Lets all cross our fingers and pray to the moon goddess that nothing else goes wrong. Or at least no one else decides to follow their own ideas and muck things up.
TRAVIS/JANUSI gasp for air as I emerge from the pool, the idea of the simple act of breathing escaping me. My eyes open to find myself back in the cavern. Ashe and the three sisters still surrounded the body of water and me.Aside from the people in thin white cloaks, a male stands by watching intently as I gulp in more air, my feet finding the bottom of the pool and allowing me to stand on wobbly legs.I am not the wolf and there is no wolf inside me. Travis and his life are but a memory. A part of him is still joined with my mind but I went into the pool as two and emerged as one.I knew it was time to leave this realm, I had felt it years ago but now it’s a certainty. My plan with the chosen one was fate and now it has been sealed.“A true god!” The old man bows as I step from the pool, the ink that covers my skin glows with a hue of fire as it swirls and settles in a new position.I feel the eyes of the sisters on me once more but this time when I look at them and their swollen be
TAWNYI paced the halls, first downstairs, then upstairs, and back up again. Chewing on my lips as I waited for information about Crimson.“How could he just disappear?” It’s a stupid question, one I already know the answer to. I just never thought, and apparently, neither did anyone else, that crossing through the gateway with the stone would take him somewhere other than back to Eririat.“No word yet?” Gillian passes by chasing the cubs who are tormenting her daughter. Poor Alice dealt with so much due to them. However, she did have a knack for telling them what to do, and to everyone’s surprise, they listened.“No,” I shake my head, then hold it between the palms of my hands, ready to tear my hair out.“It’s Kolby, he could find his way out of anything. I have faith that he will turn up.” I appreciated Gillian's words of encouragement and comfort, but they didn’t help.Pulling my hands down over my face I rub my tired eyes. “I hope so.” I was waiting for news, any news whether it ca
HUNJIRostam, Jasper, Finn, and I were tasked with splitting the camp into three Divisions. North, East, and West. The West division of our combined armies would back Lamia, Mathias, Kellen, and Rhett, The North Division would be led by Jasper, Tobias, my brother, and Crimson. The East forces were to be led by Mike, Rogue, and myself.Finn’s job was to stay on Rhett’s tail.We had a list of different kingdoms that had sent warriors, or countries that had come together to fight for the realm. As well as a head count. Last night several of us went around camp, taking down names and which pack or kingdom they belonged to.There were several reasons for this. We knew not everyone would survive and we wanted to be able to honor the fallen as best as we could when the time came. I hoped it wouldn’t, but I was also realistic as was Mathias who ordered us to carry out this task. Another reason was that we wanted to split the divisions equally but also wanted to keep armies that had worked well
TAWNY Frazzled. Panicked. Desperate. Scared. I felt all things at once and couldn’t concentrate. Thank Bastet Mason and Tomis had our warriors under control. Gillian and Tristan made calls to every kingdom on this continent. MacTire and Riocht were the closest but even they were more than a day out from where we had fought Senko. ‘From the place you severed my son's head’ That was what the old hag had said. I wasn’t trying to piece together the family timeline or how Senko could be Yggdrasil’s son. I didn’t really care. All I knew was that the dark army was coming for Seneca. They would stop at nothing until they had her and I was her only defense. Though the dark sorceress could be lying, I wasn’t about to take a chance. “I want half of our army deployed to Lewe, the rest need to guard Cambiador and the royal children!” I bark my orders to Mason, then to Tristan, I ask, “What have the other kingdoms said?” Tristan looks at me with sad blue eyes, “They are coming, but as you fear
PETRAIn my raven form, I fly as fast as my wings can beat, heading for Cambiador Palace. From this height, I can see the city far below and the land that surrounds the capital of the Werecat kingdom.I wasn’t sure what I could do if anything to help the immortal child. I had no fighting skills, and I was limited in the shapes I could shift into.Not only was I a young Skinwalker who hadn’t developed the wisdom or knowledge of shapeshifting into bigger animals, but my father had weakened me over the years by siphoning so much of my blood.I would still do what I could for Queen Lamia’s child. Not just for her but for Oliver too. I owed it to both Lamia and Oliver, for very different reasons but they had both become my family. Even though Lamia had been upset with me and ultimately forgave me, our lives had always entwined whether we knew it or not.The sun's rays shine down on my black wings heavily as I approach the city. Circling I can see the southern border, or what I assume to be
TRAVIS/JANUSLike a starved animal I shoveled food in my mouth. After being in the pool of water and emerging without a wolf, a fully changed being, my appetite was humongous, like I had never eaten before. The three sisters sat across from me, each with their chin in their palms, elbows propped on the table staring at me.“We’ve never met a true god before.” The raven-haired sister says. Her eyes roam the ink that litters my body appreciatively.“I’ve never met three nymphs before,” I reply with sarcasm not really caring. “Can all three of you teleport without the use of an object?” That I was curious about.Back in the day, I was able to move from realm to realm with the aid of the dagger that opens portals. The same dagger Rhett now had in his possession.“Nope.” The brunette answers, shifting in her seat and leaning closer. “You need all three of us. But Ashe, she can.” She speaks very quietly, so only I can hear. “We can only teleport inside the realm. But Ashe can go between rea
LAMIAPlans had been laid out; Chakor was sent to scout the area where he had found Crimson. We were waiting for the old Skinwalker to come back with news.Lyric was able to upgrade the dirt bike mufflers and add bafflers to make them much quieter. Warriors, soldiers, mercenaries, rogues, changelings, and hybrids had all been fashioned with weapons of one kind or another. The majority had been given communication devices so we could stay in contact and each division didn’t have to rely on mind linking to get orders across.It sounded so simple, so easy, and organized, but we were far from it. Already there had been fights among packs or groups who didn’t see eye to eye. Every warrior thought they were going to win this war. Every pack that had joined thought they were the best.We were down to fight or flight and despite the internal fighting, everyone was ready to fight to the death for this realm. The only thing all these kingdoms, warriors, and soldiers had in common was to save the
LAMIAAt first light, thousands of us began our march across the dry sandy terrain. There were not enough vehicles or buggies to carry everyone so only a few vehicles came with us. One carried the dirt bikes, and three others housed more weapons and medical supplies, which I was sure would be needed.Under the blazing sun, we walked. Mike, Rogue, and Crimson lead the East division. Tobias, King Rostam, and Jasper lead the North division. Then I, Mathias, Kellen, Hunji, Finn, and Rhett headed up the West division. We had more leaders on our side because most of us would break off and hopefully surprise attack Aodh before his army could rip through ours. The heat made us tired and weary; the lines were breaking formation. As long as they didn’t stray too far from their positions, I didn’t see the need to correct them. Hopefully, we would be able to make camp by the time nightfall came.There were only two races I felt for as we walked the hard ground closer to Regis Rock, the few humans