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THE REVENGE

Author: Lorene Smith
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-20 12:28:47

Alpha Orion signaled for his troops to pull Declan to his feet. “You will keep your ring and place, Declan, but we must address the matter of your loyalty.

You knew I sought a daughter of Freyja yet said nothing to me of your sister, despite knowing the goddess’s blood flowed in her veins.

For that, you must be punished.” He hefted the axe he had.“No!” The yell tore from my lips, shrill with panic. “You gave your word!” I went to step between them, but Tristan was faster.

He caught me about the waist, hauling me backward until my shoulder blades smashed into his chest.

“He won’t kill him,” he murmured in my ear, breath hot. “Once it is done, it will be done. Don’t get in the way.” “Let me go!”

I resisted and fought, trying to slam my heels down on his boots, but he merely lifted me off my feet like a child. “Declan !” My brother stood straight-backed with his chin up. Accepting his fate.

Alpha Orion swung. The flat of the blade struck my brother in the shin, th
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  • Bloodbound Destiny    AFTERMATH

    Alpha Orion was thrilled that it had been me who’d set fire to the ships, considering it as proof of the accuracy of the seer’s foretelling. I was half tempted to tell him that I’d become floating on the sea if not for his son.Victorious or not, buildings in Mystic Rune pack still burned, scores of corpses cooled on the ground, and many more moaned and cried from injuries. Logically, I understood the death toll would’ve been far worse if I hadn’t given the early warning, yet it still felt like a failure.Standing close to Lyra and Orion , we witnessed an ancient woman conduct the rituals for the burial of the dead.I looked away and my attention latched on a hooded person going slowly down the waterline, veiled by haze. At first, I assumed it was merely the smoke from the pyres. But as I observed, I saw the smoke was coming from the individual. Not just smoke, but particles of ember and ash, as though the individual were aflame.“Lyra.” I got hold of her arm. “Look at that person

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