Todos los capítulos de The Awakening of Slave: Capítulo 141 - Capítulo 150

Senna’s POV“Do you mean…” my voice trailed off. For a moment I was so stunned I couldn’t even speak. I looked to Kalev. He was shocked too. It was obvious we were thinking the same thing.It was a moment before I spoke. My mouth was dry. My heart was racing.“What do you mean stolen?” I asked.“We were hunted. The older ones here, they didn’t grow up in this sector. We used to belong to other sectors. We were all taken. Most of us at a very young age. We were brought to a facility. Our wolves were drained.”“You were all flora wolves,” I said sadly. The weight of it hit me hard. That made sense. They were all of varying ages. Flora wolves had been hunted for a long time.Viktor.He had siphoned the wolves of these people. He’d taken them and brought them to his facility. He’d drained their wolves. Then he’d tossed them out here, in this sector, to fend for themselves without wolves.I couldn’t believe this. Why had no one known about this? Why had no one ever come out to this sector?

Senna’s POVPetra was wrong. The sectors were perfectly happy to govern themselves. Over the next few months, we watched everything change. The sectors reorganized. They called themselves different names. They were no longer sectors. They were independent, fully functioning villages and towns.The capital changed the most. The nobles kept their palaces, but they were poor now. A lot of them found jobs in the nearby sectors. Some of them left, unable to accept their fate.Junie thrived. She and Thistle had become close friends. So much so, that Mira took Thistle in. They were inseparable.Kalev and I settled into a routine. But I found myself craving the forest. I often crawled out of bed very early in the morning and went up into the mountains, with my bow and arrow. I liked to watch the sunrise. I liked the silence of the forest.It was when I was alone in the woods that I missed Verity the most. I’d barely known her. I only had her for a few short months, but she had forever changed

Kalev’s POVWe stood on the edge of the cliff. The facility stood behind us. The wind was strong, as though it knew what I was about to do. The waves swelled with white crescents then crashed down onto the shore.I don’t know why I’d chosen this spot. I hated the facility. But somehow, it had seemed right. So many wolves had been siphoned here. It seemed like a fitting place, since Orrin would be the last wolf to ever be siphoned.The sky was overcast and gray. A slight drizzle of rain had started. Just like the wind, the weather seemed fitting. It would have been strange if the sun had been shining. I much preferred the drab weather. Besides, Orrin had always like the rain.And in my hand, I clutched the siphon.Senna and I hadn’t even talked about it again. But over the past few days, the decision had been clearer and clearer. Keeping Orrin was cruel. He was unhappy. He would never get better. Doing this was showing him mercy.All he wanted was to be with Verity. Neither of us knew

Senna’s POVTwo Weeks Later“Can you grab the drinks?” I asked Kalev. I was putting the final touches on the decorations outside in our small lawn. I’d hung lights all around the small space. The scent of hamburgers on the barbeque filled the air.“Of course,” Kalev smiled at me. Then he went into the house to grab the jugs of sangria I’d made.I stood back and admired the lawn. Then a wave of nostalgia washed over me. As of tomorrow morning, this house would no longer be mine. I’d signed it over to Mira. She was going to move in with Thistle and Junie.“Wow.”I turned around to face Isolde. She and Korrigan had just arrived. She was wearing a cute floral print dress, her hair done up in curls. It was hard to believe this was the same woman who had once shot an arrow right into Kalev’s leg. The ‘island’ Isolde was a far cry from this Isolde.Korrigan stood beside her, in khaki pants and a crisp white t-shirt. They were both working at the orphanage in their village. They ran it, and t

One year laterSenna’s POV“Are you coming in for breakfast?” I was bent over the carrots in the garden, weeding them. I wiped the sweat from my brow. It was already hot, even though it was still early in the morning.I turned to see Kalev smiling down at me. Shielding my face from the sun, I smiled back up at him.“Depends,” I teased. “What did you make.”He held out his hand to me and pulled me up from the ground.“Waffles,” he said, pulling me in for a kiss. His lips tasted like coffee.“Then yes, I’ll be right in.”I pulled off my gardening gloves and stood for a moment to admire my garden. Our house in the Seabreeze pack was modest, but it was perfect for us. The scent of the ocean swept over me, salty and thick. I looked out over the ocean. The waves lapped gently on the shore.We’d found the Seabreeze pack two months after we left our home. They had welcomed us in. They were a traditional pack, with a lovely Luna and a soft-spoken, kind Alpha. The pack was small, with only abou