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Chapter Thirty ▏The Answer

"I didn't do anything," I say immediately, which makes Jossie's expression darken even more. "We were just—""Gynith, Briar, please look after Alistair and make sure he doesn't bleed too much in preparation of our journey back to the camp," she commands without looking at them. "Come with me, Lora."She grabs my wrist and leads me to the side of the clearing. Her gaze is so sharp that I just want to cower, to cover my eyes so I won't see her anymore. But of course, she makes it impossible for me not to see. She stands before me, squaring her shoulders as though preparing for a fight."Jossie, I'm so sorry." I bite my lip. "I didn't know it would happen. We were just talking before I went and looked for you and—""Did you find the scroll?" she asks, her tone fairly calm. When I nod, she sighs. "Did it turn out to be fake?"I nod again. "He got mad."“I figured.” She massages her temples. “What did you do?”

Chapter Thirty-One ▏The Destination

I don’t know what came over me. I don’t know what compelled me to kiss Alistair just like that. What I know is that it’s a bad idea that would probably backfire later, but right now I can’t stop. I can’t pull away. The gravitational pull that he has on me is undeniable. The moment my lips touch his, a war in my head begins.But the battle ends right away once he starts kissing me back.The world vanishes, gets reduced into this tiny space between us, right down to the movement of our lips and the warmth of our breaths. I can smell him, the sweet scent of something I can't quite put my finger on. I graze the back of his neck with my palm, my fingers digging into his hair, and he reaches out to cup my face, his thumb resting on my cheekbones. His touch is light, as gentle as the wind and as soft as the traces of water teasing the soil.The flutters in my stomach turn into a full fledged buzz, like a thousand fireflies lighting me up f

Chapter Thirty-Two ▏The Trumpets

The Demika Circus disguise is on. The carriage with its colorful banner is the first in the long lines of small carriages pulled by our strong horses. We’re on the fast track towards Gailis, and even though the journey is long, our crew is pumped with energy.It didn’t take any hard convincing to leave immediately. The moment Briar shared the news, Alistair was on the move, instructing everyone to pack up faster and load the carriages.“About eight miles, and we’ll finally be in Gailis,” Alistair announces, sitting in front of the carriage and steering the horses. He glances at all of us who are inside, flashing a smile. “You guys excited? Because I know I am.”“I would be more excited if we’re on steady ground,” Gynith says, sulking in the corner hugging her knees. Jossie told me that she tends to be sick whenever they’re traveling, and right now her face is in an awful shade of green. “I f

Chapter Thirty-Three ▏The Beach

With one last scared look at all of us, Jossie steps forwards and exits the carriage. Then she helps Kalem follow, with Gynith closely behind him. The trumpets continue to pierce the gloomy morning air, making the birds fly and scatter from the trees that surround the road. Briar jumps out of the carriage while Alistair stands by the door with a flinty glare aimed at the approaching Royal Party.And here I am, petrified.“Come on,” Alistair urges even though he himself is reluctant. “Let’s get this over with.”I nod and come with him as he steps out, but I can barely feel my own heart beating. So many thoughts are running in my head. What if they see me? What if they see him? What if we get caught and they find out who I really am?The Royal Party pulls level with us, and in perfect sync, we get to our knees and bow for the King and the Queen. However I sneak a glance up, just to satisfy my longing, just to see my father. And

Chapter Thirty-Four ▏The Thief

We’re underwater, yet there’s fire everywhere. On my skin, on my lips, all over my body. And when I feel Alistair’s fingertips brushing the sides of my waist, I almost lose it. I gasp, but his lips close over mine, kissing away the soft sounds and breaths that escape me. A blazing trail is left at the spots he caressed as his hands slide on my back, gently tracing the length of my spine until he cups my bottom and pulls me towards him. I feel something hard and long pressing against me, and a thrill invades my heart when I realize what it is. I bob up from the water, wrapping my arms around his neck and deepening the kiss. I’m drowning in him, slowly losing myself in the warmth of his skin and the firmness of his body. I’m moving with him as he starts to kiss me more urgently, his hands going from slow and gentle to needy and hungry. And as I get submerged in the sensation of him, images start to flash in my head. I see a big black wolf in a f

Chapter Thirty-Five ▏The Plan

“Alistair!” His name escapes my lips as I rush to catch him, but gravity gets there ahead of me. He’s splayed on the ground, his eyes shut but his mouth slightly agape, the red gash on his chest still soaking his shirt with blood. The sight of it makes my stomach turn, not out of disgust but of pure, cold fear that engulfs my body in one go. I get to him a millisecond too late, and when I’m finally kneeling by his body, my brain freezes up. What am I supposed to do now? Will I worsen his bleeding if I move him even a little? “Please help him.” I turn to Briar, but he’s already on his way. On the other side of Alistair, Briar kneels, quickly taking Alistair’s arm and draping it around his shoulders. Then, in one go, Briar lifts him up. “Take his other side, Lora. We’re close to the camp anyway.” He’s right. We are close, but every step carrying Alistair’s limp body is complete and utter mental torture. It feels like the camp is still a long way

Chapter Thirty-Six ▏The Party

I look at the other side of the grand ballroom and catch Jossie’s eye. We’re both dressed in the white uniforms of servers, both holding flutes of liquor on gold platters, going around the place to offer drinks for the hundreds of guests. Tonight is the night. Everyone is in position, and tension is high. But I would say luck seems to be on our side. Getting inside the Governor’s mansion was surprisingly easy. We just had to wear the uniforms and go our separate ways, then we instantly got picked up by the ones in charge of the logistics aspect of the party. In no time, after lingering at the back door of the kitchen, Jossie, Gynith, and I were steered inside and instructed to hold drinks for the guests. Meanwhile, Alistair and Briar are just patrolling around the mansion. Kalem and Scion are waiting outside, hiding inside the carriage that we’ll use to get away. Everything is set, right from the beginning. We had a good start and now it’s up to us to keep it

Chapter Thirty-Seven ▏The Cells

For a second my whole world turns black. The man lifts me up in the air and tries to press me against the cold marble walls, but I kick and thrash as hard as I can. He almost loses grip, but he quickly recovers and holds onto me even tighter.“Shh,” he croons by my ear, and instantly I feel bile rising up my throat. “Come peacefully now.”Being peaceful is never an option. Not when my life is in such terrible danger. I think of Alistair and the others, about what is possibly happening to them right now.I hope it’s just me. If they’re safe, I really have no complaints. I will take this situation with no problem. But the thing is, I have no idea if they’re safe, so I continue to struggle.Balling my hands into fists, I try to elbow the man’s ribs. I come into contact, feeling his bones collide against my joint, but he doesn’t seem fazed. In fact, the harder I struggle, the better he gets at holding me d

Chapter Thirty-Eight ▏The Princess

Steeling my breath, I brace myself for who’s about to enter. Everything seems to be slowing into a stop, even time itself. From the length of the staircase, I can hear footsteps and scuffles, low muffled groans and hissed commands. My skin drumming with pain, my eyes watering as I keep my gaze fixed on the bottom of the stairs, but I still feel a clearTwo figures come in, shadows at first, elongating with the flickering light of the gas lamps.The room seems to draw breath when I see that it’s Alistair.And dragging him into the dungeon is no other than Briar.“Ah, there you are,” Governor Celso calls out to him gaily. “Bring him here. Right in front of the lady.”The sheer shock from what I’m witnessing is enough to paralyze me. For a second I’m not entirely sure of what I’m seeing. It’s Briar. Our supposed ally. The one who helped Alistair many times. Yeah, he’s not a good person,

Chapter Thirty-Nine ▏The Wolf

“No, that’s not true!” I scream at Governor Celso. In a spur of rage, I jump to my feet and aim for a slap, but he grabs my arm just in time and pulls me so that we’re face to face. He sneers, so I grit my teeth, take a deep breath, and spit on his face. “Scum.”His sneer doesn’t vanish, but I can see the fiery anger in his eyes. “Call me whatever you want. That doesn’t change the fact that you brought them here to me.” He wipes his face and grabs my neck, spinning me around to make me face Alistair and the others. “Now I can take them to the king, like you intended. You can thank me later, once we’re married.”He holds me in place, his breath at the back of my neck. Alistair is staring at me with his eyes shining with tears. Jossie is glaring at me. Gyntih and Kalem are not moving anymore, slumped on the ground and bleeding.“Please believe me,” I say, but my voice is bare

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