stone cold.Across my office, seated on my desk like a little demon was no other person but Catherine. My nose whirled in disgust. It's been a while since I had taken a breath from her consistent disturbances and misconception that what we had meant something.Who gave her keys in the first place?She sat up like she had been waiting exactly for me. Her slit up dress fell at the side
void of dream Milo’s POVBone chilling darkness surrounded me.not the kind of darkness you feel when the sun sets in a field of flowers. No, this one was thicker, heavier, and depressing like the world had collapsed and left me floating in nothing but a void of space. I could feel emotions, could run and walk, but those meant nothing when I was stuck in this nothingness, with no sense of direction or where to go.I don’t know how long I have been here.There’s no sky, no ground, no wind, no sound like I could shout from now till tomorrow and not hear my voice for a moment. Just… an intense sad silence that continued to press down on me like a heavy weight.God knows that I was slowly losing my mind.Is this how I die? Or am I already dead? Is this me serving my punishment in hell? But they say it is a place filled with fire…I had thought about it thousands of times. Different thoughts swirling in my mind.Maybe the powers and strength that had flooded my body had finally consume
The ProphecyDamon’s POVTwo days Later,It had been two days since the attack on my pack.Two days after I found Milo in the middle of the forest, his body was covered in blood. And for two days I have watched him lay motionless on the bed, barely breathing.After bringing him back to the pack. The healers had tried all they could but they have not been able to revive him back. And for the past two days, he has been in a coma state. I clenched my fist so hard I could feel my nails digging into my palms. Death was not enough, for the two fools that had dared to attack my pack. Even though they were dead and their army destroyed but that did nothing to seethe my anger, if not it aggravated it the more. I wanted to peel out their skin while they watched and feed it to them alive. It's because of them, Milo lay motionless on the bed behind me, his whole body bound by different wires, and small runic stones Daphne said would be a great help to him. They pulsed faintly with ancient mag
The monster Minutes laterSomewhere deep in the forest… minutes laterAn unnatural clearing was made, just like a giant palm.o the gods that slammed in the middle of the forest, creating a different landmark from the dense canopy of trees that surrounded the clearing. But that was not the only unnatural phenomenon in the clearing.There was a boy who stood unmoving in the middle of the destruction all around him. Trees were uprooted from its roots, and tall giant trees were all broken from their stump. It was like a bulldozer had ravaged the surroundings, but there was no sign of any bulldozers.Nor any sound of fighting whatsoever. The rogues who had surrounded the boy were now scattered all over the place, unmoving. And dead as rock.Limbs twisted at unnatural angles. Some had their neck snapped, while one particular one was hanged on a tree with nothing but an arrow protruding from its mouth. Blood soaked the soil in a mile radius.And at the center of all the carnage and destruc
Rogues confrontation Milo’s POVThe sound of my feet crunching on dead leaves of the forest continued to echo in my ears. Trees blur beside me as I run through the thick forests.I didn’t know where I was going, but I knew that I just needed to get away as far as possible.Away from all the blood.Away from the bodies that littered the pack grounds…and especially away from him.The look on the man's face as he saw his life flash before his eyes continued to play in my head like a horror movie. Tears continued to fall down my face like a waterfall, obscuring my view.Every time I think about it, all I see is me, chained, and kneeling in front of master while begging for my life.I shuddered as the dark thoughts continued to swirl in my mind like a snake, crawling into the deepest part of my mind to stay.I have never seen him so enraged and angry before. And with a snap, just like that…Gone.He had killed a man…right there, right in front of me like I was a piece of trash.I shook m
CouncilDamon’s POVThe thick smell of iron blood hung in the air like a shadow. As all around the ground were littered corpses of different shapes and states. Almost all of them had one or two limbs missing from their main body.They had come unexpectedly. a surprise and coordinated attack. They came through the northern and southern watch lines at once.They managed to break through the shield and the archery units, before pouring into my pack. But that was the further they could go, before other melee units met them head on.Two packs. Two entire so-called righteous packs had launched a coordinated ambush attack on us. Who the fuck lays ambush nowadays. “Pussies” I grunted, “Only a traitor could have given them such an Intel.”“The reaper” My sword dripped with blood. From the hilt down to the tip with a sizzling sound like it was enjoying the blood on its body.“diieeee” a loud shout came from my back. In one smooth movement, I barely moved my upper back to the side, immediately