My heart almost burst out of my chest. If only anyone from the resistance knew about his plans... Garren and others could even help him plan the attack or help him with whatever he was planning. Suddenly, I felt hopeful and relieved. If what Kaan said was true, perhaps I shouldn't feel guilty about wanting to stay with him…Curiosity flared up inside me, and I wanted to ask Kaan more about this curse, but he insisted we get some sleep. At first, I wanted to push him to talk, but eventually, I felt too tired to keep my eyes open.He woke me up right before dawn. We needed to pack and get on the road, and the noises outside our tent told me that the entire army was almost ready to depart. Kaan gave me a moment of privacy so I could refresh and dress in one of my ridiculously unfit-for-battles gowns. Less than half an hour later, I was leaning against Kaan's firm chest while sitting in the saddle with Kaan's one hand on my waist and the other holding Than's reins.We both stayed silent u
The boy stared at me with his wide green eyes filled with fear. His small chest heaved and fell with fast, shallow pants. I raised my hands and moved back. “I'm not going to hurt you,” I said.Rising to his hands and feet, he crawled back against the nearest tree, dropping his bow in the process. I snatched it and took a closer look. It was fine craftsmanship. The bow was light and was definitely created to fit small hands. I put the bow away and looked at the boy. “Are you from the Crescent Hills Pack?”He swallowed and nodded.I looked around and heard the sound of heavy footsteps. Shit. The warriors were getting closer. I drew a deep breath and locked my eyes on the scared child. “Did someone send you here?” I doubted that anyone would send a kid to a battle, but I needed to be sure.He shook his head again. “I… wanted to help.”I cursed under my breath. “You can't help anyone like this. Those few arrows you shot didn't even cause serious damage. You can only get yourself killed.”
The alarm bells went off inside my head, and I took a cautious step back, frowning. “How do I know you're not lying?”A sly smirk tugged at Dritan's lips. “I've just committed treason in front of your eyes. I've killed two of Alpha Khaos's warriors, and you still doubt that we're on the same side?”I had to admit that he sounded convincing, but a part of me needed stronger proof before I could trust him. “Well, this might also be a trap.”He snorted. “And what would I gain from it?”“I don't know.” My lips formed a thin line. “Maybe you want me to confess that I'm a member of the resistance?”He sighed. “Look, Asena. You're in deep trouble if we don't cover this up. I want to help you, so please, let me help you get out of here. I'll also mind-link someone who'll hide the bodies before other warriors find them.”I worked my jaw. He wasn't wrong, and I was definitely in no condition to take care of the bodies myself. I drew a deep breath and nodded. “Fine. Let's get out of here.”He gr
I knew I'd promised Kaan I wouldn't leave the room, but this odd feeling inside me told me I should go with Dritan. A few minutes later, I changed into the darkest clothes I could find—black leggings, a dark gray tunic, and a black, hooded cloak—and followed Dritan outside the inn. He led me through the back door and then through a narrow passage between the buildings.“Where are you taking me?” I asked in a hushed voice as we passed the empty streets wrapped in the darkness of the night.“We're going to the training grounds,” he said.I frowned. “Why? What do you want to show me there?”Dritan halted and turned my way. “What do you know about the Crescent Hills Pack?”I shook my head. “Nothing aside from the fact that they didn't want to pledge loyalty to Alpha Khaos.”He huffed out a dry laugh. “And even that small part of your knowledge is incorrect.”“What do you mean?”“When Alpha Korad, Alpha Kaan's father, was alive, he and the Alpha of the Crescent Hills Pack used to be friend
I stayed silent the entire way back to the inn. I could still hear the screams, the sounds of breaking bones and tearing flesh. I could still smell the coppery odor of blood blended with the muddy ground.I had heard it all before countless times on the battlefield, but never had I seen the deaths so brutal and pointless. Alpha Kaan had taken no part in the butchery. He had done something even worse… He'd observed and orchestrated the kills.“The emissaries seemed pleased by what they saw,” Dritan said dryly as we were approaching the inn. “Now they can report that Alpha Kaan is everything Alpha Khaos wanted him to be—a perfectly merciless killer.”Nausea rose up to my throat. There was something that terrified me more than Kaan's brutality or mercilessness. He seemed to savor every scream and every last breath. He enjoyed it. Out there, on those grounds, he truly was the monster everyone feared.Dritan grabbed my hand, pulling me to a halt as I was about to open the inn's back door.
More nervous laughter broke free. “This is insane. I can barely feel my wolf, and you tell me that I can somehow heal you?” He shook his head. “You don't need to sense your wolf. All you have to do is sense something else.” I threw my hands up in frustration. “Like what?” He locked his eyes on mine. “Mate bond.” My breath hitched, and I stumbled back, my eyes widening. “I believe that you might be my mate, Asena.” A faint smile curved his lips. “But that's... impossible,” I breathed out. “Why would it be impossible? You can't deny that there's a connection between us,” he insisted. I sucked in a breath that went nowhere. “I can't be your mate.” I shook my head, staring into his dark eyes. “Your witch must have made a mistake.” He inched closer. “Melantha was never wrong. She was a seer, although her visions were sometimes nothing but an unclear mass of symbols and blurry images.” He smiled wryly and sat on the edge of the bed. “When Alpha Khaos defeated me and my warriors, he
I had waited for Kaan until the early dawn, but he hadn't returned. Anxiety consumed me slowly as I strengthened my hearing, alarmed by the slightest noise coming from outside the room. I knew that the other rooms in the inn were occupied by the Elite Squad, and knowing that did not exactly lessen my restlessness. I thought about Kaan and Caspian and the reason why they hadn't returned. Had they come too late? Had General Nathair found the rest of the members of the Crescent Hills Pack? A shudder coursed through me as I thought about that boy and his sisters. How many young pups were there…? I had known General Nathair only from stories told among the resistance, but from what I heard, I doubted that he would hesitate before spilling the blood of children. I would have lied if I'd said that I wasn't worried about my situation here as well. I was most likely the only non-shifter among the army of savage men. I didn't have a lot of fans out there, and I'd surely made a few new enemies.
Two more tent walls turned into shreds, revealing Kylar's companions. Dusan and two other members of the Elite Squad stepped inside, and then three others I didn't recognize. Seven… Only a miracle would make me defeat them, but that didn't mean I was going down without a fight.“Get the fuck out of this tent. Otherwise, you will all die,” I hissed, shifting in my fighting stance as the seven shifters surrounded me.Kylar snorted, “Asena, put the blade down. You might have learned how to fight, but that doesn't make you stronger than all of us. Be a good girl and give up.”“Screw you!” I roared, and others laughed.Dusan stepped closer, his tongue darting out and running over his lower lip. Disgusting. “Drop the blade, princess. I would have promised that if you do it now, we'll make it so it won't hurt… but it will hurt. It will hurt a lot.” A wicked flame danced in his golden eyes. “But we will surely break more of your bones if you keep resisting.”A shudder coursed through me, but