NOLA REYNOLDS”Your Highness!” I screamed mindlessly as the Lycan King fell on his knees, keeling over to reveal the wicked hags smirking face.“Should have left it alone as I told you to, now look what you made me do,” Ma Jules tutted, slamming the blunt end of the spear into the man’s silver-coated head as he turned sharply to growl at her before slumping back down.I gasped, scrambling back until I ran into what must have been Kalden’s unmoving chest as he stood behind me. I jolted away, before realizing that he had been shocked out of his mind too. It was unheard of for a witch mage to stab her king.I stepped forward to meet the wounded king before I felt the heat of his best friend’s hands grab me almost painfully.Was he a part of them too? I struggled against him, snapping my jaws at the space where his hand met my skin before his frantic whisper stilled me.“Don’t make a sound!” Kalden murmured, but it was already too late, I looked up to see that the two women were watching
NOLA REYNOLDSI gasped, sputtering until I'd managed to hack the clot of black goo out, blinking away the oily slime with a profound measure of disgust until the Lycan’s face came into view.”Nola, Are you okay?” Hector panted, his shoulders bowing forward as the split face of Esmeralda’s Gorgon fell to the earth with a wet splat, and I saw where the Lycan had clutched one half-shifted hand to his abdomen, the claws he’d used to burst the old maiden’s head pressed into the hole where his skin was overflowing with blood.So much red, the king was losing a lot of his essence!It shouldn't have been possible that the Lycan was able to stand and half-shift the way he had been this whole time, I gulped reflexively, unable to look into the smoky daze of his gray eyes.I nodded, “Yes, I-I am,” I breathed, raking my eyes over the man’s face as his gold-brown eyelashes fluttered with relief and the hole that had been burning in my heart sagged wider as he bowed forward, leaning heavily into my
HECTOR BAYESI narrowed my eyes at the witch that had stabbed me in the back, the garb-clothed coffee-brown of her form blurring slightly in the fog that had begun to cloud my vision.“You will pay for this betrayal Jules, in your blood,” I hissed to myself, seeing the faint shape of her full lips opening and closing, her eyes popping open animatedly before I dug my feet into the soil and pushed forward, trying to ignore the stab of pain in my upper chest as I flew towards the woman.Ma Jules had not expected my attack, because the midnight black of her eyes widened dramatically as a bolt of lightning blazed through the sky, throwing the drawn lines of the Witch’s face in a white overcast seconds before my balled-up fist connected with her jaw, sending her staggering backward.“I have to give it to you Jules,” I laughed darkly, the sound more like a gurgle as the woman sputtered a gasp, looking up at me and holding the slack belly of her jaw with one arm before her eyes moved behind m
NOLA REYNOLDSThe brown werewolf’s iron claws slapped into the forest floor noisily behind me as we pounded through the dark cluster of trees, dodging the vines and forking bony branches that jutted out into the narrow dirt path.I gritted my canines, the tears swirling underneath my eyes managing to leak over my sparsely furred face before I felt the force of a whimper push past the calcium barricade and into the night.It was almost as though a flood had been let loose, the insistent pounding of my heart and the echo of crickets and night owls and bats surrounding us dying away in the memory of what I had done.I’d abandoned him! Abandoned the Lycan King when he protected me to his dying breath! Here I was running through the woods and back to the castle like some dark-humored Cinderella, what the fuck was wrong with me?I heard Kalden’s groan beside me, the timbre of his cry urging me to dig my hind legs faster into the dirt so that I was almost certain I looked like some caricatur
NOLA REYNOLDSThe Lycan’s earth-shattering howl still rang freshly in between my ears as I watched the man heave underneath me.“No Kalden, not you too!” I whispered in a hushed tone, putting my paws on his chest and attempting to shove the fallen werewolf to his feet before snatching my paws away when he spasmed erratically, inhaling a sharp, pained breath.Shit, shit, shit!It was worse than I wanted to believe it was, the once ruddy plains of his face were now ashen, cast in a deathly-white pallor with his lips now a sickly blue tint, the color of the dead witch’s poisoned spear.The warrior twitched once before letting out a spasmodic exhale, his beefcake of a chest only rising and falling with slow, drawn-out, hollow breaths.”I’m so sorry! I'm so fucking sorry Kalden, this was all my fault,” I managed to choke out, wishing I could have just stayed inside the damn throne room. I might have died, but at least the Lycan would have been alive still, and his best friend wouldn't have
NOLA REYNOLDS“K-Kalden?” I croaked, nudging the man who was lying face-first on the castle grounds beside me, motionless, a thick plume of dusk masking his hair and back.I twisted his neck away from the ground carefully, wincing when I realized he’d broken his nose in the fall, the fracture of a bone jutting out of the smooth skin as the wound started to swell, but no blood was pumped from the area.“Help us, please, he- he cant breathe if his nose is swollen shut,” I stammered, pushing my palms out to him as the nursemaids hovered over us, their whitened faces blurring as tears gathered in my eyes and a dull ache started to climb up from the pits of my stomach, hooks of misery sinking into my heart.“Miss Lady, We're going to need you to calm down,” A somber-faced woman with large black and white puppy eyes intoned, the wispy thin strands of her blonde hair matted and secured in what looked like a small bun at the base of her neck so that her head appeared quite triangular.What di
NOLA REYNOLDSThe guards seemed to have taken the cobalt coyote’s offhand comment seriously, because I watched out of the corner of my eyes as the armored men snapped to attention, puffing out their inverted humpbacks before throwing the quiet maidens off to the side a hasty salute, curtseying to Edna and turning around and strutting off without so much as a second look at me.”When would you learn Nola? How many people must die before you learn to get instructions through that thick head of yours?” Sarah screamed, flying from the back where Dennis had been holding her malady down.The maiden’s blue eyes blazed as she stepped up to me and I sized her up tiredly, her words gauging a hole in my chest“Now, Now Miss Oliver, we've been through this before,” Edna cooed, putting her squat frame between our chopstick parameters, her arms shooting out to hold Sarah’s bowing chest backward, away from me as I started on quietly at her.I’d wondered just how long it would take for the news of th
NOLA“However damning your statement was Nola of the wolf Village, I do not think you would have had it in you to kill the Lycan King.” The orange-haired coyote harrumphed, the muscle ticking under her eye vanishing as she stood over me.”I do not believe you have enough brain cells for that Nola, and I said so myself too at the hearing, but Merida wouldn't hear the end of it! Convinced herself it's you the one,” Edna needled, appearing lost in thought for a moment as she scratched at the ruddy square of her jaw, before her pebble-like, settled on me again.“Ugh!” I groaned, pressing my hand to my chest, feeling the thump of my heart heat up the spaces between my ribs as stars broke in my vision again, before the maid servant’s sneering face came into view.Think Farthing child think!The council was quick to respond when Kalden and I made it through the gates, if I didn't know better I'd have thought they were waiting for us! So why didn't they send search teams out to get the King?