Uhm… so the visit didn’t exactly go as planned. I wanted my characters to make peace and chill but they started doing their own thing… lol. Next chapter is going to change things… a bit… See yA.
{isla’s POV}I don’t regret saying a damn word to his ugly face.Okay, his face isn’t ugly. It’s quite the opposite. But I just wish it was ugly so I could appropriately use this line;I don’t regret saying a damn word to his ugly face!Anyways, I don’t regret a word I said about Cayden ‘cause it was all the truth! And it was better he joined at the end to hear it for himself! But as much as talking about how I dissed Cayden is such an interesting topic, it’s not the topic of interest right now.Something disturbing is happening or about to happen. Reports just came in from the borders of the Reigns and Carlot is currently panting before me.I was in the throne room with my mother and some council elders. The Coucil meeting could not hold because of the reports sent to us by the Packs at the Reignile borders, which was making a Carlot freak out.None of us bothered to calm him down as we all were panicking in our own ways.Why?The biggest war confrontation yet was just announced to
{Isla’s POV}Cayden’s plan was a very risky and dangerous one, but it was the best option I had been presented with. The plan requires us to disguise ourselves as Rogues, basically impersonating them, and then sneak into the Lycans X Rogues camp to blend in as one of them.We would be amongst the Lycans for weeks, hence they’ll get to know us and we’ll have to develop a special bond with them in order to promote trust. This way, when we discreetly poison or kill camp members, we’d be the last people to be suspected.Meanwhile, the risk of this mission is mostly due to a Lycan’s perception ability. They have the ability to sense oddness and perceive lies, and this makes this mission the most dangerous one yet.And if we fail and get caught, our bloods would be spiked and the Fikjū Ritual would turn us against the Reigns. And what could be more sad and chaotic than to have a Queen fighting against her own Nation?“Since there are no more tangible objections to this resolve, It’s settled
{Isla’s POV}“And who said I was going to hurt her?” A new voice poured into my and Ralph’s dialogue. It was a voice I was very familiar with but a voice I dreaded hearing at this moment.The tight glare Ralph had on his face now was a validation to my suspicion. Cayden had joined our conversation and was talking directly to Ralph.I turned around to see a tall broad frame standing behind me. He was standing before me but he wasn’t looking at me. He had his eyes on Ralph and like Ralph, he wasn’t smiling too. “I asked you a question. Who said I was going to hurt her?” Cayden said to Ralph again, this time more menacing.“You asking me that?” Ralph asked but Cayden didn’t reply. “You think I don’t know your plan? Your plan to isolate Isla so you can take advantage of her?”What? Take advantage of who? I’m right here!“My plan is to thrash the Lycans. A war General like you should know this.”“Oh, yeah?” Ralph mouthed as he crept closer to Cayden, closing me tighter into the middle. The
{Isla’s POV}[Day Of Departure]We’ve been out in the wild before but this time around is different. We’ll be out in the wild and still be surrounded by the wild… Lycans.— For weeks!Cayden might have brought a very good plan but this plan scares me a hell lot. We’d be four foreigners among Lycans whereby any mistake made would be freaking fatal— as it would be hundreds of Lycans against us.Today is the day we leave and I feel uneasy knowing I’ll be gone for a very long time. The plan is to cut the Lycan x Rogue population down to a half before the war and only then would we be able to return.We were on the outside of the Palace before the mighty walls and gates and a familiar group was scattered around to bid us farewell. To them, we were taking a big risk on their behalf but to us, we were undertaking a death sentence.I’m just kidding. Lol.Enough with my tragic talks. We would do this and return home successfully! I’m the freaking Queen and I say so!Among the crowd gathered wer
{Isla’s POV}“What the— Why the hell is Cornbread in my bag?” Andrea asked in disbelief, driving her gaze around as if the culprit was amongst us.But she was.“Isn’t that your bag?” Daniel asked her, creeping closer to have a look.“It is!” Andrea said as Daniel sneaked a glance in to check.“Woah! That's a lot of bread.” Daniel exclaimed. “Didn’t you pack it yourself?” “I did!”“Are you sure this is your bag?”“I am! Look, my other things are inside.”I turned to look at Cayden. He had his hands folded and had an amused look on his face as he stared at Daniel and Andrea. I sensed that he had realized I was staring at him and promptly threw my eyes away before he could catch me.I returned my gaze back to the two werewolves turned investigators. “Maybe a generous maid thought you might need extra food and decided to add some more. I personally think it’s a good gesture. Extra food is never a bad idea especially when it’s Cornbread we’re talking about.” Daniel said with a happy smile
{Isla’s POV} We were on the move again. The Quadrupled Force— the four of us, I mean.We had gotten up early. Since we had stopped yesterday’s journey early to rest, we got up early today to cover for the lapse. Oh, and for yesterday's Cornbread gist?Well, I had argued with Daniel about him being a cruel and savage Werewolf for wanting to take my Cornbread away from me! He hadn’t backed down in his request, nevertheless, so I had ended up giving him a few pieces.Evil Beta!And for our sleeping arrangement. Daniel had given us his sheets which Andrea and I had slept on while he had squeezed into a small space beside Cayden, careful not to wake him up— although we all knew Cayden had been aware.So now, we were on our feet again, trekking with the same formation. Two best friends at the front and two best friends at the back. Oh, and everyone had eaten cornbread for breakfast this morning. I had been feeling very generous and caring.— except towards Cayden. I don’t give a fuck abo
{Isla’s POV}“I’m hungry.” Andrea announced loudly for all of us to hear. “Me too.” Daniel agreed with her and turned to Cayden. “What about you, man? You’re not hungry?”“I could eat a fox,” Cayden replied. “But from the way things are looking, I think it’s the fox that would be hunting me down.”“Let it go, man.” Daniel elbowed Cayden and he smiled. I couldn’t see his face but I knew he had smiled. Unlike the previous strolling formation, today’s arrangement was different. Cayden and Daniel were the ones leading while Andrea and I were trailing behind.Why? You may ask.Well, let’s just say I’m not in a very hyper mood. Why? You may ask again.Well, it’s the same reason why Cayden had made his statement about a fox hunting him down. He was covered, head to toe, in blood and a fox could perceive it and threaten to attack him.Why was he covered in blood? You may ask.Well, it’s due to last night’s turnout. I.. uhm. Okay, I might have accidentally slept off buddy, and left the Look
{Isla’s POV}Daniel had come to the rescue. The Rogues had believed us and we were now one of them. I am now a freaking Rogue!Is that something to be proud of? Especially as the Queen?Well, in our case, yeah. Coming into contact with these Rogues had made things way easier for us. We wouldn’t be put under thorough scrutiny by the Lycans now. At least, I hope so.But in everything, a part of me was suffering. Others were enjoying strolling freely beside the real Rogues while I was being chained.The interrogator Rogue still held me by the wrist. For some reason, he was attracted to me - He has repeated that line to me a couple of times now.“What’s your type?“ The interrogator Rogue asked me again, revealing an ugly smirk he thought was stunning.“Uhm…” I looked at him. He was an older Rogue as he looked hoary and old— and his wasn’t due to disguising makeup like Cayden and me. His beards were like spikes and his breath reeked of alcohol, blood, and something else that made it worse