As the gate rose, Laurel braced herself for scenes of blood and torture, but the town behind the castle's gates seemed no different than the Imperial City. People walked across the main path and laughed. Old banners hung from the rafters of buildings and children played. "Eden's returned!" A woman cried with a bright smile. "Welcome back…"She looked at Laurel and seemed curious as Eden dismounted and the gates closed behind them."Good to be back. How have things been?""Quiet," she said. "And… your guest?""This is Laurel, newly crowned queen and luna of the werewolf kingdom."She gasped and looked at Laurel fearfully as Eden helped her from the horse. The woman bowed and murmured something Laurel couldn't catch before hurrying away. He led her forward through the city."What is this place?" She glanced around looking for some clue as to what kind of person Eden was. Scents drifted around, familiar and unfamiliar. There were werewolves in the citadel. She glanced up towards the le
The strife of the Gray Ash pack had been a long-standing issue when she had been Laura. The fall of their village had haunted Laura and spurred her into more aggressive action. Basil had agreed to the increase in taxes set forth by the ministry and refused to set aside money to send out an envoy with supplies when the crops were hit with a disease. Laura had forgone what remained of her budget to get a convoy together with supplies only to find there weren't enough crops to send due to the last-minute party Basil threw at the time. When the updated census had reported that the entire village had died, she wept for days and started making plans for pack village requirements, including having food stores for the winter. She had fought with the minister of agriculture and general affairs about it and the national food stores, but the endeavor had never gone through as Laura had died before she could get them to sign it.“What… happened to you?”His eye blinked and he looked down for a m
As promised, he had a force of one hundred extra men ready to follow him into the vampire lands within half an hour. As he led them away from the camp, he heard captains yelling and getting their subordinates into formation for a full march. He did not doubt that the thousands of werewolves near the border would be mobilized for an attack long before they needed the backup.They rode back to the path they had been following and found the two wolves they’d sent ahead waiting for them where they had parted. “What did you find?”They shook their heads, “It’s weird. The path leads into the canyon area, twists and turns then vanishes. We’ve scoped out a few potential paths.”Adolph nodded, “We’ll follow your lead.”They nodded, climbing onto their horses and riding forward. He could feel Laurel growing closer the longer they rode, but he couldn’t speak to her through their bond or get a sense of how close she was. The air grew colder as they rode forward. The sounds of wild animals died
Adolph looked up at the three vampires, “We have a deal.”“Good,” the man said. The two vampires rounded the canyon toward another path, but the man who spoke didn’t move for a moment before turning away. When they were out of hearing range, Adolph turned to Sam, Lynn, and two others. “You four, will follow that one back to their camp and get as much information as you can about what’s actually happening. You are not to engage if you can help it.”Sam nodded, “And if we find Luna Laurel?”“Bring her back to our camp.” Adolph turned, “The rest of you will follow me to storm the castle. If there's any chance we might finally be free of the vampire queen, we’ll take it.”They agreed. Sam, Lynn, and the two others handed off their cloaks and began tracking the vampire away from their meeting place. Adolph sent up a prayer to the moon goddess for Laurel’s safety and followed the pair of vampires down another long road. Chasel drew close. “Sire,” Chasel began. “What’s the plan?”“Retriev
The first thing she had to do was make a rope long enough to get down to the parapet. There was a thin ledge she could walk across to the parapet with enough concentration and calm. She didn’t think about the fear of falling as she pulled the sheets off the bed and began to tear and tie them together. She twisted and braided the pieces to make a rope and tied it to the bedpost before pushing the bed closer to the window. She grabbed the charm bracelet and slid it onto her wrist with a little calming breath. She dropped the rope out of the window and eyed how far down it would take her. It was just barely long enough to get her to the ledge just below the window. She searched for something to help her hold on to the side of the castle. She still had her dagger, but she needed something else. She searched the room, searching for something thin enough to use in lieu of another dagger, and found a metal letter opener. She winced, thinking how flimsy it was, and kept searching. The fire
It had been nearly two days since the attack on the city and Adolph had gone to recover Laurel. Raven had been pacing the office she’d been given with nervous and fretful strides. Her brother was strong, valiant, and brave, but everyone had their limits. She knew that Laurel’s near-death had nearly sent him over the edge. She couldn’t imagine what their abrupt separation was doing to him. She clasped her hands and sent up another prayer for Laurel’s safety and their timely reunion and return. She was certain that the entire temple was sending up the same prayer. The door opened and Henry entered with a grave expression. “What is it?”“Come with me and I’ll explain,” Henry sighed. “This is a *fucking mess*.”Raven didn’t know what was worse, the fact that he described it as a mess or that he cursed while doing it. Henry never cursed. They arrived in the meeting hall and her gaze lingered on the throne for a moment. She sat quietly beside Henry, trying to calm her racing fear that s
As they walked down the path, the scent of a werewolf grew stronger. Sitting on an outcropping of rock was a werewolf, seemingly biding his time. His hood was drawn over his head, obscuring his face in shadows, but he held himself like a warrior. Adolph glanced over him, finding him strangely uncanny in the way he carried his weapons. He was armed as if he had stepped out of his first trip over the vampire border. Adolph knew, somehow, that the man was aware of them before they’d come into sight. He turned just enough to reveal his uncovered eye and the eyepatch over his other eye before he dropped to the ground. The patch on his shoulder bearing the symbol of a gray ash tree made him tense.“I’m told… you have a grudge against my son.”The man looked at him briefly before turning and leading him further down the path. Adolph darted ahead, cutting him off to look down at him. “You have nothing to say?”His eyes were dark as he opened his mouth and Adolph’s stomach plummeted with ho
Adolph forced and fought his way through the seemingly never-ending waves of hostile vampires and was pleased to find that Eden’s forces were nearby, handling the burning of corpses with sharp sparks of flame in conjunction with the large basins dotted throughout the castle. It felt as though he’d waded through several thousand vampires before he felt a pulse of something shudder through the stone. The walls shook again like a heartbeat as he approached a pair of tall carved doors. He pushed it open and gasped seeing a man’s form gripping a woman by her hair. His face was buried in her neck as she gasped. Her eyes were dazed. Her gray eyes trembled as she dug her sharp talons into the man’s back. “Your… father…” she gasped as her skin turned dark and she began to disappear in a whirl of light and ash. The man drew back with a deep, heaving gasp. The walls pulsed around them. The flaming torches flickered and the flame turned a brilliant blue. The wind rushed through the halls as the