"I always knew you would sell him off, bitch!" Helena glared at her.
Rhiannon narrowed her eyes; this was a good opportunity.
"Really? Says the person who sided with Elios to overthrow the love of her life!" Rhiannon replied sarcastically.
Vasilios ran through the familiar corridors. The same corridor where he had run and played several times as a child, however now it was full of warring wolves, splattered with blood and bodies. Those childhood memories would forever be marred with blood and death. He had to complete two things now, rescue Rhiannon and kill Elios. Preferably, in chronological order.He sliced through few e
Rhiannon examined herself in the ornate gold framed mirror as she waited patiently for the summons.She hardly recognized herself anymore. She ran her hand over her ridiculously intricate hair bun and then tugged on a hair tendril which was left fashionably loose. After three years -Alfred the 19-year-old duke of Allendale, looked out of the carriage window. It had been 3 years since the war. Three years since everything changed for good.Latest chapterTribute to the Alpha Epilogue