It was a race against time to get to Mooncrest. None of them were really sure what to expect once they arrived. But Marlon was determined to stop his son from doing whatever it was he was planning on doing; he was about to destroy everything Marlon and his family had built up over the years. It was never supposed to go down like this.The closer they got to the manor, the more fury that rose within Marlon.The manor came into view, and this only made him run faster. He could smell Alex and he knew the king was nearby as well.He was surprised that his remaining guards weren’t at the gates when they arrived at the manor. But he remembered Petra mentioning that she got rid of everybody at the manor, driving them away. He didn’t think that meant his guards as well though.It didn’t matter. He was going to get everybody back, once he found them. He’s not sure what Petra said to everyone to get them to leave, but she said she didn’t kill anybody so that was a relief on his end.As he barge
“I don’t understand,” Deonna said, peering up from him. “A duchess?” They sat on Marlon’s bed; Deonna had her legs pressed against her chest and her head buried in her legs. Her body was trembling nearly uncontrollably, and she sobbed lightly into her legs. He didn’t blame her for feeling this way; he knew this was going to be a lot for her to take in. Everything she thought she knew was being ripped out from under her. “I can’t be a duchess,” she whispered, peering up at him with her tear-stained features. He wasn’t sure how to comfort her.He sighed and stared down at his hands as she continued crying.“Why would my parents never tell me this?” She asked, her voice cracking as she spoke.“I don’t think they knew,” he explained.“What do you mean?” She asked, snapping him another look. “How would they not know something like that?”“Well, you said they adopted you from an orphanage,” Marlon reminded her. “I don’t think the orphanage had that on record. At least, the guards didn’t w
Kamala still felt exhausted after breaking the shield around the castle. She buried her face in her pillow and allowed the fresh tears to soak through the pillowcase. This couldn’t have been what Nyx wanted for her? Why would the moon goddess have her do something that nearly took her life? She was completely out of control, and she couldn’t be stopped.She wasn’t her anymore. She was someone else and it nearly destroyed her wolf in the process. She still remembered her wolf’s pleas for help as she was being drained of everything she was. She sounded so tired and afraid; Kamala wanted to reach out to her wolf and pull her closer, but she was being ripped from Kamala’s body.She didn’t think she was going to recover; she didn’t think she was going to come back from it but then Bob intervened and knocked her out of it. He tackled her to the ground and made her whole again. She was so grateful to Bob for helping her, even though she didn’t understand the motive behind it.If he thought f
He needed men. He only had a few hours before sundown and he wasn’t trusting that the trial was going to happen without a fight breaking loose. It was supposed to be a civil trial between Marlon and his son, with the king and queen ruling, but he had a feeling there was going to be much more at play once they arrived.He didn’t want to tell Deonna of his suspicions, but he knew he was going to need the strongest of the strong to fight by his side tonight.He also needed his servants back so they can help clean up the mess Petra and Alex left around the manor. Deonna slept peacefully in his bed beside him as he scurried out the door and into the darkened hallway. There was still no lighting, so it was darker than usual.He made his way down the hall to the guest room that Petra was sleeping inside. He was glad that she was already awake. She was still cuffed to the bed; the cuff that he used was made to prevent her from not only going anywhere but also transitioning into a wolf.“Wher
Marlon was worried there was going to be another fight, and truth be told, I worried too. He calls it a revolution; the fight that will end it all. If we win, this could mean the end of slavery. If we lose, we will all most likely.I wondered if he was right about a fight breaking loose; Petra doesn’t’ seem to know anything about it but it seems Alex keeps things from even her. Marlon seems to think that Alex was raising an army of his own and we already knew the king’s army was going to be there.I pressed my hand against my stomach, and I could feel the baby kicking. I worried for the fate of our unborn child, and I worried for the fate of Mateo. I missed him so much and couldn’t wait to hold him in my arms again. It pained me to think that I may never get that chance.Kamala and I had made a promise during our time on the slave farm that we would see beyond those chains and put an end to slavery. Neither of us could believe that this could be the moment it all happened.I would be
There had to be over a hundred wolves at the trial; it was in the yards of the palace. Almost everybody was in their wolf forms except for the king and queen. I had never seen so many wolves in one setting before; even at the slave farm, they didn’t hold this many of us.I couldn’t stop thinking about what Marlon had said to me, that he wanted Kamala and me to run at the first sight of danger. He said it was to protect us but there was something inside of me that didn’t want me to run. My wolf wanted to stay and fight alongside my mate, but he was persistent that I left for our safety.The king had vowed to kill us regardless of if we won the trial or not; he didn’t want dirtballs to have this much control over his noblemen. It seemed that both Kamala and I had control over noblemen. I glanced over at Bob who stood on the other side of Kamala.For a while, I insisted that they stayed apart. I wasn’t sure what Bob’s motives were when it came to Kamala. I knew him to be a flirt and to u
The forest was seen nearby; I could hear the distant commotion of the trial from behind us. Marlon’s army did a decent job of keeping them from chasing after us. Most of them probably didn’t realize we had left the area and were running towards freedom. I was glad that Kamala was nearby and didn’t stay behind to fight alongside Bob.As much as we both wanted to run back and help our mates fight in this battle, we knew it wasn’t in the best interest of our survival. I needed to get back to Mateo and make sure he was safe. I needed to make sure this unborn child was also safe.Something was going on with Kamala that I couldn’t figure out. She was more worn out since she broke the shield around the castle. She was more tired and there was something in her eyes that I couldn’t shake. Like somehow this “light” magic had taken over her and had changed her somehow.She doesn’t want to admit that something is wrong and that she feels off, but I’ve known her for a very long time. Even though t
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