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Chapter 19
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Twisted Fates In A Tiger's Eyes Chapter 23
The night after the council’s teeth had bared at me, I made my decision.If I left Yewa among the tribe, she would be torn apart before dawn. Not by decree, not by my order, but by their own restless fear. My warriors were predators, yes, but predators ruled by superstition as much as bloodlust. To them, sparing a war prisoner longer than a day was sacrilege. To them, Yewa’s presence alive in the camp was a wound festering poison.They would kill her behind my back if I let her out of my sight. And worse, if they succeeded, I could not punish them without confirming what they already suspected: that she mattered too much.So I brought her into my den.It was an act I disguised with cold cruelty, a performance carved from stone. In the open, before the army and their sneering commanders, I said what they needed to hear:“Death is mercy to a wolf like her. Why give her what she craves? No. Let her rot where she cannot escape. Let her learn what it means to serve the hand that conquere
Twisted Fates In A Tiger's Eyes Chapter 22
General's (Eric's) P.O.VThe silence in the war tent was heavier than any battlefield fog.Six of my highest commanders stood in a circle around me, the firelight licking their armor, their faces carved into masks of suspicion and suppressed fury. Outside, my soldiers drilled, shouted, and drank as though the day were like any other. But inside these canvas walls, the true war was brewing.The war for my authority.I could smell their doubt. It was sharp, sour, laced with the quiet hunger of predators sensing weakness in their alpha. They feared me, yes. They always had. But fear was not loyalty. Fear eroded the moment cracks appeared, and today, I had cracked the bedrock of our unspoken code.They hadn’t said it aloud on the execution ground. None dared challenge the Tiger General in front of the army. But here, in private, their eyes gleamed with questions sharpened into accusations.I sat at the head of the long table, my claws drumming softly against the wood, each tap deliberate
Twisted Fates In A Tiger's Eyes Chapter 21
General's (Eric's) P.O.VThe air was heavy with silence.Not the silence of peace, nor the silence of the battlefield when the last scream fades. This was the silence of expectation, of judgment. Thousands of eyes were on me, waiting for a single flick of my hand.The day had come. The twenty-fourth hour since Yewa’s capture.There was no law inscribed on stone, no decree written in the archives of my people, but the custom was older than any ink or parchment. War prisoners, especially leaders, were to be executed within a single day of their capture. It was how we kept our enemies from rising again. How we fed the fear that kept rebellion strangled in its cradle.I had ordered dozens of such executions myself. Never once had I faltered.But never once had the prisoner been her, and I was faltering a little too hard.My soldiers stood arrayed around the execution ground, armored, silent, and grim. To an outsider, it might have seemed like reverence or discipline, but I knew what brew
Twisted Fates In A Tiger's Eyes Chapter 20
General's (Eric's) P.O.VI had envisioned this moment a thousand times on the march home.The weight of victory at my back, and how I was to deal with this matter in a way that it would have the littlest damage to her.Yewa. The woman who had nearly burned my army to ash. The woman whose eyes glared like sharpened blades, even as chains bound her wrists. She was not simply a prisoner. She was a flame I could not douse, and yet I would not let her burn free.As we journeyed back, I could not help but steal a few glances at her.The Tiger’s Den rose before us like a fortress of stone and bone, carved into the mountain’s belly. Our banners snapped against the wind, striped with black and gold. The scent of iron, flowers, sweat, and sweets, greeted me as familiar as my own heartbeat. My soldiers cheered at my return, at the sight of their General leading home the fiercest enemy they had ever known, but beneath the clamor, I could feel the pulse of unease. All eyes shifted toward the wo
Twisted Fates In A Tiger's Eyes Chapter 19
General's (Eric's) P.O.VI had caught a glimpse of her but before I could even look properly, it was an attack from all sides.It was always like that. Take down the head and the body would fall.As I fought with not much dedication to the battle, I saw them retreating and could clearly see her holding another commander whom I could recognise from the armor she wore.My scouts had whispered of her dwindling forces, of her pack fighting with desperation, of numbers slipping from her grasp, but, Yewa was the kind of commander who turned desperation into fire, who bit down harder when the world tried to force her to yield. You may wonder how I knew her name but I did my research the second I got back after seeing her.I did not believe she would ever bow. That was what made me march that day with an emptiness in my chest, prepared for another bloody push to finally crush what remained of her resistance.As we searched through the woods, in the direction they had retreated to, I heard s
Twisted Fates In A Tiger's Eyes Chapter 18
The General’s (Eric’s P.O.V)I was not a man meant for love.That was the truth I had long accepted as my shadow and companion, the way a blade accepts its scabbard. From the time I first held a sword, I had married myself to war. A soldier does not dream of flowers or dances or of gentle hands that can soothe away the ache of battle. He dreams only of survival, of strategy, of victories that keep his people safe.For years, I thought myself immune to the petty distractions of the heart. I was respected, feared, even admired for my discipline, my control, my unshakable presence. I was the Tiger General since I was quite little for my ferocity, my unwavering gaze and my ruthless decisions on the battlefield, but behind the steel and the glory, there was only silence inside me. A silence I once thought eternal.And then, there was her.The memory comes back to me often when the nights are quiet. The first time I saw Yewa was not in the warmth of peace, not under banners of truce or i
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