Imara clung tightly to the reins of her horse as they made their way through the deep and narrow forest. She had been traveling for days and was already feeling weak and exhausted. She had hoped to make it to the next town by nightfall, but it seemed that fate had other plans for her. It was normal and phenomenal, so she accepted it.
Suddenly, without warning, seven rogue werewolves leapt out from the woods and surrounded her and her horse. Imara could feel her heart racing as she reached for her sword, but she knew that it was too late. The werewolves were too fast and too strong for her to fight off alone.
"Who are you and what do you want?" Imara asked, trying to keep her voice steady despite the fear she felt.
"We are the rogue or lost wolf. Anyone you guys call it. Just know that we are not good." The person who seemed to be the leader of the werew
Imara ran through the thick forest, her heart pounding hard against her chest, threatening to break apart the chest and jump outta it. She had just defeated the pack of werewolves, but she knew they would soon regain their strength and come after her. She had to get away, and fast. As she ran, she spotted a clearing ahead and made a beeline for it. There, she found her horse, which had been taken from her when she ventured into the forest. She quickly untied the horse and mounted it, urging it to go faster. She rode for hours, not stopping until she reached the small town of BlackLash. It was a quaint little place, with a few small houses and a main street lined with shops. She rode through the town, searching for a place to rest. As she rode, she spotted a young woman standing outside one of the houses. The woman had long brown hair and
Imara stumbled towards the two soldiers, her heart pounding in her chest. They looked up as she approached, gripping their weapons tightly. "Who are you?" one of them demanded. "I'm looking for Alpha Aidan," Imara said breathlessly. "Please, can you take me to him? I know you are part of his guards." The two soldiers exchanged a wary glance, but eventually the one who had spoken nodded. "Follow us," he said, gesturing for her to walk ahead of them. Imara led the way, her senses on high alert as she navigated the rocky terrain. The soldiers walked close behind her, their footsteps quiet and measured. After a few minutes, they came to a clearing where a small building erected, smoke curling from its chimney. The soldiers gestured for Imara to wait outside as they went in to c
Imara sat across from Casey at the dinner table, trying to keep a smile on her face. She knew what she was about to do was wrong, but she couldn't help herself. She had to protect her own interests, even if it meant hurting her. It wasn't that she even cared about her. All she needed was to achieve her goal and she could do anything to reach that. Aidan wanted this, She wanted this, Keith and Atlas also wanted this, so what could she do? She didn't care. "So, how was your day?" Casey asked, picking at her food. “I was actually very surprised when I saw you. I don't know if I missed you or I have just been yearning to see you since I heard that you would be coming here. I know we were not quite cool when I was in the palace and I believed that we only became friends because of her personal interest. It's fine... At least, a friend will always be a friend, no matter how the friendship starte
"Casey didn't seem to be ready to give up on his highness. She still thinks speaking with him will solve things between them." Imara told Aidan as they both headed out of the house. "I thought you said everything worked out already. So what changed again? Didn't I ask you about it?" Aidan said, still keeping his irritation under control. "Of course. She was so angry and she even told me she will never have anything to do with him anymore but all of a sudden again, she brought that up. I don't seem to understand what is going on with her." "Okay fine. I think her mind hasn't settled yet. We will do something about that but before then... I want you to execute the next mission as soon as you can. You must be wondering why I am so in a hurry. That woman isn't ready to give up and her holier than thou at
Aidan had felt a knot in his stomach all day, as if something was not quite right. He couldn't shake the feeling, no matter how hard he tried. So, when he saw the sun slowly setting over the horizon, he decided to take a walk in the woods to clear his head. As he walked, the knot in his stomach only grew tighter. He began to feel a sense of dread, as if he were being watched. And then, he heard a faint moaning sound. He stopped on his track and tried to focus on when there sound was coming from. The sound actually sound quite familiar. Aidan followed the sound until he came upon Imara, lying on the ground, blood seeping from a wound in her stomach. He rushed to her side, his heart pounding in his chest. He look around for anyone but he there was no one to call. "Imara, what happened to you? Who did this to you?" he asked, his v
As they walked out of the forest, Aidan could notice that Casey was still shivering in fear but he didn't mention anything about it. Meanwhile, it wasn't even about her kidnapped but the scene she saw... Imara stabbing the healer death. She still couldn't believe that she witnessed that. Her heart continued to pound as they walked on, wondering if he could tell Aidan about it. They continued to move but when it seemed as though she wouldn't be able to keep that in mind, she decided to speak. "Alvans, do you have an idea of where Imara is now?" She asked, stopping on her track. Aidan had to stop to listen to her. He turned around and held her hand. "Infact, I was about asking you where you were and how the rogues get to you." Aidan replied. "Actually, I was... I and Imara... I really can't remember how it happened but when we
"Alvans, I want to tell you something very important. You may not believe me, but it's the truth." Casey said, standing in front of Alvans, Keith and Atlas. The trio exchanged glances and returned their gaze to her. "What are you trying to say Casey? I don't think I understand you." "When was the last time you saw the healer? I mean Mia." Casey said, looking up to see their expression. Aidan wanted to speak immediately, but he wasn't sure of where Casey was heading at. He had to contemplate. "Do you think she knows that Mia is dead?" Aidan asked Keith telepathically. "How is that possible?" "Do you know that Imara killed Mia in the same wood she was with Casey? What if she is aware of it? Or maybe even stumbled upon them?" Aidan said, his forehead wrinklin
"Tell me one thing, how did she find out about this? How could you have let her know about this? You know it's meant to be a secret and she is even the one we are keeping it from. Do you know that she won't be suspecting only you?" Aidan asked Imara, his voice barely above whisper. "What are you even talking about Aidan? How was I supposed to know that she was coming into the woods when no one informed me about it. I thought she doesn't walk around alone, you could have asked someone to watch her moves? If it had been someone else who came at that moment, she would have gone with Mia herself." Imara said, sitting gently into her bed. "And what did you tell her when she saw you?" Keith intervened. "There was nothing I could say. You wouldn't have said anything too, if you were in my shoes. She had seen me stabbing her and she infact s