All Chapters of The Awakening of Slave: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Kalev’s POVWhen I first found the little group, Thor had reached for his axe. Defensively, I told them about the clause. I told them I’d come to help Senna. She was my mate after all.“I gave up everything to be here,” I said. “My job as architect included. If you’re going to kill me then fine. But at least let me help her first.”They all eyed my skeptically. They didn’t trust me as far as they could throw a stick. I didn’t blame them.“I know a place,” I said. “A place we can go. No one else knows about it. It’s through a cave in the mountain. It’s…it was a place for engineers to go. If they ever got stuck on the island. It will be safe. Please, just let me help her.”My voice cracked as I pleaded with them. Isolde was the first to realize that maybe, just maybe, I could help them all. I knew the island better than they did. I knew safe places for Korrigan and Senna to rest.They huddled together and whispered, occasionally glancing over their shoulders at me. My eyes stayed on Se

Senna’s POVI held onto Thistle for dear life. I still couldn’t believe that he was actually alive. I’d convinced myself of the worst. When I released him, everyone made their rounds, hugging him.He was shaking and covered in bad scratches. Without a wolf, he wouldn’t heal fast. He needed to get back to the safe place so we could bandage him up.But everyone was so happy to see him.Everyone except Kalev, of course.“What the hell is he doing here?” Thistle asked when his eyes landed on Kalev.I was just about to explain, when I saw movement in the trees.“Something’s wrong,” I said, my eyes going to the forest.“Define wrong,” Thor replied, scanning the trees.Before I could answer, the shadows shifted.“What the hell is that?” Isolde whispered.“Wisps,” I said. Then I turned to Kalev. “You sent in more? But how? You’re not even there. You told me they took away your access.”Kalev’s eyes were locked on the black shadowy figures in the trees.“Someone else sent them in. He’s contro

Senna’s POVThe forest thinned long before we reached the beach. We knew the way since we’d done it several time. We’d stayed holed up in the safe place for two nights. As a result, Korrigan and I were a lot stronger.I did my best to mostly ignore Kalev during our time in the safe place. It was hard though, since he was hellbent on lurking around me, hovering close wherever I went.We made the decision that morning. All of us would go. To the spire. We would end the games today.As we walked along, the density of the trees gave way to something more open. The ground became softener underfoot as the sand began to mix with the soil. The light changed too; it became brighter and harsher. We walked slowly, all of us lost in our own thoughts.It was hard to believe that we’d finally get off the island. If all went well, that was. Either way, the games would be over by noon. We’d either emerge victorious, or we’d die. I think we had all resigned ourselves to that. None of us wanted to prol

Kalev’s POVI grabbed Senna’s wrist just in time. My voice had stopped everyone else mid-reach. Holding onto to Senna’ wrist, everyone whipped their heads at me.I had no idea what would happen if Senna touched that Spire. But my instincts told me it wouldn’t be good. Orrin agreed. Now that I knew it was some sort of siphon, the spire seemed even more dangerous than before.“What are you doing?” Senna hissed at me.“There’s another way,” I said.The thought had hit me like a bolt of lightning, right before I called out for Senna to stop. It was unorthodox. And there would be a shit storm.There was one privilege I still had. Even though they’d limited my access, I was still, technically, architect of the games. So I could use this privilege.No one had ever used it before. Hell, most people probably didn’t even know it existed. But I knew. It was a desperate act. But we were in a dire situation.Everyone stared at me, eyes wide and blinking. The waves lapped behind us. “Architect ov

Kalev’s POVI hated that they sedated her. They did it before I could interject. They just shoved a needle into her neck and within seconds, she collapsed.“She was hysterical,” one of the medics on the helicopter said. It was true. She had been. She’d been hyperventilating. They’d acted on instinct and sedated her to calm her down.I didn’t blame her. Not one bit. Everything had happened so fast. One minute, they’d been reaching for the spire. And the next, I’d declared Senna the victor.Then the helicopters and the guards. Then Thor, tackled to the ground. Thistle had basically been ripped right from her arms.Somehow, I’d managed to stay calm. There was nothing I could do on the island. I had to wait until we got back to the capital. I could only do damage control from the other side.But the announcement that Thor was dead had sent her over the edge. That had shocked me to. There was no reason to kill him. It was the capital’s final dig. It was probably Viktor’s idea. A warning to