For the last three days since Marco’s birthday celebrations, we have been getting along better each day, partly because we have barely seen each other, which was a good thing for me. As much as I have been able to slightly tolerate him lately, I still preferred as much space from him as possible. But I woke up this morning telling myself that today had to be the day, I had to somehow convince Marco to release Richard and Rorke from their cells, and I was going over and over in my mind how I was going to approach it, because I knew that out of all the sun wolves still on our land, Richard and Rorke would be the ones that Marco would be most wary of because they were so close to my father and he probably assumed they had full knowledge of what happened between my father and the slayer. I took my time, slowly walking to his study, preparing myself to come across as calm and understanding as much as I could muster. The way we had been civilised lately, arguing with him wouldn’t work, bein
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