Long Chapter here but it was worth it!!! Isla’s plan is dope and all it took was a little sneaking and killing! Where are we going next? GreyHill… See yA!
{Isla’s POV}The journey to GreyHill was a confusing one. Confusing because, from the Lycan Hold to GreyHill, the trails were clashing and it made it difficult to locate your position and destination.— which was exactly why I had chosen GreyHill. If the Reignile Werewolves were confused about the trail, that means the Lycans would be even more disoriented. We all raced through the evening and through the woods. A large number of real Rogues were going with us to GreyHill and as much as that was good news, there was a difficult twist to it.Once we gather at GreyHill, I would reveal my identity and would need to convince the Rogues that I, the Queen, isn't against them. I would need to make them believe that all Werewolves can be one once again, both Rogue and Civil alike.It will be a tough feat to achieve but I’ll have to try. “I’m tired.” I heard Andrea call behind me. “You’re a lazy ass, Andrea.” I said.“What? Do you know how long we’ve been running?”“I know it’s not been long
{Isla’s POV}“My fellow Rogues…”That was the only sentence I had let out so far for the past two minutes. It didn’t have a determinant but it had called their attention.They were all staring at me now, eating meat like animals but staring at me.“What do you have to say, miss?”“Go on. Don’t fret. We’re listening.”Some of them said aloud.My hesitation had won their attention and compassion. They were trying to make me feel less tense but it’s because they think I’m a Sister Rogue— because they don’t know it’s the Queen standing before them.I gulped again in my uneasiness but then I heard a voice beside me.“My Fellow Rogues.” It was a male’s voice.“We all have been mistreated and insulted by the Lycans.”It was Cayden’s voice.Confused, I turned to look at him as he continued speaking. “We devoted all our passion and loyalties to them and they discarded us so easily. We are innocent of their accusations yet they seek to kill us. Do they think we’re scapegoats?” Cayden bawled and
{Isla’s POV}Emkay had told me the most upsetting news ever and every part of my being was already upset by it. With Emkay strolling behind me, I paced toward Andrea, Daniel, and Cayden. I was going to tell them of my plan to return to the Lycan Hold. I had to. There was no way I was leaving a distressed little girl out in the baleful wild full of angry and bloodthirsty Lycans.“Andrea, Daniel,” I called their attention as they were busy watching some of the other Rogues fun-wrestle in an area not too far away. The Rogues were bonding fast.“I’ll be returning to the Lycan Hold.” I said to them, “And I need you two and Emkay to oversee things here while I’m gone.” I instructed. Emkay had told me she wanted to come along but I had strictly refused and was now making her understand that she was more needed here. I couldn’t afford to lose any more persons out there ‘cause as it stands, the Lycans were like a wildfire sweeping through the forest of the Reigns. They were enraged with our
{Isla’s POV}We were prisoners in our own land. The Lycans must really think the Queen is weak and helpless, roaming the Reigns and doing anything they liked— like taking the Queen herself hostage!How fucked up is that?I know how our carelessness got us into this predicament but I don’t know what will save us. How do we escape from a really funny-looking but smart Lycan Commander whom I might just have told I loved serving him?He had said he was throwing an orgy party to celebrate his reunion with his trusted Rogues. So he thinks we’re both his trusted Rogues.That’s both a good thing and a bad thing. Good thing, because it gives us the latitude to conspire against him without being immediately suspected of the crime. But a bad thing because he had just claimed us under his small alliance, which means we won’t be returning to the ‘Rogue Lives Matter’ group anytime soon.And I had told them over at GreyHill to remain there until I return. But as it stands, I don’t think I’ll be mak
{Isla’s POV}The Dwarf commander had just said the words I dreaded to hear.Strip me naked?I’ll die before that happens. I turned my gaze to Cayden to see what he thought about our new predicament.He looked horrified.Why?He wasn’t looking at me but I could see how dazed he was by the Dwarf commander’s utterance. I hadn’t been expecting this reaction.I mean, I felt he would find it slightly weird but I didn’t know he would be this muddled by it. He wasn’t saying anything but his eyes were telling me all I needed to know. Going naked was not something that would bother him. In fact, making Cayden go naked would call all the adoration and attention in the Hold to him. I’ve seen his body and I can say for a fact that if Cayden should go naked right now, every single female here would abandon their fuck partners and fight to be with Cayden. It’s highly unsettling that I know this, but I do. So, I’m forced to wonder why Cayden looks this disturbed. Because he’s definitely not distu
{Isla’sPOV}We were led from the shelter to an open space on the outside. The Dwarf commander wanted Cayden’s humiliation to be public.I wanted Cayden’s victory to be private. I was the only one in the crowd that knew what Cayden was capable of. I was the only one that knew Cayden had been pretending.Last time we were in a risky situation and Cayden decided to make a fool out of all of them by making them believe he was powerless.But now, his life is on the line and you can’t expect him to just throw away the opportunity to save himself and save little Lily.I knew this much and it was a funny situation that I was the only one that knew this.I looked over at where the Dwarf Commander was seated on his high throne.The throne is fucking high and I don’t want to waste words on describing how high— but it’s high.He was seated up there comfortably and from any distance, you could effortlessly see the pride written on his face. He was aligned with the fact that Cayden would be a dead
{Isla’s POV} Korr heard his name and he stepped out into the circle dripping with confidence and ferocity. He was indeed a powerful Lycan. The crowd knew this, and he knew this. He stopped some distance away from Cayden and hovered over him with his height. His form was threatening but that’s not what Cayden thought. I knew Cayden well enough to know that it would take more than ten huge and deadly Lycans to scare him. And in front of him was just one. The look on the Dwarf commander’s face revealed nothing but pure pride and trust and the crowd of Lycans and a few Rogues mirrored those feelings as they were bobbing with gleeful shouts. They hailed Korr and they neglected Cayden. An unfortunate mistake right there. “Korr!” The Dwarf commander’s voice shot into the air, claiming the crowd's attention, and Korr’s. Korr turned to look at his commander and they both stared at each other for a while before the commander started to speak. “You’re out here to only do one thing. Tra
{Isla’s POV}The Dwarf commander had shot up his feet in his annoyance, but so far, he hadn’t said anything.He was just standing there with his short form, pouring his glare on Cayden— who was unmoved by it. At a corner, Korr could be heard screaming like a distressed toddler as he was being carried away by his fellow Lycans. If I were to be in his shoes, I would have ended my own life. The sight of him with such a broken and fucked up neck was not friendly in the slightest.With the momentary inactivity, the crowd’s murmuring started to grow once again. They couldn’t contain their bewilderment as Cayden had defeated probably the most praised Lycan in the Hold. He had gone from being a punching bag to being the punching gloves.Don’t know if that analogy makes sense but you get my point. Anyway, Cayden’s sudden switch made me wonder what had been at play during their battle. Was it an intended act of Cayden’s or did the tables really turn?The latter doesn’t seem feasible to me. Ca