All Chapters of The Lone Wolf: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

CHAPTER 71Cayla lit a fire and waited patiently for Cade to rouse from his slumber. To say she was stunned by his arrival would be an understatement. A lot of things weren’t adding up, and she felt so lost—a huge part of her wished that this was all a dream. The thought of losing her entire family was nerve-wracking. The goddess's words echoed in her mind; she was truly at a loss. She didn't even know what to do next. How could she possibly fight a demigod? Yes— she was born with superior magic powers, but to take on a demigod? That was something she never thought possible in her wildest dreams. The words her mother and the goddess said echoed in her mind, “You are never alone.” She sighed in resignation and leaned on one of the wolves to rest, when a pained groan had her sitting back up.“You’re awake!” She said, approaching Cade who was yet to take in his surroundings. His eyes widened like sausages when he saw the wolves they were surrounded by. He instinctively reached for his w

CHAPTER 73The moment Cade's skull broke and Cayla saw life fading out of his eyes, something inside of her was shattered. The walls she erected to be able to function crumbled, and a wave of guilt overtook her. She wanted to cry out and scream, but she couldn’t as her neck was grasped tightly by the emperor, who looked to her with a satisfied smile. Her mind was failing to comprehend what she had just witnessed. Her heart was thumping wildly in her chest. Everyone and everything she had ever loved had already died or was now dying before her eyes. They were supposed to be the victors in this battle, not the victims. But now it was like she had led a herd of sheep to their slaughter. “Look at what you've done to all these people. Leading them to an untimely demise. What a waste of life.” The emperor chastised her as he forced her to look at the dead bodies sprawled about. “I am done playing games with you. It’s about time you unite with your dead family. Do you want to know how they

CHAPTER 75Although Richard hesitated initially, he went with Leon to the south after much deliberation. He could not risk the life of his men, so he sent them back to the North. It was something he needed to do alone, and from the look of things, if it was a trap, it was better to fall into it alone. It was a noble but foolish decision, but the best he could think of at the time. The news of Lucien’s demise came as a shock to him. It filled him with rage, and he couldn’t wait to get to the South to unleash his fury on whichever half-bloods that would cross their path. He barely said anything as they traversed the woods. He was completely on alert. He did not let his guard down even for a moment. No sound went undetected by him in the forest. He was on the lookout for anything and everything that could be harmful. “You mentioned a relic,” Richard stated as he confirmed they were alone while they found a resting place. “Yes,” Leon nodded with furrowed brows in thoughtful contemplati

CHAPTER 77The upper rim of the sun began to make its appearance on the horizon. Ophelia and Leon were roused from their sleep by the rising sun while Ethan remained unconscious. His breathing was steady and getting stronger, but they needed to take him to get proper treatment from the healers. Traveling with an injured man was inconvenient, and they could barely cover much ground daily. Richard sat across from them, staring intently at Ethan as though looking at him would hasten his recovery and get them home sooner. His attention was drawn to Ophelia as she stirred from sleep and approached him hesitantly. Though he was impressed by her strength and effort while they fought the half-bloods, he was still perplexed by how she got there and why she risked herself like that. They may not have successfully escaped from the half-bloods with their lives and with minimal injuries had it not been for Ophelia’s intervention. Not only did she fight valiantly, but her knowledge of the South p

CHAPTER 79The full moon hung low in the night sky, its light peering through the darkness, piercing through the thick cover of trees like liquid silk. Its ethereal glow was a quiet witness to the atrocity that took place tonight. The gentle howl of the wind and the way the leaves swayed were almost depressing. It was as though the forest mourned. The twigs crunched under the weight of Marcus' foot as his boot made contact with the ground, his steps were heavy and unsettled, but he moved with quick strides. He did not have time to waste. The blood moon would soon be upon them, and on that night, he should have all the items, or everything would have been in vain.Marcus returned with a heavy heart and swirling thoughts that plagued his mind. The magician had given him a potion that he concocted from scratch and that’s what he had poisoned Aaron with. The effect of the poison was more potent than he could ever imagine. Aaron's death almost felt too — easy and he was greatly disappoint