Ella's POVMy father? He was my father? I couldn't believe how easy it was to find him when I had thought that it was going to be hard and I was going to have to dig and do research but here he was in flesh and blood and I was amazed.For a while, I was stunned and couldn't talk. I didn't know what I could say and the words I wanted to say, I couldn't get them out of my throat.Actually, I didn't think I had actually thought what I would say to my dad if I find him. All that had been on my mind was finding him and now that I've done that, my brain seemed to gone down to freeze mode."My dad?" I asked, echoing his words.He moved closer to me, his arms widespread like he was ready to embrace me. His voice was thick and clogged with emotions when he spoke. "My daughter."I knew it was the truth. I could feel it in my veins as if his blood and the truth ran through them. My father was of the Blue River pack. The man before me was. I had sensed ever since I saw him that there was somethin
Kevin's POVI watched as Zeke's expression change at the news of Ariana's death and I felt partly guilty about it. After all, she had been working to protect me. Sadness crept into my heart and I felt pity for Zeke. He must have been looking forward to see his woman again.I wasn't sure he could still call her his woman though as they were never mated and it had been over two decades that they saw each other but she was his mate, regardless of the circumstances that they were in and I wondered how Ariana would react if she was alive and he called her his woman.I was curious about what broke them up but something told me that I had an idea of what it was. It must have been the difference in our packs. I had always thought that Ariana was bold but knowing that she fell in love with a wolf from the rival pack shone a different light on that. She was exceptional. Her father was as well. It wasn't a surprise that Ella was as tough as a nail. She had the blood of two courageous people runn
Ella's POV"How well can you fight?"I looked at my dad, wondering what had suddenly prompt the strange question and how we had moved from there.I racked my brain for the answer as I stared at him, wondering what he was expecting from me. I didn't want to say the wrong answer and disappoint him.I huffed, blowing out a gust of exasperated breath. I had met my father not up to five hours and I was already worried about disappointing him and trying to impress him.What was wrong with me?How did we get here so fast? We had talked about the rogues, how mum had died, how I left the land of the blood moon pack because I couldn't deal with her death and didn't want to stay where memories of her would bury me alive in grief and I told him of how the last five years with the blue river pack had been.I kept the embarrassing details to myself. There was really no need to tell him everything especially the ones that weren't necessary.I didn't tell him of how Kevin had rejected me as his mate
Ella's POV"Oh!" I groaned as I collapsed on the ground.My feet were weak and I was tired. I wanted to give up so many times during the training but dad wouldn't let me. He wouldn't even listen that I could summon black spiders to protect myself if the opponent I was fighting with was stronger than I was.He wouldn't listen and was only determined to train me as hard as he could. I suspected that he felt guilty about mum's death and blamed himself for not being there with her when she died. It seemed like he was trying to alleviate the guilt he felt by letting me know of all the fighting stances that he knew so I wouldn't die early as mum did.It would have been better if he could be with me but we both knew that he couldn't. I sighed, knowing that he was hurting and training me and telling himself that he was helping me to not die early was his own way of coping with his grief.Because I knew that, I found it hard to complain to him even though my eyes were turning and my insides we
Ella's POVDang. I was drained and felt like my soul was moving out of me. I collapsed on the ground with a hard thud after my training. I hadn't bene able to break out of dad's hold and he had been the one to take pity on me and let me go eventually.I felt horrible about being spared this time again than at the aches plaguing my body all over. He had let me go telling me to prepare for the training the next day.I let out a sigh as I turned on my side on the mat and groaned at the pain that went through all my body. At this rate, I wouldn't be surprised if I died within the next few weeks. Dad didn't have to worry about someone else killing me and cutting my life span short. With the way he was drilling me hard, he was more than enough to kill me.Kevin walked up to me and sat down beside me. "You did well today."I snorted. "You don't have to lie to me. I didn't. I'm not better off than yesterday.""Do you need a massage?" He asked rather than argue that I had actually done well.I
Kevin's POV"Ella!" I shouted, holding her close to me as tears fell from my eyes.The war had ended. Like I had told the mouthy group leader of the Rogues hours earlier, I had ended up killing him. His corpse lay by my side, his eyes open in shock as if he couldn't believe that he could die.I snorted, thinking of him as an idiot. How could he think that he couldn't die? Was anyone that immortal? Even if anyone was meant to have the gift of immortality, it was definitely not the rogues with their loss of a good personality and a love of violence.If people like the rogues got to live long and have the gift of immortality, I was worried that I would hate the deity that was in charge of that and hate the moon goddess more than I hated her at the moment.Had we not suffered enough? I wondered what she was doing wherever she was, watching as we jumped from one dilemma into another trouble.I glanced away from the rogue, not caring about him as a corpse or his journey into the afterlife.
Ella's POV"I did it!" I yelled, my voice as loud as it could be."Yes, you did it." Dad smiled at me. "It was a minimal progress but you're finally showing some signs."I couldn't believe that I had done it. I had gotten my hand out of my dad's hold. I had done it. I was excited. I risked a glance at Kevin to know how he felt about my victory. It had taken me a long time to break out of dad's hold but I would call it victory still.Kevin gave me a slow smile and then looked away. I smiled back, my face bright. He didn't look as excited as I hoped that he would but that was progress enough for me. I would take that.He hadn't spoken to me since I woke up today and I knew he was probably dreading the training later in the evening. He was the first to get to the training ground, wincing everytime I cried out in pain. I knew that he secretly hoped that I collapse so he could swoop in to be the hero and tell my dad that he was right and I wasn't ready yet.I didn't want that to happen tho
Ella's POVI smiled as I watched the men move around, the hustle and bustle of activities putting excitement in the air and giving out a charge that we hadn't felt in days.I loved it. It was better than the morose expression that had been on everyone's faces for the past two days as if someone had died. My subconscious reminded me that I had almost died but I reminded it as well of the operative word in the sentence. I had almost died but I hadn't died.It wasn't until later that I found out that everyone, not only my father and Kevin, had had it rough when I had been lying down in that tent and fighting for my life. I was touched by their concerns as I had been worried ever since my father and Caleb came that their affection for me would have dwindled because of my birth origin.Looking at them now, going up and about to arrange a mini party in my sake, I realized how silly I had been for ever doubting for once the good in the heart of these men.Kevin had told me before that the me