I hope you like this chapter. I wanted to let Osiris write some letters again, as a way to deal with everything that has been happening. it was also a nice way to write about a longer period of time.
Lily’s pov Before Arden left to get more wolfsbane, he dozed me with another wolfsbane dart. It looked like it was the last one. I tried to fight him off, but I regretted this immediately. I hit Arden in the face and tried to run, but Arden grabbed the chain making me fall over. He pulled me by th
Ramsey must be his wolf. I knew some people’s wolf had a stronger will than other, but Arya and I had always had a mutual respect for each other. She would never do something against my will. I was still scared and in pain, but Arden walked outside and got some sticks. “I am going to need that shir
Trigger warning. Violence, suicide and (attempted) rape. Lily’s pov It was a lot colder for me now that I couldn’t reach the fire, especially at night. Arden would rather sleep in wolf form, he was used to this. So he slept outside of the cabin. That was at least one piece of comfort, that I could
“Lily you have to talk to me. This silent treatment is making me crazy. You don’t know what you’re doing to me.” I looked at Arden with disgust, “what I am doing to you?! You have me tied up and have hurt me repeatedly, even after promising not to. You are keeping me from my mate and are poisoning
Osiris’ pov We had ran through the rogue territory, splitting the area into sections. I went furthest back, because I was one of the fastest. I am coming for you Lily, I thought to myself. “I won’t let you down Osiris,” Santos said. “I know my friend,” I replied as we kept running through the woo
I shook my head, “no, I need to be here in case she wakes up.” Luna Katherine stepped outside to talk to someone for a second and a nurse came in pushing another bed in the room. “So now she can see you when she wakes up. Take a shower, sleep. We will stay here with her until you wake up.” I too
Lily's pov I’ve been sleeping most of the time, waking up to another visit each time. My friends have even stopped by and everyone one of my sisters. Even Isabella was here with her kids. I had never met the youngest, who she carried in a sling. I didn’t have much energy yet, but it felt so great
Osiris mumbled, “they might start a war.” I raised my eyebrow, making a face that probably was similar like my eight grade teacher used to make. Osiris repeated himself, “they might start a war.” He took a deep breath, “okay I will go. But I need you to stay at your parents pack and I am sending s