If Two Is A Company And Three's A Crowd Novels & Stories

“Thirty Five!” The cheers among the people become louder. “Thirty Eight!!!” “Forty!” “She’s A Thief!” “Forty One!” “Forty Two!” “Forty Three!” “Forty Four!” “Forty Five!” “Forty Six!” “Forty Seven!” Everything in my eyes starts becoming blurry, hazy and distant. I focus my gaze on Queen Aurora. She has a triumphant smile on her face. I should have know she was such a person, that’s the only way she would have been able to survive with Alpha Kelvin after all.

Because the word was starting to fit too easily. The leader smiled faintly. “There were three.” Rhydan went still. Draven didn’t react outwardly. But I saw it. A shift. A recognition forming. Three. My breath caught. “…three what?” The creature’s eyes locked onto mine. “Three anchors.” The bond inside me pulsed again. Harder this time. I winced. Not from pain— from pressure. Like something pressing outward. Waiting. The leader’s voice softened slightly. “You were never meant to carry it alone.”

Infuriated, he flung the door open and barked, "Don't you have any manners? There's a child trying to sleep! If anything happens to Caden—" He froze. It was only then that he finally noticed Stella lying in the middle of the crowd, bloodied and pale as a sheet.