Semua Bab Thrown Back by the Moon Goddess: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Liberty povSurprisingly Maverick returned to Black Forest with Martin, Madeline and me. I expected him to stay at the castle or Golden Lodge to pick his army and leave as soon as possible. Instead he insisted he needed additional time to gather intelligence on the rogues and to plan accordingly.His father tried pressuring him into leaving almost immediately. Maverick was inclined to do so because he didn’t want to disappoint his father now that he was finally proud of him. It took lengthy discussions with me to come up with an approach. King Truett might not listen to Maverick as he is still young but he does listen to his beta. Beta Xander and York are still heavily investigating the rogue attack but as of now have basically nothing. The corpses revealed that the rogues were given a potion. The handful of prisoners couldn’t or wouldn’t say a word. They all claimed that they were peacefully living their lives in the nomansland and then found themselves in the cells. No one believe

Maverick pov Grumbling, the men exit their rooms. Fully dressed with their backpacks on they assemble in front of the barracks. I catch myself scrutinising everyone one of them. ‘Would you betray me and for who?’ Is the question I ask each one of them in silence. Asked out loud none of them would admit that they have or will betray me. Let alone tell me who they are loyal to. Standing in line they watch me, waiting for the sign to either shift and run or march in human form. Shifting would make us faster and I think that would benefit us as then the rogues would have less time to organise a trap or attack. The distrust and insecurity make me anxious and indecisive. Something I’ve never been before. “March!” I give the sign. I turn and start the march to the borders of the Kingdom. Silently we make our way through the forest where only a few weeks ago academy students lost their lives to the rabid rogues we are now setting out to extinguish. After an uneventful day walk we make ca

Liberty povI feel like an empty husk Maverick has only been gone for two days. As much as I want to believe that Maverick will return I can’t. Naveah is of no help either. She too feels gloomy and overwhelmed with a sense of dread. Madeline and Martin do their best to help me get through the day. In class I’m distracted and during dinner I just move food about on my plate. Madeline ends up feeding me as Martin watches me with great concern. I know he will ask questions. He’s not one to quietly watch me run myself into the ground. I just hope I can somehow give him answers that aren’t too far from the truth. All days come to an end and so does this day. Before I go to bed I leave my window cracked open so that if Maverick returns he can easily enter my room. I know it’s ridiculous, he’s only just left. Even if the mission was a success he couldn’t be back already. I find myself in an unfamiliar forest. I hear voices talking and I quietly make my way over to them, making sure I sta

Liberty povEverything seems surreal. Life for everyone around me seems to move one while I stand still. Frozen in time. Everything is difficult, it’s as if I’m walking though loose beach sand while everyone else seems to be traveling over nice smooth paved roads. Naveah is quiet. Mourning the loss of Maverick and Gunner in a far corner of my mind. On the fourth day of mourning I went to the administration to ask if I could have the spare key to Mavericks room. I need to be in his presence one last time. As I’m just his girlfriend and nothing official I presume that his father will have his room cleaned out shortly after the mourning period. I want to take some of his clothes and maybe something else to remember him by. I doubt that his father will notice if I take a couple of shirts. I hope I can find something that I can remember him by that’s not something they will miss. Something that will not wear down over time. When I enter the administration Mrs. Howard spots me and comes

Liberty povMom wraps her arm around Mary-Jane's shoulder to support her. Mary-Jane rests her head on Mom's shoulder and sniffles. I do my best not to eyeroll. I catch Cooper looking at me with a raised eyebrow. I’m sure he’ll have questions later. “I think I’ll go for a walk before I turn in. Care to keep my company Libby?” Cooper announces as he gets up from his chair.“Of course! It will give us some time to catch up,” I gratefully reply, happy with an opportunity to no longer have to share a space with Mary-Jane.“What is that all about?” Cooper doesn’t beat about the bush, the moment we get outside.“Honestly? I don’t trust her. Things just don’t feel right with Mary-Jane. Mom and Dad barely know her. I can’t remember ever hearing about her let alone meeting her and now this is the place she wants to grow old now her mate has died. It just doesn’t make sense to me. Maybe I’m suspicious of her but over the past month’s I’ve learnt to trust my gut,” answer him honestly. Even with