Fidelis stood before Lord Cage with a heavy heart. He had come to discuss Damon's case with him. He no longer felt comfortable with how his disappearance had greatly impacted the pack.Lord Cage’s countenance was unwelcoming, and he didn’t look too happy to see Fidelis. “Have you come to discuss Damon with me?,” he asked him, his voice cold and distant.Fidelis could sense the tension in the air, but he remained undeterred. He had come to him with questions, and he was determined to leave his sight with the answers. He took a deep breath and said, “The entire pack is mourning; everyone thinks he’s dead or gone forever. He is…”Lord Cage quickly interrupted him, “Make your point known, for I do not have the luxury of time to spare you,” he just said.Fidelis felt a pang of anger at Lord Cage’s dismissive tone. “Can’t you see, father? Everyone loves Damon. They may never get over his loss, and we are only going to suffer for it. What have you done to him? Where did you send him to?.”Lo
As Fidelis began to make his way out of the forest, he saw a figure in the distance. It was a woman, and she looked lost. He couldn’t see her face, but something about her seemed familiar. He slowed down, trying to get a better look. And then he saw her face.It was Julie!He waited to see if she had company, but she didn't seem to have any. Rather, she kept on looking over her shoulders, as if she suspected someone was following after her.“Julie,” he called out to her. She turned around, looking for the source of the voice. When she saw Fidelis, she let out a surprised gasp.“Fidelis! What are you doing out here alone? It’s dangerous,” she said.“It’s quite a story,” he began. “Where have you been? I never thought I would set my eyes on you again,” he said, his voice filled with surprise.“Come with me,” Julie hurriedly said, leading him to a hut hidden at the heart of the forest.The hut was small, but cozy. It was made of wood, with a thatched roof. There was a small fire burning
PreviouslyDamon had left the safety of the pack behind that night, embarking on a journey that he had no idea where it would lead. As he ventured deeper into the thick of the forest, darkness cloaked his surroundings, enveloping him in an eerie ambiance. The moonlight filtered through the dense canopy above, casting shadows upon his path and lending an ethereal touch to the gloomy atmosphere.The night echoed with the symphony of wildlife, yet Damon found himself utterly alone amidst the wilderness. The rustling leaves and gentle hooting of owls played a melancholic melody that seemed to resonate with his somber thoughts. It was as if the birds and leaves were the only witnesses to his solitude, their presence offering him a sliver of companionship in his desolate journey.He felt more lonely than he had ever been.As exhaustion seeped into his weary bones, Damon decided to rest for a few hours. He sought refuge beneath the shelter of a towering oak tree, its ancient branches providi
Ariana locked herself up in her room, desperate to find solace amidst the chaos that had unfolded before her in the past couple of days. Her gaze fixated on the worn leather book that lay before her, its pages filled with stories of both happiness and sorrow. With trembling hands, she traced the intricate patterns etched onto the cover, taking a deep breath as memories threatened to overwhelm her.“If you do not find the truth you seek there, then know that evil has prevailed,” Catherine had said to her whilst handing it over to her. The confidence she exuded as she spoke made Ariana all the more curious to unravel the mysteries hidden behind the black ink.As she closed her eyes, Ariana was transported back in time to the day Lord Zack first arrived in their small town. He was a man of unparalleled beauty, possessing an effortless charm that drew the attention of nearly every lady in the vicinity. Women would swoon as he passed, their eyes longing for his attention, but his own gaze
Thomas’ sudden appearance had left Judah excited and curious. He had no idea what Thomas meant when he said, the next morning, “it’s time I made myself known,” but he was eager to find out.“It was overdue,” he chuckled, when he finally understood. “Though times have changed, I am confident that you will have no difficulty blending with us. I'm sure the others would be happy to receive you.”“Yeah,” Thomas replied, his eyes fixed on Judah.“I will inform Frederick about your presence,” Judah said, trying to be helpful.But Thomas quickly cut him off. “No, I will do that myself. I am no stranger to him,” he smiled.After breakfast, Thomas set out to see Frederick. He found him speaking with Ariana, and as he walked closer to them, he could see the surprise and shock on their faces.“Hey, Freddie,” he said, smiling broadly. “Long time, my friend.”“Thomas Asante!?,” they both chorused, their eyes wide with disbelief.“There is only one Thomas,” he said to them, laughing. He hugged Fredd
Fidelis lay weak and battered in his bed, still recovering from the brutal attack by Zed. His body throbbed with pain, his muscles aching from the relentless assault. The wounds inflicted by his sword were slowly healing, but it would take time for him to regain his full strength.As Fidelis struggled to find comfort among the pillows, he heard a soft knock on his door. Without waiting to be signaled inside, Damon entered the room with a silent grace.“Damon,” Fidelis stuttered, his voice barely heard.“Save your strength, my friend,” Damon whispered into his ear. “I'm here to make you feel better.”In his hands, he held a small vial filled with a mysterious concoction. With gentle hands, he applied the ointment to the area where the sword had pierced Fidelis's side, ensuring that the wound remained clean and infection-free. The balm stung, causing Fidelis to hiss in pain, but he knew it was necessary for his recovery.“Easy, Damon,” he weakly let out, unable to bear the pain anymore.
The morning dew glistened on the grass, creating a soft mist that enveloped the forest. Damon breathed in the fresh air, feeling the sweat drip from his forehead. He had just returned from his daily run at the gym, where he trained his body and mind to be ready for any challenge. He loved the feeling of being strong and powerful.He needed to quickly freshen up so he could attend to Fidelis, whose recovery had taken longer than he had expected. He wss worried that the wound wouldn't heal properly.He entered the room, as he quickly used the bathroom. He had expected to find Tom in the kitchen, making breakfast for them, as he loved to. But instead, he saw him sitting on the couch, staring blankly at the wall. He looked pale and shaken, as if he had seen a ghost. Damon felt a surge of concern and rushed to his side."Tom, what's wrong? You look terrible," he said, putting his hand on his shoulder.Tom flinched and turned to face him. His eyes were wide and fearful, and his voice was tr
That night, Lord Zack's men marched to Isabella's hut with a grim determination. They wore silver armor and carried silver weapons, enchanted by Lord Zack himself to resist the her curse.He had given them a very precise instruction before they set out…“I want her alive…”Isabella was having a conversation with Daniel when she suddenly stopped.“Isabella,” Daniel said, surprised at her sudden demeanor.“Quiet!,” she whispered to him.“They are coming!,” she said, after paying attention to what only she had an idea of.She had heard their footsteps and smelled their metallic scent. She knew they were coming for her. Quickly, she grabbed a cloak and a dagger and ran to the back door, hoping to escape into the woods. But it was too late. They had already surrounded her hut, forming a tight circle of steel and magic. She saw no gaps, no way out.Daniel, who had seen them, looked dazzled at Isabella's reaction. He had not expected her to make a run for it. "We cannot be cowards, Isabella!