Alasia's POV:
I continued to lay there on Rameric's arm as I slowly drifted off. He was right after all. I did need to stop overthinking about everything that happened to me and get some rest. I guess I could rest a bit more soundly tonight as I did not have to worry about Brazen being in the hands of that man whom I used to call my stepfather. I know what he was like when I was around, so there was no telling what else happened to Brazen after I was not there to help protect him anymore. Or, at least for the last few days while I was not there.As I lay there with my eyes closed, I thought about what Rameric had done earlier for me and how he was just trying to help me relax. It was hard for me to relax after all. After everything that I have been through, it was honestly hard to even do that. At least I knew Brazen was going to be safe, so that helped some.Before I knew it, I was dreaming some strange sleep dream. The next thing I realized was that I was sitAlasia's POV:What just happened to me? What did I just experience? Was any of that real?! Or, could that have been another vision that was playing a trick on my mind? Well, it could have been just a bad sleep dream, couldn't it? I looked around the room and I could tell that I was in the same room that I knew Rameric had laid down with me earlier. What is happening to me?"Alasia, are you alright?" Rameric suddenly asked me as he sat up and pulled me closer to him by putting me across his lap. "What happened? You screamed. You know, you can tell me anything."I looked at him directly and tried to speak. I tried to open my mouth so I could tell him what I had just seen, but for some reason, I could not do it. I could not believe that I could not tell him what I had just seen. Why was I not able to tell him my vision? I could not even mention the fact that I had a vision! "I can't," I said suddenly, full of fear, as I could not speak about it."You c
Alasia's POV:I continued to lie there scared, not knowing what to do. Why was I placed in this kind of position? To which I would have to kill the only person who was ever nice to me. The only person who ever meant anything to me other than Brazen. The only person who did what was necessary so that I knew I was safe. My stepfather never did anything like that for me. The only thing he did was flaunt me in front of his cousin, Bo. My mother was the only other person that seemed to care, but she was no longer living. She left me all those years ago to put up with my stepfather all while watching out for my little brother. In a way, I hated her for leaving, as I did not know why she left us. I still loved her dearly and yet, I miss her more than anything. I was so upset at everything, I did not bother to stop the tears as they ran steadily from my eyes. I was looking to the side and could tell they were starting to make a small puddle in the center of Rameric's ch
Rameric's POV:Once we were changed and ready for the morning's roast, I took the hand of my mate and led her out of the room. She looked quite elegant, and her garment admired the shade of her eyes that glowed whenever she looked at me with a certain expression. I am sure she could see my eyes glowing in a similar manner. We headed down the corridor and as I approached the corner, Galien walked around it just before us."Good day to you, Alpha Caine," he greeted me. "If you have a moment, there is something that I need to discuss.""Does this have anything to do with the conversation we had last night before that unexpected postponement," I said, making sure I chose my words carefully so as to not upset my mate standing there at my side. "What happened last night was unfortunate, however, this has to do with it and yet it doesn't, "Galien said in an unsure tone. "Is this something that we can discuss during the morning roast?" I asked him. I could hear a
Rameric's POV:I had to say, I ate a lot of what was provided at that morning's roast. My mate, on the other hand, barely ate anything as she mainly picked through what I placed on her plate. I would even offer her to take another bite of something, and she would kindly take it from me, nibble on it, and then set most of it back down on the plate again along with everything else in front of her. When Raiven had one of my Warriors retrieve some of the fresh spring water, she did seem to drink that though. Plenty of it to be exact, as I believe she was on her third glass by the end of the meal. I even looked over at Raiven several times as we both shared a look at her, although she did not seem to notice as her gaze was mostly down. He had that sorrowful look on his face as well as I felt about it. We both knew something was going on but not exactly what. I am not sure if it had anything to do with what happened last night or before we both laid down to rest. I just
Alasia's POV:That was the last thing I was expecting. I knew he had the ability to turn into a wolf, but for him to do it right here in front of us after he made that statement took me by surprise. I watched him, and I was astonished that his wolf could change like that at any time. Did he want to change like that or, as Rameric put it before, was it his wolf that wanted to change? His wolf jumped a great distance as it cleared all of the steps leading up to where we were standing. When he landed, there was even a small cloud of dust that let me know just how hard his wolf landed. It did not seem to bother his wolf as he headed off toward the trees where I saw other wolves already waiting."Shall we get going?" Rameric asked me as he pulled me from his side to now be standing in front of him.Even though he was seemingly in a hurry, he still waited for my response before he did anything. After a moment of thinking to myself, I looked up at him and nodded. At the
Alasia's POV:What is going on? Where was he going? I could not believe this was happening. We were supposed to be heading somewhere else, only there was an issue that caused a delay even before we got there. I watched him run away from me after I gave him my answer. He immediately turned around to run over and check on that one woman as she had her wrists bound in front of her. From what I could tell, it looked like she was trying to hide from somebody or someone. As I thought about it further, I remembered how that felt and knew exactly what she was going through as I recently found myself tied up. I sat there, watching all this play out before my eyes as I held the reins delicately in my hands. As I looked down at the thin strips of leather, I thought to myself. Would it really come to that? Would it really come to the fact that I would be forced to flee and leave Rameric behind? I knew he would be attending to the young woman or whoever else that needed his
Alasia's POV:I was in so much trouble and I did not know what to do about it. The fact that I was left to guard the wagon cart is one thing that I was willing to accept considering the circumstances. However, while Rameric ran over to help those in need, I was forced to flee, leaving him behind. That was the last thing that I ever wanted to do. Would he know where to find me since I was not there? I did know that wolves, like dogs, had a sense of smell and could follow the path they were tracking. But! My scent was not on the ground as if I was walking, I was riding in this wagon cart for the sake of it all! How would I ever get back to him? If I'd turn around right now, would I take the same path back, or would I somehow get lost? Knowing all that, I now find myself in a very serious situation. Now, here I am, stuck on some random side trail with an injured horse who might not live to get back to where we started that morning. What would Rameric say to me? Wo
Rameric's POV:What in the name of all the things that have gone wrong, is going on here?! When we arrived at this small village called the Village of Sorghum, the last thing I was anticipating was anyone needing my help. It was supposed to be a peaceful and quiet village where they grew and sold sugarcane that was used around our nation. The last thing I expected was to find several pillars of smoke rising from buildings located within the central area of the village.However, upon our arrival, I did not know what they were up against. That was until I heard one particular name being mentioned by a young woman who was in distress. As I stood there with the young woman who was bound by her wrists. She told me she was trying to hide from her uncle. She also previously told me his name was Midas, and he was going to sell her to become a slave as his wife was sick and needed treatment. It is not the fact that I did not believe her as she was showing signs evident in her