Todos os capítulos de The Awakening of Slave: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

Senna’s POVKalen was silent for a moment as my words landed on him. He looked like he was seeing a ghost. Which in a way, he was. He never expected me to win the games. His shock was all over his face.But then the shock on his face tightened into something smoother.“Senna,” he said, reaching for a glass. “It’s nice to see you.”The room stayed quiet. He glanced around, just for a second, measuring the crowd. They were stunned but what I’d said. The truth was out now. Kalen had sold me against my will to the games.“You should sit,” he said, gesturing loosely toward a table. “Have a drink. On the house. You’ve got half the Sector waiting to hear what really happened out there.”“I’m not here to tell stories,” I glared at him. “And I certainly don’t want a drink from you.”I stepped closer to the bar. “You sold me,” I said again.“I did no such thing,” he rolled his eyes.“I have proof.” I reached into my satchel and pulled out the piece of paper. I slid it across the bar. Kalen’s ga

Kalev’s POVThe transport back to the Capital felt longer than the one that had brought us to Sector 6. It wasn’t the distance. It was the silence.Senna sat across from me again, her posture angled slightly toward the window. She stared out at the long stretch of sky and the thin haze of cloud. It had been hard for her, the whole ordeal. But she’d gotten what she came for. She’d gotten revenge of Kalen. Plus she was in the process of changing the games for the better.She hadn’t spoken though since we left. I was giving her space.“Mira told me she was basically blackmailed into cooperating,” she said out of the blue about two hours into our trip. Her voice was level, but there was something under it, something tight.I waited.“She told me why she did,” Senna continued. “Kalen threatened to sell her sister, Junie. She played along with Kalen and the betrayal to spare her sister.”“That’s awful,” I said, reaching for her hand. “I’m sorry to hear that.”Her eyes found mine. Her gaze w

Senna’s POVWhen I woke up the next morning, I stretched my arms over my head and looked beside me. But Kalev wasn’t in bed.He was sitting, in the corner of the room, his eyes locked on me.“What are you doing?” I asked him. “Come back to bed.”He shook his head. My smile dropped. There was a concerned look on his face.“I have something to show you,” he said, standing up. “I’m going to give it to you. Then I’m going to go and stand right outside the door and wait for you.”“What’s going on?” I asked, a sense of foreboding settling over me. He had papers in his hand. Old papers. An entire stack of them.“Just…read these,” he said, handing me the papers. “I’m going to give you space to read these in private. But I’ll be just outside the door. Waiting for you when you’re ready.”He bent down and kissed the top of my head. Then he flashed me a sad smile.“I’m so sorry, Senna,” he said. But before I could ask what for, he turned and left the room.“Well that was odd,” I said to myself. T

Senna’s POVKalev and I came up with a plan. Since Viktor didn’t know that we knew anything about the Flora purge or the siphon, we decided I should go and visit him. Just a friendly meeting to see if I could get any more information out of him.At first, Kalev stalled. “He’s dangerous,” Kalev told me. But then we both decided it would be fine. Viktor couldn’t just kill me in his own home. He had to be more discreet about it.The Flora Purge file sat in my mind like a wound I couldn’t stop touching. Every time I looked at it from a different angle, I thought about something I hadn’t before. My mother’s disappearance. My late wolf.I was brought into the Marrow solarium by a maid. It sat at the western end of the estate, where the halls were quieter. The doors opened into a warm, inviting room.There were tall windows that overlooked the private gardens. The trimmed hedges curled around the marble paths. Sunlight spilled through the glass. A fire burned low in the fireplace, even thoug

Senna’s POVBy the time I finally came out of the bedroom, the house had gone quiet.Not silent. Not completely. Houses like this never really fell silent. Somewhere in the distance, servants moved through long hallways. Doors opened and closed. Wind pressed faintly against the old windows.The sharp edge of grief had dulled enough for me to move.Kalev had gone out for the day. I had no idea where to. He hadn’t told me. I had spent the day inside my room with the Flora Purge file spread across my bed. I reread the words until they blurred together. At some point, anger had stopped feeling hot and had settled into something colder.Viktor had lied to me so many times during our tea that I’d lost count. I couldn’t stay in the room any more. I had to get out. So I ventured out into the estate to find Kalev. Verity told me he was back now. We followed his scent and found him right where I should have know he’d be.In the Architect’s room.Kalev stood bent over the central table. His slee