It took two days before the ships reached a blue sea without pink fog and dark cobwebs. "Where is this place?" Ophelia asked Lewis who was going through the map on the table they were seated at."I have no idea my lady, but we have sailed past the sea of memories," Lewis provided.Hearing this, Ophelia stood up and dashed towards the resting place, and opened the door. Upon entering, she saw Finlay's wolf at the same spot where it had been for the past three days. His blindfold was still over his eyes. His dark fur was shiny because she had sponged him, ensuring he was clean even though he had deprived himself of personal hygiene. She had forced food into the mouth of his wolf and watched him eat. Read him her book and gave him feedback from the ships even though he wasn't responding. Ophelia had Jasper and some men going over to the other ships to ensure they weren't fighting during the days they sailed through the sea of memories. She took care of everything the best way she could,
It was such a complicated decision, having everyone escape while he stood back to distract the giant snakes so they couldn't attack and hurt his people, mostly his wife.The hissing snakes surrounded him menacingly. Finlay's wolf didn't even take any step backward. His eyes glinted with red, proving that he wasn't any ordinary werewolf and as they tried to pounce on him, he took a high leap and stood aside, growling really loud.Ophelia upon hearing this stopped running, she had thought Finlay had gotten bitten by the snakes and tried to wiggle her wrist free from Lewis's grasp."My Luna, no! You can't.." Lewis persisted, tightening her grip on Ophelia's."Call me a coward to run away when my husband's life is in danger." Ophelia was close to tears and she finally succeeded in freeing her wrist from Lewis.And as she ran, Jasper caught up with her and threw her over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes."I'm sorry, my Luna. Alpha Finlay wasn't stupid when he asked us to run away. He'
"Finlay!" Ophelia shrieked at the top of her lungs, but it seemed the man was far away from them all or had been killed by the snakes. They had been caught and kept in a cage by the savage were-cannibals. Wild and uncivilized werewolves who didn't understand English but used different kinds of grunts as a means of communication with each other. Their clothes were made from varieties of wolf fur and most of them wore human and wolf skulls attached with strings on their heads. Earlier, Ophelia, Lewis, Jasper, and his two brothers thought they were taking the path to the seashore and had not the slightest they were running into the territory of the were-cannibals. Were-cannibals were powerful, Lewis and the rest of the men had tried to fight, surrounding Ophelia to protect her, but the were-cannibals were numerous and the more they fought them, the more they came from the bushes. They kept them in a big cage and locked them up before carrying them into their land, chanting and howlin
Finlay was silent the entire time they squeezed the boiled Misloco leaves into his neck. Painful and unbearable it was but he had learned the art of enduring any kind of pain. The maids felt it was a privilege to attend to a man like Finlay. Of a truth, he possessed a different kind of good looks that drew them to him. They kept hissing and showing him their tongue which was an art of seduction, but Finlay found it disgusting, even though they were beautiful. For the umpteenth time, it crossed Finlay's mind that his men wouldn't want to leave the Ophidian kingdom if they set foot there.Daeneria stood aback and fanned herself as she watched her maids set to work. Drococavillain had fallen into a deep slumber and taken into his room. It had been over two hours and Finlay was growing sick already, he wanted to go back to his people and mostly his wife."You seemed troubled," this was from Daeneria who had been observing Finlay. The man was shirtless inside the wash basin, soaked inside
Could it be his wife would've been eaten by the were-cannibals if Drococavillain hadn't shown her whereabouts through his magic mirror? Finlay pondered deeply over this as he stared at Ophelia who was still deep in sleep. She hadn't woken up in the past six hours, but her knife bruise was healing. They were at the Ophidian Kingdom, along with Lewis and the other three men. Daeneria and Drococavillain had taken them with the help of Dracaena, the giant snake who could grow as tall as a tower. Finlay couldn't turn them down because they had helped him in rescuing his wife and his men.Finlay heaved deeply and looked away from Ophelia who was still on the king-sized bed. Daeneria had requested they have her there so she could have a good place of rest whilst she was healing. Finlay couldn't trust them, but he had no choice. "Lewis?" "Yes, my lord?" His Beta ran to his side immediately."Tell me how it happened," he breathed out, turning to face her.Lewis nodded and put her hands behin
Ophelia flickered her eyes open to Finlay's. And she had never felt so elated before because she was beginning to think that she died or something, after getting stabbed by the were-cannibals' princess. Apparently had watched her whilst she was asleep the entire time. But something didn't seem right. His cheek was swollen as if he stuffed something in there."Finlay.." she called out his name quietly, stretching her hand to place it on his swollen cheek.Finlay offered her a small smile, put his hand over hers that was on his cheek, before pressing a kiss to her palm."You're awake." He let go of her hand upon sensing she wanted to seat upright. It was dawn and they were in the ship, with the windows wide open so ventilation could flow freely into the small place of resting."Easy.." Finlay instructed her upon hearing her wince which indicated that she was still in pain. The dagger she was stabbed with was no ordinary dagger. He had sensed it would take longer for her to heal. Perhap
"Oceanfait,"Finlay stood on the wooden ship railings and put his hand on the rope as they reached the second sea which had a different color from the first. Precisely indigo and was calm as if it was never graced with waves or tsunamis before. He remembered sailing through this sea with ease, however, he had a strange feeling in his gut that something wasn't right because some parts of the sea were frozen. Even most of his men were laughing as they jumped from the ships and walked on the ice. Waltzing and behaving like women at the ball dance. It was hilarious, but Finlay wasn't settled inside. He threw a look in his wife's direction, only to see her learning how to shoot an arrow with an apple. Her few companies of males and Lewis, teaching her. Who would have thought a homely Ophelia would behave in such manner? Finlay thought she was meant for dresses and ball gowns, with delicate little hands. But upon seeing her in his clothes which he had adjusted to her size with a piece of t
Alexander chuckled inauspiciously as Ophelia was ushered into the small place of rest, away from his eyes. She reluctantly allowed Lewis to drag her in, scared of what this Dragon might do to her husband and his people.And Finlay upon seeing this left his standing spot and stood a few feet away from the ice dragon. If he was scared of Alexander, he didn't show it."I'll give you anything else, but not my wife. Please." Finlay implored, avoiding the eyes of his men resting on him."You're a brave man, Finlay, and stupid too. Risking your life and that of two thousand men because of a woman. Many men would've handed her over without thinking twice. There are lots of women everywhere. But you see that one? I want to." Alexander was persistent and seemingly dangerous to Finlay. In fact, he was growing larger, cracking the ice where he stood.Finlay was in a tight position. He knew he couldn't give his wife to the were-dragon, nor could he let two thousand people die. There had to be a way