Milton's P.O.V "Did you hear something?" I stopped behind Adam. There was a voice in distress somewhere in the woods, but it appeared I was the only one who heard it. "Must be the fog," Adam whispered and continued walking forward with Nick and his brother. I looked back to where we came from; the fog had completely enveloped us, and it was difficult to see anything beyond a foot away from where we were. "How much further?" I growled, frustrated by our unending search for even a trace of human hunters. They were clever in covering up their tracks, so it was difficult for Adam to retrace his steps back to where they were attacked. We got to a cliff, the same place we rescued Daciana a fortnight ago. There was a freshly put out fire place, and a bow lying on the floor. “They were here,” Adam said, his eyes darting around for any more clues. “Well, the fire was just put out. They couldn't have gone far.” I picked up the bow and smelt it. There was a trace of blood over
Milton's P.O.V I sat in my office, my mind a disaster as I processed everything that happened today. Robert, Adam, and Davies all sat across the desk with me, but only one of them understood that I needed time to think. Robert and Davies’ lips were moving, but I didn't hear a word they both said. I sank into my seat better and exhaled deeply, troubled by how often Daciana seemed to attract danger to herself. Robert and Davies' voices grew louder and annoying as I continued to think of a solution. I stood up, provoked by their yapping and slammed my hands on the desk. “Can you both stop being Women for a second?” I growled frustrated. Both men's eyes blinked as they looked at me. Robert was angry, while Davies was annoyed. I turned to Robert first, he held answers to the problem that troubled my heart the most. “What happened while I was gone?” I asked with a calm voice, despite my worries. He looked up at me and shifted uncomfortably on his seat. He cleared his thro
Daciana's P.O.V The world was pitch black when I woke up. For a moment, I thought I had either gone blind, or there was a veil lowered over me. It took only a few seconds before I realized there was a sac over my head. “Is anyone there?” I called out, my voice barely above a whisper trembled as fear clawed at my throat. I tried to move my hands and take off the sac, but they were bound behind my back. I tried to squeeze them out, but it was useless. “Landon? This is your doing, isn't it?” The sac over my head yanked off and the sudden flood of the morning sunlight cast themselves on my eyes, blinding me for a few seconds. Squinting eyes, I struggled to adapt to the brightness of my new environment. There was a fireplace still burning in front of me. Landon sat with his back against a tree. He was chewing on a berry he plucked from the Bush beside and curled his lips with a half smile as our eyes met. “You slept well?” He asked, but it sounded more like a statement filled
Daciana's P.O.V “Let her go, Landon.” Milton's voice caused Landon and me to halt in our tracks and turn towards him. He was standing over the hunter Landon had probably killed with a frown on his face, and Adam just behind him. “How the hell did you find us?” Landon was agitated by their presence. He gripped my hands tight when he sensed I wanted to run towards Milton. He pulled out the knife he'd taken from the hunter. I didn't realize he had it on him until he wrapped his left hand around my neck, and with his right hand, placed the knife to my throat. “Don't take another step,” Landon said with such aggressiveness as he threatened to slice open my throat with the knife in his hand. “Milton,” I whispered, gripped by fear as Landon’s hand gently trembled while he held the knife to my throat. Milton raised his hands slowly to his hip level to ease the tension and took a step back. “Drop the knife, Landon. You don't want to hurt her,” he said, almost in a plea. I held o
Daciana's P.O.VMilton lay on the bed, worn out and in pain while the village healer applied some herbs on the knife wound on his wrist.He instructed Adam to attend the council meeting that evening on his behalf, and explain to the elders why he couldn't be present. “How are you feeling?” I asked him, unable to hide my worry from the tone of my voice.“I've had worse wounds,” he smiled halfway. “I'll live.”I stood by the door and watched the healer wrap his wrist with a white piece of clothing. He whispered something to Milton, frowned when he got up and looked at me, and then he left us in the room.“Why are you so far away?” Milton adjusted on the bed and tapped the open space gently. “Sit,” he invited me warmly.I shuffled my feet on the ground nervously, my gaze drawn to his alluring smile. It was inviting, yet felt so dangerous. I took a step forward, and soon I was seated beside him on the bed. He crossed his left hand around my hips, and placed his right hand under his head
Daciana's P.O.V Milton came into the room quite early in the morning and went to his wardrobe. He picked out a few clothes and turned to gaze at me without saying a word, then he left. Over the past week since I told him of my intentions to leave his park, he had become withdrawn and distant. He barely looked at me and never said a word to me. I thought he was being childish. He even had Nick, his favorite guard, become my personal guard. I wasn't allowed to leave the house unless he said so. It was like being his prisoner all over again. I stood up from the bed and got undressed to have a bath. I only had a towel around my body when he walked into the room again and froze in his shoes as his eyes fell on me. I could feel his intense gaze as he looked me over, a certain desire lighting up in his body. But he shook his head like he had just resurfaced from water, and he looked at me with his shoulders squared. “What would like to eat?” I raised a brow at him. “You haven't spoken
Milton's P.O.VI stood outside the bedroom, my mind a battlefield as I deliberated seeing her, or still keeping my distance. Each time I tried to talk to her for the past one week, she'd bring up the idea of leaving the pack.I didn't know why I refused her request. She had every right to just get up and walk away. This wasn't her home like she reminded me, and she didn't have to do as I wished, but she sought my approval time and time again, and I refused.I sighed and raised my hand to knock, but the door was flung open as I lowered my hand gently. I caught myself midair to avoid hitting her head. Her almost six foot body stood in front of me with a lime silky night dress that fell from her shoulders and hung above her knee. Long legs of pale tanned skin left bare, and my eyes instinctively got drawn to the little dip of her dress.I gulped. A thought of her body bare before me crossed my head, and I felt a jerk beneath my trousers. I shook off the thought and offered her a smile.
Daciana's P.O.V Milton made love to me. My tummy was filled with butterflies as I pondered on our little episode before his beta interrupted. I was angry at him for ignoring me this past week, but something about his touch made me lose my senses. I ignored him until the next morning, still determined to push through with my plans to run off with Adam to save my sister. But I knew last night's episode would make it hard for me to leave. I had my bath but still wore my night dress and waited for Nick to leave the door for their strategy meeting with Milton and the elders. Cersei somehow found out about my plan and offered to be our lookout. “Will you return?” She asked, setting down a plate of food on the table. I looked at her gloomy dark eyes and sighed. “I should. I need to leave first.” She walked over to me and sat beside me on the bed. A smile played on her face each time she tried to look at me. “Is something funny?” “No. It's just, I heard you both last night.” “Huh?”
Daciana’s P.O.V“You’re weak,” I heard a voice whisper in my ear. It was calm and gentle, like the morning breeze, but it was condescending and taunted me. I felt a cold shiver run down my spine, my world engulfed in a smolder of clouds.“Let me in,” the voice came again, a little louder than the last time. “You can’t do it all by yourself.”I tried to look around me, but I could barely make sense of where I was. There was a tree somewhere in the middle of what appeared to be a river. The Moon reflected brightly on its surface, and the wind carried gently above the waters.“Is anyone there?” I hollered, but no one answered.I appeared to be alone, but I was overwhelmed by a sensation of a strong presence. There was something out there, something with an immense power that filled me with dread. My throat hitched as I took a step towards the tree.The path got sloppy with each step closer; the earth clinging to my feet and threatening to suck me into the ground. I didn’t stop. I forced m
Milton's P.O.VIt had been three days since Adam brought Daciana back to the village, and she was still unconscious.I'd spent those past three days getting to know her little sister, Amelia. She was quite the charmer and had a knock for pranks and mischief.One morning, she walked into my office and leaned against the wall, crossing her arms over her chest with a confidence that seemed far beyond her age.“Are you Ciana's boyfriend?” She asked, her tone as blunt as her words. I raised my head from my paperwork and stared at her. I was at a loss for words. My mind rattled by such straightforward courage and interrogation.I leaned back in my chair and let out a hearty laugh.“Why do you ask?” I replied, amused by her audacity.Her eyes narrowed suspiciously as she stared at me, carefully observing every move that I made while seated across the table from her.“She's always said that boys are dumb. And none of the ones in our village were tough enough to handle her.” Amelia declared,
Milton’s P.O.V“Won’t you go after them? She’s been gone for three days now. Are you not worried?”I stared at Robert, puzzled by his questionable growing concern for the safety of Daciana. He suggested last night that we send out a search party to look for her, but I refused.I didn’t think she’d do something so reckless. I was worried about her, but I was also furious with her. She disobeyed me, roped my best friend into her plot, and ran off into the woods to go save her family. I was angry with her–angry that she had disobeyed me, and likely put herself in harm’s way, but I couldn’t stop smiling each time I realized that she had outsmarted my guards. Her courage and resilience to defile me were truly admirable. “Adam is with her,” I reminded Robert. “I’m sure they’re fine. Besides, I promised myself I wouldn’t get involved in her decisions. She’s not mine to command.” I let out a defeated sigh and reached for a cup of wine before me.“She’s too dangerous to be left alone,” said
Daciana's P.O.V“Daciana. We need to leave, now!”Adam held on to my hand with his strong grip. He pulled me towards the window and helped my sister and I get down from the room.The cry of the angry villagers grew louder and closer. Amelia was shaking to his feet, tears welling up in her eyes as she looked back to our home, hoping our Mother would emerge from the shadows, but she didn't.“Amelia,” I called her. She turned and hugged me, sobbing gently. I ran my hands through her soft, silky hair. It was my fault. I came to rescue both of them, but I only succeeded in splitting her away from Mother.Fighting back my own tears, I looked into her eyes and forced a smile. “It's going to be fine,” I said warmly. “We'll be fine.”“Are you guys ready?” Adam asked, his voice tense with pressure. Even though he tried not to show it, he was growing impatient with our delay, and I could understand why.We've been gone from Moon Valley three days, longer than we expected. Milton must have notic
Daciana's P.O.V“Seize them and throw them in the dungeon.”Those were Caleb's orders before he left us with an army of armed guards and they were all hesitant to make a move. It was either they still had respect for me as their heir, or they feared what I could possibly do to them if I was capable of doing what I was accused of.Adam took a step forward and placed a hand on my shoulder. “Your father trained you for battles, didn't he?” He asked, his eyes scanning the number of guards around us.There were about a dozen of them, and just two of us. “He did,” I whispered back to Adam.He took another step forward and one guard ordered him to stop, but he didn't. “Daciana. Do you know something very important when you're surrounded?”“I don't.”“Always stay calm,” he said with a smile. “When you're calm, you think better, you don’t rush into a fight and you avoid making mistakes.”I took a deep breath following what he said and let the wind gush through me. I felt a sizzling sensation
Daciana's P.O.V “How much further?” Adam dragged his feet through the bushes behind me as we navigated our way through the forest to the path I'd told him about.We made a few wrong turns because I couldn't remember the way vividly, but after what seemed like forever to him, we saw a clearing that ran into the Shadow pack, the shadow of my home peering from the distance.Adam threw his hands in the air in victory. “Eureka!” He yelled and took a long breath of relief.“I should have come along with a bottle of wine,” he shook his head and sighed.cv I placed my hands on my hips and arched an eyebrow at him. “You're thinking of wine at this time?” His lips spread into a wide smile. “There's never a wrong time for wine,” he boosted with his chest puffed and threw his hands back and forth victoriously as he walked down our path.I smiled as I watched him take the lead. Adam was a hilarious man. He never took life too seriously and had a welcoming smile on his face whenever you came acr
Daciana's P.O.V Milton made love to me. My tummy was filled with butterflies as I pondered on our little episode before his beta interrupted. I was angry at him for ignoring me this past week, but something about his touch made me lose my senses. I ignored him until the next morning, still determined to push through with my plans to run off with Adam to save my sister. But I knew last night's episode would make it hard for me to leave. I had my bath but still wore my night dress and waited for Nick to leave the door for their strategy meeting with Milton and the elders. Cersei somehow found out about my plan and offered to be our lookout. “Will you return?” She asked, setting down a plate of food on the table. I looked at her gloomy dark eyes and sighed. “I should. I need to leave first.” She walked over to me and sat beside me on the bed. A smile played on her face each time she tried to look at me. “Is something funny?” “No. It's just, I heard you both last night.” “Huh?”
Milton's P.O.VI stood outside the bedroom, my mind a battlefield as I deliberated seeing her, or still keeping my distance. Each time I tried to talk to her for the past one week, she'd bring up the idea of leaving the pack.I didn't know why I refused her request. She had every right to just get up and walk away. This wasn't her home like she reminded me, and she didn't have to do as I wished, but she sought my approval time and time again, and I refused.I sighed and raised my hand to knock, but the door was flung open as I lowered my hand gently. I caught myself midair to avoid hitting her head. Her almost six foot body stood in front of me with a lime silky night dress that fell from her shoulders and hung above her knee. Long legs of pale tanned skin left bare, and my eyes instinctively got drawn to the little dip of her dress.I gulped. A thought of her body bare before me crossed my head, and I felt a jerk beneath my trousers. I shook off the thought and offered her a smile.
Daciana's P.O.V Milton came into the room quite early in the morning and went to his wardrobe. He picked out a few clothes and turned to gaze at me without saying a word, then he left. Over the past week since I told him of my intentions to leave his park, he had become withdrawn and distant. He barely looked at me and never said a word to me. I thought he was being childish. He even had Nick, his favorite guard, become my personal guard. I wasn't allowed to leave the house unless he said so. It was like being his prisoner all over again. I stood up from the bed and got undressed to have a bath. I only had a towel around my body when he walked into the room again and froze in his shoes as his eyes fell on me. I could feel his intense gaze as he looked me over, a certain desire lighting up in his body. But he shook his head like he had just resurfaced from water, and he looked at me with his shoulders squared. “What would like to eat?” I raised a brow at him. “You haven't spoken