“for the life of us, we can’t get back. Should we give up?”Daisy’s POVIt was a wishful thinking.I had kept my ears open for days, and my heart hopeful every night, listening and praying patiently at every sound of horse hooves pounding loudly on the ground to be Hades.Wishes were just delayed disappointments waiting to happen to a longing soul.Truth of the reality was, my father had successfully gotten rid of me, and his precious seed, Astrid, and she could finally attain power as the Queen Luna.The whispers In the camp were loud, the ground reverberated with tension. After six months of raining carnage on unsuspecting packs, Alec Darius was finally returning.To his followers his return signified a new chapter of bloodshed, of havoc that would be untethered on who dated stand in their way.But for me, his return only meant one thing.My time had run out and I was stuck here with no plans of escape in the foreseeable future.My father had perfectly harnesses Alec’s hate for Hade
“spit fire in a world so cold.”Daisy’s POV“Alpha Alec requests your presence,”She may as well given me a silver knife to use it and carve out my heart.My heart was in my mouth, walking down the path that led to his tent.Alec Darius had returned in the wee hours of the morning. I had felt a shift in the atmosphere the moment he had arrived.The ground pulsed, the moment his feet touched the ground. He was like a thief in the night, appearing at an unexpected hour.When the sun had risen, and his presence was made known, the camp was in frenzy, their long awaited king had returned.“wont you join in the celebration?” I asked Bertha, surprised at her aloofness.“there are a thousand more years worth of celebration waiting, he won’t miss me,” she muttered, fixing the basket she was weaving.“Go in, he’s expecting you,” the maid said, snapping me out of my reverie. I nodded, feeling ashamed of how lost I had looked when she pointed to the entrance.“Thank you,” I muttered softly, but
“forging my way, through the path of loneliness.”Daisy’s POVI woke up with a start, my eyes wide and my heart pounding heavily in my chest.“It’s only a dream,” I muttered, my hand rubbing my chest to calm the turmoil.It was like I couldn’t escape the sad reality of things, Astrid had played on my weakness, taking away my happiness from me.I relived the moment of dread, every night, the dream would start with Hades kissing my chest. And with a tiny smile on his face, he will let Astrid lead him away from me.A scream tore out of me, startling Bertha who was sleeping quietly unaware of the danger that lurked in the shadow.“Alec?” I whispered.Alec smiled, his eyes filled with amusement, “I didn’t mean to scare you,” he whispered casually.“then you failed miserably,” I snapped.My hand flew to my mouth, covering it and trying to keep it from blurting out more unpolished thoughts.Alec smiled, “I like the uncensored version of you,” he muttered.It was dead in the night, and I cou
“nowhere to run, but my feet keep moving.”Daisy’s POV“So what’s your pack like?”I paused, my hands shaking slightly as she asked the question I have been scared of.Blair and I had gotten pretty close over the days, it was easy to form some sort of alliance.I always tried to handle the heavy part of our chores leaving her to the light and easy ones.I still wake up in panic, searching around for a pair of hazel eyes. My breathing would only even out after I was sure there wasn’t anything lurking in the corner.“It was pretty basic, I mostly kept to myself,” I muttered..Blair seemed to have caught the drift, she knew when to let things go and not push, and somehow I liked that about her.“We have to go,” Blair whispered, her eyes wide in panic, pulling my arm roughly.“What’s going on?” I asked, matching her steps.Blair looked like she had seen a ghost, her eyes wide, and breath coming in short pantsBlair only paused after we had placed quite a distance between us and Alec’s ten
“standing alone on the sea like a greying tower.”Daisy’s POVThe sound of crickets chirping echoed through the night air. My body was still drumming with tension, a lot has happened since Alec’s return.“Bertha,” I whispered.“What” she answered.I rolled my eyes at her brashness, I was getting accustomed to her character.“Bertha, I need to leave,”“And where would you go? She asked.“I don’t know, but anywhere but here,” I whispered.It was late in the night, Bertha had decided to stay awake with me, her words; ‘I don’t need a dead room mate in the morning,’“Do you have a plan?” She asked, suddenly interested.“Not yet, but I’ll figure it out, I’m resourceful like that,” I mumbled.“Let me know every step you plan to take,” she muttered.“why haven’t you ever thought about leaving?” I asked.Bertha sighed, “not everything is as it seems,” she muttered.My brows furrowed at her words, Bertha was good with words and I was jealousy starting to discover that.“Good night,” I whispered
“in a constant battle with myself, trying to know my pain.”Hades’ POV“Again,”“Al..alpha” the pathetic executioner stammered.“Again,” I growled, my eyes darkening.This was the only way to feel. After I had discovered her abduction, I had become numb. It was like with Daisy gone, so was my sunshine.My wolf howled not from the pain of the silver chain whip slashing through my skin, but for the fact that we had failed to protect our own.“Leave” Lucien growled, his eyes darkening, showing the presence of his wolf.I heard the silver chain whip clank on the cold floor, the rushed steps of the coward I can executioner echoing down the hallway.“Control yourself Hades,” Lucien growled.My body vibrated with anger, the walls rumbled, “where is she?” I snarled, my eyes darkening and claws drawing out.The fetters snapped, and I flexed my wrist. There was no chain that could hold me. My shoulders bumped roughly into Lucien, causing him to stagger and I walked pass him into the bathroom.
“the old familiar ache of betrayal.”Daisy’s POV“I have a plan,”The words seemed to have caught bertha’s interest.“I have noticed just how a particular carriage comes in every three days, with new supplies,” I whispered, watching Bertha nod her head vigorously.“I have studied their movement, and I have noticed that they barely check the carriage when it is leaving the camp,” I muttered.“The next arrival is tomorrow, and I am going to hide in it,” I said, finally dropping the bombshell.Bertha’s eyes widened, “did you get any help planning this?” she whispered.“no, I told you I was resourceful, I only needed to observe and everything would make perfect sense,” I bragged, smirking to myself.I could see the wheels turning in her head, she had questions, a lot of them I was sure, but the plan wasn’t perfect, it had a goal to serve.“I am going to turn in early, tomorrow is a big day,” I said.“Yes it is,” Bertha muttered.“sleep tight,” she whispered.I turned my face to the wall,
“howling at the moon, praying for a chance to change the prophecy.”Daisy’s POV“How can I be sure that you won’t betray me like you just did Alec?”Lorelei laughed, her laugh echoed through the garden. Sending shivers down my spine. It wrapped around your body like a smoke, making your skin prickle with an unsettling feeling.“My loyalties lies with no one but myself,” she replied.“Do you accept my deal?” She said, every trace of playfulness gone.“Deal,” I muttered, stretching my hand to accept her outstretched hand.I yelped, drawing my hand away from her grip instantly. My eyes on the blood on my palm.“What did you do? I growled, watching her smirk, eyeing my palm.“nothing, I sealed our deal with blood,” she replied, her eyes gleaming with mischief.“Three acts of kindness and then you owe me,” she muttered, vanishing into the fog that had firmed behind her.My eyes snapped open, confusion bubbling in my mind. I tried to come to the terms with the vivid dream I just had.I winc