Bradford and Margaret sat talking at her father’s house for a bit. They decided they would keep her safe and she would not go question the people. Bradford had made enough friends among them he knew who to go to. Mr. Bronson was fairly versed in the dealings with the Bitten but he was fairly cut off. Instead he decided to ask Celeste to keep him updated about any details the maids had. “Mar, Mr Lavenos is correct. It’s safer for you here. I’m not sure what the guilde is planning but it’s going to be a fight. I’m going to go back to Mother and we will address the military leaders. Once I know who I can trust and who needs to be ousted, we can take action.” “I’m not very good at waiting around for the men to handle things. I’m still going to keep an ear open around the village. I will be safe there. Raven doesn’t go to the village so I won’t be in danger of her adversaries.” Margaret told him. “Be safe and wary. We don’t know how many of them support the guilde and their plans. I’m

Bradford was preparing to gear up and talk to everyone. He spent a bit of time with his parents and sister in order to take the trials and discern what Raven’s role and response to her discovery of what her full power would look like. He couldn’t understand why he wasn’t tested harder. Why didn’t the council adjust the trials for him they way they did her? Meanwhile Mr Lavenos looked feverishly for his daughter while he attempted to look calm and gathered. Going to the market he passed the tables full of food, jars, wine, jewelry, fabrics and weapons. He walked all over trying to keep inconspicuous. Then he heard them talking, “I’m not sure what’s going on here lately, but something is off. I’ve heard whispers around the castle about unease with the new leaders.” One lady at the market spoke. Another shushed her, “They can hear remarkably. You can’t speak this. Now come on and quiet your curiosity before you disappear.” The two ladies went ahead. Mr Lavenos felt uneasy. “Even the peo

Alpha Xander and Prince Bradford ran towards the dark glow Bradford was tracking. They kept losing the scent in the forest. “Dammit. Something is interfering with my potion. The Ladies are here. I can feel it.” Bradfords patience was wearing thin and he needed to save his sister. The next night was the ritual that she needed to do in order to pull all of her power to ascension. There wasn’t enough time. “I have some secret tunnels of my own to show you. Only the Alphas and Lycan royalty have known of these. There is an entrance nearby and they have magic of their own. If I could find a way to Luna through those tunnels we can have your sister under her moon. We will make a protective formation along side you and your Clan. She will transcend. Follow me,” he broke the mind link and found a secret entrance into the tunnels in the thick brush. Alpha zoomed down into the entrance and ran ahead of Bradford. He stopped and took the scent of the air. Faintly he could smell lavender and lemo

Bloodchild spoke with the guilde, “We have her hidden but I have an insider telling me that her brother and father have joined with the Lycans to fight back. It looks like they have agreed to the proposal and we have an uprising coming from the Lycans.” “They knew that we were going to have to fight this one on the front steps eventually. We just need to gather our allies. The cousins resent being the lesser Clan and would jump at a chance to lead.” One of them said. “We don’t want them to lead. We want to lead. We want Bradford to lead and the general to command the military. The primary goal is to keep the girl from ascending into a creature beyond our knowledge. We cannot know what havoc a hybrid will release in the realm. They have been known to go crazy with blood lust.” Bloodchild said. “Prince Bradford has fought among us and never did he give into that rage anymore than any one of us. There is no doubt he doesn’t have that issue. Can we trust him?” One of the generals loya

Anika looked out her window as she heard the carriage approach. Curious to see her friend coming with what looks like all of their worldly possessions. She runs her hands through her long black ringlets and pulls it up into a side bun. She put on her over robe and fastened it closed. Turning to greet them she told her hand maiden to go ready the safe room. They would have to rest in there today. There wouldn’t be a way for them to get inside and escape the danger of the sun. Danessa nursed her husband and had blood stained tears dried to her cheeks. One of her best friend’s attendants waved the carriage driver to a small carriage house. As the carriage rolled in, a thick wooden door closed behind them. “Elder Bloodchild, Lady Bloodchild. Please follow me. This is the sun sanctuary.” The carriage care taker said and headed to a hidden door under bails of straw. He slid them aside and opened the heavy rings to lift to safety. “Down through here. It’s not as nice as the castle but it is