CHAPTER NINETY - PEEPING NELLY

THE LYCAN CITY. LUKKAR CASTLE. HIDDEN WOODS

FUGITIVE DERON

Maybe I would have been more at peace if Sylria had never shown up, maybe. But now not only did her presence make me feel slightly giddy inside, but she had also delivered the horrifying news concerning Emeral soldiers matching up the the boarders of the City.

I had had to lie on the ground until Nelma had come to help me up, the two females cared less about if I would be able to see again or not. My face was still swollen all over and I could barely see five feet in front of me as the horse galloped on. I held tight to Sylria, she rode the horse and Valerie held tight to me, Nelma giggling excitedly.

The certificate was in my hands, my head still ached from the aggressive way Sylria had let out her anger in beating my face flat against the ground. My healing was slower than usual but I could feel my lips repair themselves and lost teeth start to stalactite from my upper jaw.

The horse neighed, throwing its legs into the air