TRISTAN:
“Don’t you remember, Dahlly? When I chased you inside a cave one time, we were able to do it. You loaned me your powers. We could do that again. I could help heal you.”
That’s right. We didn’t need any doctors. If I could channel Dahlia’s powers and use it towards her, she would definitely feel better in no time.
I thought it would make Dahlia light up with excitement. I knew she was suffering a lot too.
But why did she tremble and look as if I just gave her a horrible idea?...
“Dahlly, I know what I’m trying to suggest must be scary for you… Maybe it’s because you haven’t remembered it well, but I assure you, it would work.”
“Ahhh,” she shook her head vehemently.
“Why not? Don’t you want it?… Don’t you want to use your leg once again,” I asked, trying to swallow the lump that had formed on my throat. “Once you get better, Eva and us could run again. I know your wolf would want that… You can run freely again, away from
TRISTAN: I flinched. How did King Maurus know who I was? He smiled weakly. “I see my senses haven’t dulled yet… I never forget a face when I see one. Besides, you have a touch of your mother’s look, so it’s impossible not to see her in you…” “If you knew who I was then why did you rescue me,” I asked angrily. “Ah that… Out of guilt, I guess. I’m not as heartless as you think, kid…” The king’s nonchalant attitude sent me into a frenzy of emotions. “Not heartless? You killed my whole pack and kidnapped my pregnant mother, how heartless can you still get after doing all those things?!” Almost instantly, the visions of seeing my mother being taken away and my father being slain before my eyes came back to me, fueling my hate and anger for this person – King Maurus Lyon - even more. He looked back with somber eyes at me as if he was also having a bit of bittersweet memories replay in his head. “You’re right. I
TRISTAN: I can’t believe it! King Maurus – the mastermind behind the slaughter of my pack has really gone insane! “Wait, what are you -?” Before I could complete my protest, a bright, white light shone from our conjoined hands. The succession of rights ritual was really starting to take place! “No, I don’t accept this,” I screamed in protest. “I’m sorry, kid… You have no right to refuse it…” What kind of madness is this? I tried to free my hand from his palms, but it was locked in an iron grip. How can the old fool have strength enough to do this trickery? When the light subsided, I felt a shiver escape my body. I looked at the white teeth mark that revealed itself in my left wrist – a symbol of the White Fang Pack. “What did you do,” I roared as I pulled my hands away from the old man. “I gave you the rights to the throne…” “Why?” “There are forces much stronger than you and my son who m
SAMALAH: When I saw Tristan’s wolf emerge from the bushes during daybreak, I couldn’t help but be relieved. Three days ago, I thought I had lost him. I hated Dahlia for it because if she didn’t challenge Lord Irvan, Tristan wouldn’t have died a violent death like that… At the same time, I hated the fact that Tristan had foolishly risked his life for someone as unworthy as Dahlia Hurst. She was an enemy… our enemy! How can he be crazy enough to love her so deeply that he was willing to die just like that? Thus, after the cave had collapsed, I was determined to make Dahlia’s life so miserable, she’d regret that she had survived! However, that was all before Lord Irvan started to assault Dahlia… As soon as she dragged her out of the burning cave, he kicked her so hard, I knew she was bound to lose the child – Tristan’s own flesh and blood. If I hadn’t been in possession of a Dragon Stone, Dahlia Hurst would have surely los
DAHLIA: “Dahlia!” I gasped as my eyes opened wildly. Did I really hear that correctly? It sounded like Tristan’s voice… I cupped my throbbing forehead. Of course it couldn’t be him… It was only a dream… “Samalah, you had a nightmare again,” I heard a youngish voice speak beside me. It was followed by a hug against my side. I smiled. By now, I was so used to Efiro’s hugs that it didn’t feel strange to me at all. Rather, this little one’s affection was making me look forward to the day I would meet my own child in my arms… It has been less than a day when we entered Camdress, and the first thing that Thesla had done for me was to locate the house of the healer in the small, tight-knit community. “What is it,” I heard an old man’s voice speak behind a wooden door. “Sir Morland, sorry for troubling you at this hour… I brought a guest.” I wasn’t expecting it, but the healer before me was also a dragon… And he
TRISTAN: “Dahlia… Please. Dahlia, we’re almost there!...” Up ahead, I could see chimney smokes in the distance. Thank the Goddess, we have finally reached Camdress! However, Dahlia had already stopped breathing for a while now… I don’t know if she could still make it. I clutched her icy body closer into mine. I tried to keep her warm with my flames, but it was of no use. Her flesh might be less cold, but her chest wouldn’t rise up for air… Not even once since she had kissed me! “Dahlia, open your eyes! We’re here!” I could see some of the huts open their lamps as I approached. I must be causing quite a stir as I shouted wildly at my mate to open her eyes once more. I reached the edge of the village, but a gate was standing shut against us. “Help! I need a healer! Help us!” I pounded on the gate as hard as I could. I had never been this desperate all my life. “What? Who is it?” “Help me! M
DAHLIA: I heard the door open and close at the living room, and I immediately went over towards it. “What happened,” I asked Thesla and Efiro as soon as they came back. Earlier when I woke up from my nightmare, I swear I heard Tristan call out my voice in a scream. I immediately bolted up from my bed and went out of my room to see what the commotion was about. However, due to Thesla’s insistence, Efiro and I stayed inside the house, trying to make sense of what the hell was happening outside. Thesla said there might be a possible invasion from slave traders, so he went out by himself. Judging from the screams we heard, there must have really been some violent people who wanted to get inside the town of Camdress by force. “A husband came with his sick wife… The woman was in bad shape, and he was frenzied…” The moment he mentioned the word ‘husband,’ my heart started to quiver. I remembered Tristan and how he had protected me unt
DAHLIA: Was I seeing things? Was my mind simply playing a trick on me? “Tristan!” I touched the man’s face with my free hand by instinct. This must be an illusion! How can I gaze at this lovely face after seeing him die in the collapsed cave? However, as soon as my fingers came in contact with his tanned skin, I knew it wasn’t a trick! This was a miracle. “Tristan,” my eyes started to tear up. “It’s you!” I had almost forgotten he was holding my right wrist until he squeezed on it very tightly. “Yes… I’m alive, Samalah!” He was looking at me with hatred. It was only then that I remembered how my face looked like for him. “N-No, I’m not… I am… not…S-Samalah,” I said in broken sentences as I wept. I wanted to hug him fiercely. I wanted to kiss him until the end of the world comes. “You trickster, what do you mean,” Tristan said growling at me. “You’re already caught red-handed, and you’re still trying to d
TRISTAN: I looked at Kaist Lyon as he tried to stop me from slapping sense back into Samalah once more. I can’t believe what he just told me. “Don’t touch her! She is my mate,” he repeated. I wanted to laugh. I would have believed him right then and there if he didn’t tell me the same thing before I seduced Dahlia into marrying me and leaving him on the altar. “So what,” I blundered. “I know you’re just trying to rescue her, but that wouldn’t work!” I looked at Samalah, and tears were still streaming down her face, but she looked equally confused as I was. If I didn’t know her so well, I could have been tricked into thinking she was really in a pitiful state. “No! Don’t you dare hurt her again!” Just then, we heard the sounds of boots coming towards us. “What are you doing?” It was the man from last night, the one who offered me a drink after the healer took Dahlia in. He came towards Samalah’s side, who