CHAPTER EIGHTY THREE - GORY DELIGHT

THE LYCAN CITY. SACRED FOREST

SLYRIA

I had expected to have a very normal day, training routines and generally preparing for the Queens introduction. I had never expected to run into a peculiar someone but it was safe to say that she startled me a lot more than I had startled her—if I had startled her at all.

She had zoomed in faster than a streak of lightning and I was lucky to have found a large shaded spot under a tree to conceal my identity. I stayed still, my heart beating fast but not because of fear— because the face I stared was the same face I had printed on a bounty and tucked inside a drawer in my cabin, Valerie Mo’monte!

I can’t believe it, I had been searching for this girl, even put my life at risk and here she was frolicking in the middle of nowhere!

‘Deron would be pleased to hear…’ I stopped, not allowing my thoughts to run too wildly. There was no Deron any more, he had left us and I was alone. But what do I do? Capture her? She was a fugitive after all, plus her hea