Chapter 91

Kaelen’s POV“Fate is a beautiful thing, General,” Hansel said.I was betting on the fact I would leave this pack without having to see him, but plans changed it seems. “What brings you here?” he asked with that annoying smile of his.“I’m not here for you, Hansel,” I said, turning to Garold. “I promised to give you something better than lessons, so here it is.”I handed over the rectangular box I held to him. He took it, staring it at with curious gaze. “What is it?” He looked up at me.“You have to op

Chapter 92

Kaelen’s POV“Getting ready to leave, I see.”I glanced at the door to find Nessa, leaning on the frame with her arms crossed and a smile on her face. I flashed her a smile, turning back to the small bag I was filling. “Our stay has come to an end,” I said.Nessa walked in and plopped on the bed, her arms stretched behind her with her palms pressed on the bed. “It wouldn’t be the last,” she said.I couldn’t say no to that. With our stretched alliance, visits like this may become frequent. “Everyone is talking about it,” she said out of the blue.

Chapter 93

Kaelen’s POVI stared out the terrace. It was my final night here and I must say Wildfire pack was most beautiful at night. They paid no expense in decorating the pack. It was particularly busy tonight.Mira told me about another tradition they had tonight but I barely paid attention. It was a good touch after what came down here less than forty-eight hours ago. As much as I love peace and quiet, seeing how happy they were soothed my heart.If those rogues had succeeded, I doubted they would have had the chance to be this happy again. “Can’t sleep?” Asher joined me.I hummed. “Can’t get some things off my mind,&

Chapter 94

Kaelen’s POVThe soft feel of the bed underneath my back felt warm. Staring at the ceiling, I let out a sigh. We were back in Blood Rose. It’s only been a few months and I felt so comfortable being back here.It almost felt like a home to me now. Almost felt like this was where I was meant to be. “Home…” I muttered under my breath and my mind wandered.“I can’t be certain of the others but I am about myself, Kaelen. I want you. I want us to be real. I can wait until you have what you want sorted and I would be by your side at every step or watch you from a distance if that’s what you want, but I don’t want you thinking about rejection. The fact remains, I will not reject you, Kaelen.”“What if I do?”“You can try, Kaelen, but I will not let out bond break.”I sucked in a breath, rolling over my stomach. Asher said nothing about what he said to me last night on our w

Chapter 95

Kaelen’s POVI lowered myself in a squat, swaying the spear to my left then my right, feeling the familiar balance. At the right time, I struck forward in a lunge with a sharp exhale. Pulling the spear back to me, I twirled it around my body slowly building a steady momentum.When I felt the energy peak, I exploded off the ground, leaping into the air, releasing the spear in a swift motion. It cut through the air in a harsh warning, breaching the form of a tree with a dull thud. I sprinted for it, launched myself off the ground and bounced off the shaft of the spear in a clean backflip. As I flipped, my hand caught the spear’s grip once more. Stomping on the tree, I swept horizontally in a razor-shapr arc, slicing through a falling leaf into four piecesLanding lightly on the grass, I watched as the delicate fragments fluttered down. Opening up my palm, one piece drifted gently into it. “That was good.” I

Chapter 96

Kaelen’s POVI still couldn’t tell which hurt more: knowing it was a dream and not knowing. But one thing was for sure it hurts each time. I was back here, watching Corvina hit my child. He didn’t call out to me and I didn’t move towards him either.I stood frozen, watching, ripping apart inside. I kept telling myself it was a dream. This was not happening. My child was gone. She killed him back in Bloodhound. He wasn’t alive. I had mourned them. I should move on with my life, yet I couldn’t stop this pain that tore me apart. The tears brimmed down my cheeks. My legs arched to go for him. My fingers— palms, ached to hold him.Take him away. With every whip, Corvina turned to me with a smug expression. “Are you going to watch me kill him?” She had a smug look. “I love the sound of every whip that comes down his delicate body.”The words hung in my throat. I didn’t want to beg, but my child