Shawn’s POV“What is that Martin?" I asked, turning back in his direction.“I think you should come take a look for yourself," He responded.I looked over at Shadowvale before walking over to Martin. Shadowvale was unmoving and unfeeling. It was certain there was nothing to him other than his blade.As I got closer to the vague images of persons, the villagers I had initially seen were not villagers at all, but skeletons, their hollow eyes staring vacantly ahead.“Shadowvale, what is this?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, though it felt like it was shouting in the silence of the night.Shadowvale’s expression was grim as he surveyed the scene before us. “Beats my imagination. I thought they were soldiers in disguise, but it turns out they were dead meat sent to hunt down their prey.”“Who could have sent this?” I muttered, more to myself than to anyone in particular.The sight of it was gruesome.Martin, who had been silently observing, finally spoke up. “There’s high and po
Marcus’s POVI had not realized how long I had spent in the cave already, but I felt a strong urge to go back to Mistwood Creek. But we were yet to even discuss how to resolve my issue.“Master Marcus, what do you now want us to do?” Sean asked, walking up to where I stood.I could not believe that I had met a clueless werewolf. Before now, I would have sworn that one did not exist.“I know what exactly would help you out, Master Marcus,”I turned in the direction of the voice. It was Lady Marion. The elder from before. “How do you plan on doing that?” I asked.“You desire to find your kids, so you have to trust your wolf more than ever now,” She advised.I did not know how much of that advice I wanted to listen to anymore. My wolf caused me to fall in love, get rejected, and now, here I was yearning to know who my kids were.“What is your point exactly?” I asked her, my tone was rough around the edges.Sean shifted uncomfortably where he stood. He disapproved of how I spoke to his el
Lily’s POVWe all stayed indoors for the whole day, then at night, when the attack began, Lady Marty cast an invisible spell over her home, so we were exempted from all the looting and fighting.The day of the attack, Lucas had been relentlessly on my tail, following me around like a lost wolf, while my kids were with Lady Marty.I needed to prepare a potion for Clara to take to old man Grayson, but Lucas’s presence was both intriguing and distracting at the same time.The morning after the night of the siege, I lay in bed with my kids, when after three knocks, he poked his head for a moment and took it out almost immediately. “Just wanted to check if you were up with those little troubles of yours,” He echoed from behind the door.“Get lost Lucas,” I said as I opened my eyes and groggily went out of bed. Thankfully his noise had not woken the kids up. Lady Marty had not given them a breather since they began their training and they were always exhausted by the time they were back.“I
Leila’s POVAt the break of light, I knew the fight was over. We had decided to take a lodge in the camp then, rather than go back to the townhouse. It was going to be attacked, or at least had the propensity of being attacked, since they needed to make a comeback presence.I walked out of my tentroom already refreshed and dressed and went into my father’s tentroom. “Father,” I called.“Leila,” He replied.“We will be heading back soon,” I said to him.“Alright. Keep the witch under watch and the wolf, I will move a motion today to bring forward the fight of the beast, get him ready,” Father instructed.“Okay Father,” I replied.I knew that there was an impending doom that would befall Mistwood Creek, but I did not know on whom and my father made sure that we had the very best possible outcomes.“Father,” I called again.He looked up from his meditation. “What is it, child?”“We need to have control soon. I also have a tank of patience running out,” I said to him.“I know,” He replied
Lily’s POV “Alright Kids, I promise at the right time, I will show you both to your father, is that okay?” I asked. I could not believe that Lucas’s little joke would instigate the kids to want to know who their father is. I was not even ready to face him myself. “When will be the right time?” Fiona asked. I was not expecting that. “Master how to control your magic first, then we get to see him later,” I replied. “Deal!” They both chorused. I sighed and went ahead to get them prepared for the day. As we gathered around the table, the smell of freshly baked bread and sizzling bacon filled the air. “Where is Clara?” She asked, looking around the table. “Ughh, she had to deliver a potion to her sick father,” I replied. “Ohh, Old Grayson. I hope he gets well soon,” She replied. I nodded at her words. I hoped he got better too, although I knew I would make a stop there soon. I had to get some information from Clara. "I have plans for today," she announced, setting he
Shawn's POVI arrived back at The camp in a very controlled fury that was surprising to not just myself, but to everyone who noticed.“Are you alright?" Martin's voice came softly behind me.“Yeah, but I don't know for how long," I replied, my voice barely above whispers.“Is there any specific thing you would like me to do for you then?" Martin asked again.I turned to look at him. “Can you return with me to Mistwood Creek?" I asked.Martin chuckled. “That's not a problem. But we'll need new disguises. I'm sure they must have marked our faces from the raid,"I smiled. “Don't worry about that. There's this spell I have been learning, it will make us brand new,"“Alright then, let's do it," Martin chimed after me.“What is going on here?" Shadowvale asked as he entered the tent.“We're having a little victory party of our own, hope that's not a problem?" I smiled.“Stop with the act. I overheard you two and I'm coming with you," He replied.“No Shadowvale, you stay here with your men w
Marcus's POV The vials I had received from Lady Marion were still in my pocket as I got back into my chambers. I finally understood all that happened. Shawn was seeking his revenge on Twilight Ridge by attacking Mistwood Creek. He knew that attacking that village would stir the king up, but he did not know that my father was going to be unconcerned about it. "Marcus! Finally, you decide to return. I almost thought you found Lily,” Winston said standing in the hallway. "How is Grayson?” I asked, ignoring his silly remark. "Well, we have a problem there," he said. I paused and turned to look at him. “What happened?” I could hear my heartbeat increasing rapidly. I prayed silently, hoping that it wasn't the worst-case scenario. “Clara is here,” I looked up at him immediately with my eyes widening at the information. "Take me to her immediately,” I ordered, barely containing the flurry of emotions that surged through me. Finding Clara would mean finding Lily and finding Lily, woul
Lily’s POVI tried to close my eyes to block out the sun rays that filtered through the dancing trees above. Every muscle in my body ached, and I felt weak. I tried to stand but my legs wobbled beneath me, forcing me back down.Taking a deep breath, I opened my eyes fully and looked around. Not far from where I lay, I saw Clara, her body sprawled out on the forest floor.“Clara!” I called, my voice hoarse. She stirred and then sat up, blinking in confusion. “Clara, come here.”She rubbed her eyes and slowly made her way to me. “Lily, are you okay?” she asked, her voice full of concern as she knelt beside me.“Yeah, I’m fine,” I replied.“What happened?” She asked as she made her way to where I lay.I managed to sit up with her help as my mind drifted back to what had happened at Grayson's home. I had arrived there to find Clara with teary eyes, and my heart had skipped a beat, fearing the worst.But Grayson wasn’t dead. Instead, Clara had been caught by Winston and some knights of the