We didn't go to the house this time, we headed straight to the suburb. It appeared I had indeed underestimated Vrionis as Bertulf claimed. The bastard obviously had some sinister plot forming in his dark heart and was moving way too fast and networking in the most dangerous way. Crippling his plans would not only be to our advantage but also curb whatever mayhem he was planning to unleash on the offspring of Gala. It was funny how our plans keeps changing. The plan was to allow Saraya to regain her memory at her own pace but now it appeared we must box Vrionis into a corner to make conquering him way easier and I was certain this latest discovery would be major. Alora led us to the factory grounds with Raedwulf Lykaon by her side. Since we couldn’t go through the main gate for obvious reasons, she took us to the side of the fenced grounds and paused to look around as she had kept something there prior to our visit. "What are you looking for?" Raedwulf Lykaon asked."Something to us
Holding up my hand it came straight to me and I grabbed it by the hilt. Throwing my head back, I let out a war cry. The guardians resumed disarming the werewolves while I weaved through, killing every single one in my wake. When I got to the other side of the room, I lowered to pick up my weapon's souvenir and held it up, walking back through dead bodies. I went to offer it to Evanore. She slid the ring with the crimson pendant off the Vrionis' severed hand and closed her hand around it. She vibrated and her very form flickered as if she was fading. She murmured incarnation to destroy the ring's potency. When she opened her hand, the ring had turned into specks of dirt. She allowed it to pour to the ground and it faded away into thin air. "I have a question, which one of you is Bob?!" I heard Raedwulf Lykaon thunder and looked in his direction. He had grown as tall as the ceiling and was bearing down on the humans with firearms. Some tried to flee and he snarled, causing every single
I wasn't surprised to find out we couldn't portal directly to the mountain where Selene; the moon goddess’ shrine was, which was the same place the guardians were kept. Anastasios Martas led us through woods and rocky plains as we found our way to the mountain. Dane had made the arrangement for Jared and about twenty gammas to follow us with wagons carrying supplies. Dane made Evanore, Alora and I ride in the carriage at the start of the journey but we chose to join them much later and walked alongside everyone else. Evanore automatically fell in step with Anastasios Martas. Alora went to Raedwulf Lykaon and put her hand in his. Dane was behind the wagon with Jared and I went back to him. "Why do they call you guys guardians?" Alora asked in a tone that sounded like a whisper. My lips stretched in a smile as I wondered if she knew about the Lycans' super hearing ability. "I will explain it to you when Commander is not right behind us listening," he whispered back in a conspirator
Finding my way down the dip end, I climbed down and followed the flow of the stream until I was hidden from view by a large boulder. Feeling adventurous, I took a peek from behind it to ensure no one followed me. My lips stretched in a smile as I quickly took off my clothes, took a quick peek again, and waded into the stream. "Aaahh…" I let out a contented sigh. The water was surprisingly lukewarm and just the right temperature to soothe my aching muscles. The fun of walking alongside the guardians had made me forget they were way stronger. I was certain Evanore and Alora would be regretting our earlier decision to abandon the comfort of the carriage now. Going underwater, I stayed there for a few minutes until my lungs were begging for air then came out drawing in a large breath. The hair on my skin bristled just before strong hands wrapped around my forearms, I let out a gasp when I swung around and found myself looking up into beautiful hazel eyes. "Dane," I breathed and heat s
According to Anastasios Martas, the only way into the temple was through one entrance which happens to be the main one. That inadvertently meant we were going in blind to face whatever was in there, head-on. I knew then why the guardian had thought they needed Saraya. They figured she was the only one who could shield them well enough from the effect of Selene's torch. But now, they don't only have her, they have Evanore whose powers had been funneled to make the shrine possible in the first place. And also there was Alora, a human, who might be immune to the effect and might come in handy. Raedwulf Lykaon suggested allowing Saraya to go in first to retrieve the torch. I immediately said no, not wanting to sacrifice my woman for any of this. If it all went to hell, I would prefer she escape to safety and go back home unscathed with Alora and Evanore. As for the rest of us, I truly could care less. I agreed to go in first instead, tailed by the rest of them. Besides, if Isid
"Commander?!" Alora called in a panic. As chaos ensued from our back. The guardians started to battle each other while Evanore and Saraya struggled against Selene's witchcraft. I gave her a side glance and snarled, "You know your mission!" Ramming into the two enchanted guardians in the center of the human barricades, they struggled to contain me as I reached for the hook holding them to the spot. Yanking it out, I wrapped it around five of them, causing them to struggle against the hold. The other five came at me giving Alora the clear passage to the shrine. Not holding back my punches, I pounded each one my fist collided with. Noting how relentless and brutal they were. One buried his claws into my side while another went for my throat. I dodged, grunted, and used the claws of the one behind me to stab the one in front of me in the chest. Blood oozed out, streaming down his chest. His eyes screwed up in fury and he rushed at me. I gave him a quick jab in the throat and lifted
“How is she?” Evanore came to stand beside me as we moved from the camp and headed back. I refused to put Saraya in the carriage, choosing to carry her instead. “She is going to be fine, she is just asleep now,” I replied. “Did you compel her to sleep?” she asked, giving her sister a concerned look. “Yes,” I replied. “Please tell me why she reacted like that,” she implored. “Does that mean you didn’t know she could not remember some events during her several reincarnations?” I asked, frowning. “I could only feel whenever she was in trouble and automatically come to her aid because of our connection and my oath to Hekate. The kind of trouble, I can not tell… So, then Isidora succeeded in making her die?” “You helped to prevent the last one, and I don’t think I have thanked you for that…” “We haven’t had that much time to talk,” she said. “Yes, and that was because we wanted to give you room to bond with your mate and also heal.” “What did she do to her?” Evanore asked, lo
I suppose when folks say to be careful what you wish for, they meant my current predicament. I had wished to remember who I was and what my life was like with Dane, and now I know. Every beautiful moment flowed in my head like a panoramic view but the thing was, life was not always a smooth sail. And those bumpy knocks are threatening to drive me mad – at least one in particular. I lost a son in the human realm, during my flight through limbo when I was fighting the curse placed on me in order to maintain my connection with the love of my life. I had fought to ensure our bond was not severe so that no matter where I was, he would find me. The pain in his eyes each time he realises I have no memory of him played in my head. I couldn’t spare him the pain, however, I tried, I wasn’t strong enough to keep the memories. To live and win over death, I had to embrace being reborn, and my rebirth meant the loss of my previous existence. I figured losing me completely would be far worse