Delaney “Thanks,” I tell the stranger when he stops the car right by the entrance of the city. I’m not sure I recognize these parts all too well, but I’m sure I’ll find my way. I just have to believe in myself. “I mean it.”“You’re welcome,” he tells me. I watch him drive away for a few seconds before starting down the sidewalk. I quicken my steps and even jog lightly, mostly because I don’t want to waste more time than I already have by getting here. I start to look around, at the shops and restaurants along with the buildings right in the heart of the city. I will myself to focus so I don’t get lost, and I also make sure to cover my vibrant hair every chance I have. I don’t want to make silly mistakes that will cost the lives of good people. My nightmare begins when half an hour in, I still haven’t reached a familiar place. I look around at everyone while breathing harshly. Nobody is looking at me a second time. I’m just someone else who’s probably trying to get somewhere like e
DelaneyI continue down the steps until I reach the bottom. Although the entire space is dark, there’s a small lantern emitting a soft green light, and a man with a heavily wrinkled face is standing behind it. His eyes meet mine from across the room, and in a soft voice, he says to me, “Come closer, little one.”Once I get closer to the table, I see the chair that’s directly in front of him. There’s a faint herbal scent in the air that’s unpleasant at first but gets better and more tolerable with every breath that I take. I take a seat, and put my hands together in front of me. “What is your name?” he asks. The lantern is hiding about half of his face, so I can only see his eyes. “Delaney Waters,” I tell him. “Allow me to see your hand,” he says. I extend my hand to him, and he places his beneath mine. His hand is rough. Only the lantern is illuminating my hand, and he moves closer to the light while his free hand traces the lines on my palm.“Hm,” he grumbles. “I see why Anna c
AlecI kill the engine, and then make my way inside the house. With the clouds gathering in the sky, darkening it, it kind of feels like I’m stepping into a house of horrors. I brace myself for what’s to come, and even so, I’m not ready. Carla is in the living room. As I close the door, she stands up. Her eyes are a little wide, and she seems to take all of me in. Her eyes then widen, and she gasps, “Is that blood?”I realize that I still have Alpha Jason’s blood on my clothes. I look down at them absently, and then nod. “It’s a long story, but it isn’t mine.”I sound exhausted. I feel exhausted. I don’t know what it is about coming here that makes me feel so damn tired and done with it all. This is supposed to be my safe space; my home. The only place in the world where I feel like nothing can hurt me. But instead, I feel like this is the place where all my hauntings begin. “You haven’t been here in a few days,” Carla claims, getting to the point. “I understand that you’re upset b
Delaney I sit by as Francesca and Cade gather almost everyone who lives underground to go rescue Matteo and the others, and all the while, I'm thinking about what the fortune-telling man said to me about my curse. I have a brand new perspective on what my life could be, and I feel like a new person. I’ve never associated the curse with anything good, but I’m starting to enter that state of mind, and the first thing I’m doing is telling myself that we’ll be able to rescue everyone. They’ll be fine. I’m scared and nervous to make it there and find out that it’s too late, but something else is telling me that everything is happening for a reason. Even finding Anna in the middle of the sidewalk when I was lost and desperate was a kind of a miracle. Who knows where I’d be now if I hadn’t found her? Maybe I would’ve been too late, or caught by the authorities after dark or something. The rescue mission is going to be at night, mostly because people tend to be more vigilant during that
Delaney My left leg hurts every time I put weight on it, but I have to keep moving. Francesca is ahead of me, racing to reach the car. Paola’s arm is draped over my shoulder, and my arm is hooked around her waist to keep her up. She constantly slumps forward like she’s going to pass out, but wakes up before she falls. “Just a little bit more,” Francesca says while clutching her side. Her clothes are drenched with her own blood, but she’s forcing herself to keep going. We’ve been hit hard. Harder than I thought we would, but at least we didn’t walk into it with false expectations. We knew what we would be getting ourselves into. It doesn’t make what happened hurt less, though. “Almost there,” Francesca pants before stopping and bending over to place her hands on her knees. I nearly bump into her, but I miss her by a few inches. I say to her encouragingly, “Keep going, Francesca. Don’t stop now. We’re almost there, as you said!”She nods, and then keeps going. Once the gates were
Alec I look around at the mess caused by the escape of the rebels, and I can hardly believe my eyes. Alpha Fredrick is ushering his family into his car while his Beta—the man who would’ve married his daughter—yells orders for the mess to be cleaned immediately. My Beta is here too, making sure that our Gammas remove the bodies littered all over. The silence in my head is deafening. Deep down, I know that this happened because of Delaney’s escape. Somehow, she’s behind all this.And once again, I’ve gotten away with committing treason. Alpha Fredrick makes his way toward me as soon as his family is safely in the car and are being driven to my territory, where they’ll meet with Carla. We’ve decided that it’s better and safer this way, because we don’t know if there are any rebels nearby. Honestly, I think it could’ve been worse. If his family had been slaughtered, then that would have been a cause for global concern. But only Gammas died, and some unidentified bodies seem to belong
Delaney Connor is dead, and it’s all anyone can talk about. The others have been arriving over the course of a few days, but it was Pollux who gave us the news. He showed up the morning after we broke them out, and that’s how we found out that many of the fighters are still out there, hiding so they don’t get caught and draw attention to themselves and to the rest of us who are hiding. Cade is genuinely devastated by what’s happened. Connor was his brother, and I’ve since discovered that it’s a blessing to have a sibling in the rebellion with you. Most people have lost their families, for crying out loud. To have a relative is a blessing. Despite his grief, he hasn’t left Paola’s side. She’s not doing too well; she’s been seriously injured, and the healer fears that she might not be able to walk again. Silver was injected in her spine, and it’s been eating away at the bone, and there’s nothing we can do about it but wait for it to pass out of her system. The effects of silver are
DelaneyPaola wakes up, thankfully, and I’m the first one there to see it. I go to her side, and grab her hand before squeezing it. Her eyes flutter open, and then she looks around disoriented and somehow surprised. When her eyes meet mine, she gasps and says, “Delaney?”“Paola,” I say, relieved. “We’ve been waiting so anxiously for you to wake up. How are you feeling?”“I don’t…remember what happened and how I ended up here,” she claims. “The last thing I remember was…oh, by the goddess…they were doing such awful things to us all and—”I place my hand over hers. My throat is closing up at the sight of her despair, but I say, “You’re safe now. They’re not going to hurt you anymore.”“But they will,” she states, her eyes filling with tears. “They always will whenever they have a chance. This isn’t something that stops, Delaney. How did you…they’d dragged you out, and I tried to reach you but we were all captured apart from you.”I briefly explain what happened, and she says, “He saved