“Deonna?” Kamala said, standing at the doorway of my bedroom.She kept her voice hushed because Mateo was still asleep across the hall. It was nearing morning; We could see the faint sunlight rising through the distance between the fabrics that blocked the window. I hadn’t been able to sleep since we arrived at the village a few months ago, so it wasn’t odd that she knew I was awake.I was holding one of the books that Marlon had given me during my time at the manor; this was the third time I read this book. I still couldn’t put it down. My tear-stained features looked up from the book and at Kamala who was looking at me with such concern in her eyes,She was beginning to adapt well to the village. She began working at one of the clothing markets. She made a couple of good friends. I could also see her life returning to her; it was a good look for her, and I couldn’t be happier. However, I was having trouble adapting, as was Mateo.“You’ve been acting weird since we got here,” Kamala
It didn’t take long to get back to the manor; I never thought I would ever step foot back on the Roessler grounds. The guards stared at me like I had 8 heads on my shoulders as we approached the gate. I didn’t think they were going to allow us through.“What business do you have here, slave?” One of the guards asked, sizing me up and his eyes scanning Mateo curiously and suspiciously.“I need to speak with Marlon,” I told them.They looked amongst each other for a long while. Kamala stepped to my side.“He’s going to want to see her; if he finds out you denied her access, it’ll be your heads on the stake,” she warned them.Surprisingly enough, they started to look worried. They looked her over carefully to find any signs of bluffing. When they saw none, they finally nodded and stepped aside.“Thank you,” I told them all as I rushed past them and through the yards of the manor.I saw some glimpses of the maids in the gardens staring at me. They had their mouths hanging open; I’m sure t
Deonna laid sleepily in his arms; her naked body still pressed against him. He traced his fingers down the spine of her back and she wiggled as it ticked her. Her dark hair fell messily around her face and dampened from her sweat. He used his other hand to move the hair from her features and bring her face up to him so he could gaze into her light brown eyes.He kissed her soft lips and breathed in her musky and gorgeous scent. She was mesmerizing to him. Her body was so soft, and he couldn’t get enough of her. He wanted more of her but he knew they needed to spend some time talking.He held her close, not ever wanting to let her go.He couldn’t believe she was actually there; when he first saw her standing in the foyer, he was worried something had happened that caused her to need to show up there. But his wolf told him that she just missed him and wanted to see him. Now that she was here, he didn’t want to let her go again. It would destroy him if she left again.“We should talk,” h
Sitting in a guest bedroom of the Roessler manor was never something Kamala thought was going to happen. She spent most of her life on the run until she was captured and put on the slave farm; then once she got out of the slave farm, she was on the run again. Being on the run was all she ever knew until she met Deonna once again.Once she and Deonna connected, she decided to stick around. She couldn’t just abandon her dear friend and her friend’s son. She needed to be here in case things went south; and knowing Marlon Roessler, anything could go south at any moment.Marlon might have freed the slaves and fought in a war to protect Deonna and Mateo, but he was far from being a trusted wolf. Regardless of what they do, she didn’t trust any noble or royal. She only knew them to be greedy and ruthless. They were racists who fed off the misery of dark-furred wolves.Kamala knew this second hand.She was born to 2 slaves that resided in a noblemen’s home. They were able to hide the pregnanc
Who did that girl think she was? She had no right to be that mouthy to the son of a nobleman. She needed to know her place; she needed to learn her place. But if anything happened to her, Deonna would be on his tail. If Deonna was on his tail, then his father would surely be on his tail as well.It wasn’t fair.He wasn’t supposed to be nice to the slaves. His father born and raised him to hate the dark-furred wolves. They were disgusting, unordinary, uneducated, and vile creatures. That’s what his father had always taught him. Now his father was in bed with one and allowing another one to sleep in the guest bedroom.A chill went down his spine as he thought about it.Kamala was definitely an interesting thing. She didn’t seem to fear him as most slaves would. Then again, she was protected by his father, so she probably felt safer with that knowledge. If only she knew she wasn’t as safe as she thought.Nobody was.“Bob?” A familiar voice said through the wolf link.Alex.It was a few
Alex was alive?PETRA was alive?? I didn’t understand. I watched Petra die. Bob ripped her throat out right in front of me; I watched her dead body fall into the creek and float away. There was no way she could be alive.How was it even possible that Alex was alive? Granted, I didn’t see what happened after I left with Mateo, but from the way Bob was going for him, I thought for sure he would have died in that fight.Did Bob let him escape?Marlon was pacing around the study; panic was clear in his expression, even though he would never let himself break down. He was too strong for that, and he always felt as though he needed to remain strong for everybody else.My heart was heavy against my chest, and I thought it was going to stop working for a moment.“Here,” I said to Kamala, passing her Mateo.She grabbed him without hesitation; I held onto my chest and pressed my back against the wall. I had to focus on my breathing. I wouldn’t allow myself to have a panic attack right now.Mar
I woke up groggily with Dr. Lovewitt back at my bedside. I wasn’t sure how long I was sleeping but from the sight of the moon shining through the bay window, I slept away the rest of the day. This was good because since getting the cufflink removed, I felt stronger at night anyways. The moon rejuvenated my strength and my wolf felt more alive than ever.I peered around the room and saw that only Marlon was there. That was a relief as well because I didn’t want anyone to see me like this. I hated being the weak one.I winced at the coldness of the scope that was placed on my stomach; Marlon looked worried, as did Dr. Lovewitt. I knew they must have been discussing something before I woke up.“Oh good, you’re awake,” Dr. Lovewitt said as he took the scope off my stomach.“What’s going on?” I asked, staring between Marlon and Dr. Lovewitt.They both looked at one another with a frown before turning back to me.This didn’t seem good.“Good news and bad news,” Dr. Lovewitt said. He had a f
The tension in the room earlier had grown too thick for Kamala to stick around. Once Deonna fell asleep, she went back to the guest room to get some rest herself. She had no idea who Alex and Petra were but from the sounds of it, they weren’t good wolves.Then again, who were good wolves around here?But Alex and Petra were so bad that it nearly gave Deonna a heart attack knowing they weren’t dead.Part of her wanted to know what she was up against, and she knew there was one person who would be able to tell her. She wasn’t sure why she suddenly felt compelled to reach out to him and get information from him. But she didn’t want to sit around and wait for something serious to happen and not be prepared.Mateo was sleeping anyways, as was Deonna. Marlon was preoccupied with Deonna. She figured it would be a good time to sneak away for a few and find Bob.She left the room and quietly walked down the hall. She knew Bob’s room was a couple of hallways away; she only knew this because she
My water broke right in the middle of Marlon’s proposal to me. It couldn’t have come at the worst time, but the contractions were awful and gut-wrenching. Pain coursed through my body, and I screamed as I tumbled onto the bed.It felt like the baby was about to break out of my stomach at any moment. I could feel the sweat trickling down my features and rolling down the nape of my neck. My breathing had come to rasp and my body trembled uncontrollably.Marlon tried to get me to lie all the way down in the bed.“Aaaahhhhhh!” I screamed as more pain went through my body like an electronic shock.I wished more than anything that I could have Kamala by my side, but she was still unconscious. I held onto Marlon’s arm tightly as the pain went through my body, nearly paralyzing me. I couldn’t believe this was happening right now. It was too early to be having this baby; I wasn’t due for another few weeks.“I have Dr. Lovewitt on the way,” Marlon assured me as he placed a warm cloth over my he
Bob carried Kamala back to the manor, and Deonna and Marlon walked beside them. As they returned, the maids were scurrying around the foyer, looking shocked and Winston also looked worried. Bob said nothing as he passed them to the grand stairs to bring Kamala to bed. She still hadn’t woken up and it was worrisome.Marlon felt complete to blame for that. He couldn’t believe he didn’t realize that her magic was no longer light and that she was using dark magic. Then again, how would he have known unless they told him?None of this made sense to him and he felt a knot in his stomach. He knew Deonna was upset with him for making Kamala come here to use her powers. Especially considering it nearly killed her the first time she used them. But at the time, Marlon felt like there was no other choice. There wasn’t any proof that they had won; though from what Marlon could tell, almost everyone including the king was dead.He hadn’t seen Alex’s body though, so he wasn’t sure if his other son w
I ducked and covered as the battleground exploded. Bits and pieces of the king’s ground flew all over the place; smoke filled the air so I couldn’t see if there were any survivors. I was lucky enough to be a distance away, so I wasn’t hit or hurt, but the ringing in my ears was surreal.I couldn’t hear anything, and I could hardly see anything. The smoke filled my lungs quickly and coughed to try to remove it from my lungs. I pushed my way through the smoke and stumbled across some bodies of the dead. I grimaced at the blood as I came across these bodies; they all looked burned to a crisp and blood soaking through the dirt that surrounded us.My breathing grew shaky as I continued walking through the battlegrounds; praying that I could find some survivors.As my hearing started returning, I heard some screams of the injured and some screams of terror from some others.I screamed out for Marlon.I screamed out for Kamala.She was in the air a moment ago, and now she was completely gone
The gunshots and the yelling were getting louder as Kamala left the forest and entered the town of Mooncrest. The battle was nearing as she ran closer toward them; she wasn’t sure what her game plan was, but Bob and Marlon seemed so sure that she would be able to stop the battle by using her magic.Though they didn’t know how deep her magic goes and how different it was. She wasn’t sure she was going to be able to control it once it started working. Once she came into view of the battle, she turned back into her human form.Or more like her body rejected her wolf form. She wasn’t sure which it was, but it was unsettling.The battle was going on around her; as she walked through the fighting, it was almost as if nobody could see her. None of them paid much attention to her; she realized that nothing was able to touch her.It was amazing; she was wrapped in a bubble of different energy. She couldn’t believe it. It seemed as though the dark magic was working around her without her tellin
I couldn’t believe she had just left. We discovered that her powers are darker than what meets the eye. I’m starting to think it wasn’t Nyx who had this plan; maybe she planned to give Kamala the power to use it for good and not drain her of her wolf and life. But maybe whatever dark magic Petra used was what took that light magic from Kamala and started to fill her with its dark magic.I feared that when she arrived and used those powers to stop the battle, it was going to do worse than good.I couldn’t just stand around and watch my friend and everyone I know, and love meet a fatal end. I had to somehow stop it from happening; I told her I was going to let her go alone. I made a promise that I would stay behind and get some rest, get Mateo in the morning, and wait around for Kamala to send me word. But I couldn’t just do that; I had to go back to Mooncrest to help them.But first, I couldn’t just leave here without seeing my son. This might be the last time I see him, and I needed h
“He wants what?!” Deonna asked, staring at Kamala with wide and worried eyes.Kamala sat at the edge of Deonna’s bed, playing with her fingers nervously. She felt the urge to cry but no tears would leave her eyes. She wasn’t sure what to do or what to think. She couldn’t believe that Bob was asking her to do such a thing. Especially after knowing what happened to her the first time when she used this power.Bob didn’t even know the extent of it, and he was wanting her to return to Mooncrest and defeat the king’s army using the light magic that Nyx had given her. He had no idea that her light magic was gone, and it was only replaced with the dark magic the castle’s shield had soaked into her.She was like a sponge, and she wasn’t sure she could handle such a task.It would put everybody in danger and probably kill her in the process.“I have to,” Kamala said softly, looking at Deonna. “I must help with this battle. If there’s a way to defeat the king’s army and fight for our freedom, t
Marlon was taking cover; he remained in his wolf form, but he feared no good would come from that. the king’s army decided to fight dirty and was using firearms. He managed to get a glimpse of Deonna and Kamala running toward the forest and it didn’t seem as if anyone was following her.Alex’s eyes never left her though he was growling as he too remained in his wolf form. He was obviously furious that she had gotten away but with one wrong move and he would have gotten shot so he couldn’t go after her.It pleased Marlon to watch Deonna escape and once she disappeared into the forest completely, he knew she was going to make it to the village and make it back to Mateo.He refused to die here though; he wasn’t going to let Deonna give birth to their second child without him. He couldn’t bear the thought of her raising their children alone. She wouldn’t have the proper resources needed to raise these children on her own.However, there was no doubt in his mind that she would manage just
I nearly dropped the letter as I continued reading it; it was a letter from my birth mother, Elianna, to my adoptive mother. it was all here; every bit of truth about what happened the night I was born. It was Frederick that told the duke about Elianna giving birth to me. It was Frederick that basically caused the manhunt for my birth father Robert and caused him to either die or run away.I wasn’t expecting the duke to forgive Elianna so easily though after she had an affair and a child with Robert. But he forgave her until she was sent my information and then she was never trusted again.Considering the journal entries were no more and this seemed to be the last letter that I know about; there was no doubt in my mind that the duke had his wife killed because of my birth.What hurt more than knowing about my actual past, was knowing that my adoptive mother knew about it. Everything was written out for her; I’m not sure when she received this letter, but she received it and read it. S
I wanted to write this letter because you have something that belonged to me a long time ago. I have lost everything, and I continue to lose so much even as I write this. I don’t know how much more time I have before they find me. But if nothing else, I want you to at least know the truth about Deonna. I know you adopted her in an orphanage up North. I know this because I was the one who put her there, and you might be wondering who I am and why I would give up such a beautiful child, placing her in a location as cruel as that orphanage. It’s because where I come from, I couldn’t take her with me. It’s not that I didn’t want to, it’s that I couldn’t. if she were to be found out, I would be put to death. But I made some miscalculations, and it seems I will be put to death anyway. Her existence is known, and I only have myself to blame. I’m sorry for writing this in a letter and I’m sorry you adopted her without knowing the truth about her. She will grow to always have a target on her