Chapter 118

AVERY

“ What did you do with Draven? ” I mumble, standing beside Aleister.

He is sitting on the wing chair in the living room of the little cottage while we wait for the warriors to bring Nellie, Sara, and Marco, the village head.

“ For now… ” Aleister glances at the door. “ Nothing. ”

I shoot him a side glance before following his line of sight. Nellie and Sara are being dragged inside by the warriors with Marco following shortly after.

They don’t fight to break free. Instead, they have this proud look on their faces, one that is void of any guilt or fear—It’s a symbol of their self-confidence, a belief that whatever they did is right.

Most of the rebels always have this look on their faces. People don’t risk their lives for a cause they don’t believe in, not when they are going against a Lycan King, a ruler chosen by the Moon Goddess herself.

“ Did you forgive him? ” Nellie turns to me.

“ I thought you hated the King, Avery. ” Sara mumbles under her breath. “ you were scared when