Viktoria’s POVI was going home. Not tomorrow, but I knew that I was going home eventually. That made me feel slightly more at ease about spending my time here. What made me feel nervous was that my grandfather was here and had agreed to this. Why? Why was he here in the first place? Was there more to the story than what Fynn was telling me or was there more than what I was taught in school … Something was telling me that it was the second part? After everything I’d found out so far, it was probably the second part. I can’t believe that we blindly followed what we were taught all these years. Then, on the other hand, how did you not believe it, when that way of life was the only way you knew? I also realized that there were some things Fynn and his people didn’t know. Things I didn’t even know and I lived in the kingdom.Would I ever be able to find out the truth, the entire truth? Did I even want to know? If I went back there, it might be difficult to look at everyone knowing what I
Viktoria’s POVNo, I wasn’t one to run from anything in my life, and I sure as hell wasn’t going to start now. I wouldn’t run. From any of them. I would get through the next couple of days and then go home. Once I was back home, I could pretend as if none of this ever happened, couldn’t I? I was fooling myself! There was no way I would ever be able to attack a wolf ever again without thinking about his or her family, but if I could work in the castle, I wouldn’t have to worry about the wall defences or the beasts or Fynn ever again. Yes, I was trying to fool myself again. There was no way out.I was just going to have to accept my fate and live my life as best I could once I was back home.Fynn’s POVStanding outside her door, I could hear from her breathing that she was still asleep and I guess I could understand why. It had been a rough
Viktoria’s POVI hated the fact that other people’s actions put me in this uncertain position! I liked my life the way it was. I had a plan and I was happy with my plan. Now my life was probably the most uncertain it was ever going to get. I had no idea what my grandfather was planning when I returned, so much so that I wasn’t even sure if I wanted to go back. Then there was what I learned about the werewolves. I had a hard time calling them beasts! How was I going to join in an attack?! How was I ever going to fight them again, knowing that they were more human than beast?I just couldn’t deal with all of this anymore! I wanted to go home. I wanted to forget that any of this had happened.Fynn’s POVI walked into my office and was a little surprised to find that the council was already there waiting.“What’s all this?” I frowned, taking a seat behind my desk. I took the time to look each of them in their eyes and only moved on when they looked away. I had to show my strength as the A
Fynn’s POVLeaving her behind broke my wolf’s heart, but it was becoming too dangerous to have her around my pack. It was dangerous for both of us and I couldn’t take the chance that someone might harm her. I would rather live without her than have anybody hurt her. Running back home, it felt as though my soul was being ripped from my body.Viktoria’s POVStaying in the cell was protocol, or well, sort of. I mean, it wasn’t as if we had people coming back from beast camps on a daily basis. I could understand that they had to keep me there to make sure I hadn’t been turned or something. When I woke up, I could hear the gates being locked and unlocked near the entrance, but nobody walked all the way back to my cell. I knew I had to get as much rest as possible because there was a huge possibility that they would pull me out for more questioning and then
Viktoria’s POVUnfortunately, living a normal life wasn’t going to be in the cards for me. The same people who just a couple of days ago were telling me how confident they were that I was going to get a position in the castle. There were no whisperers behind my back. I felt like a total lepper! At breakfast, none of my friends from my year were there anymore, and I didn’t actually mix with any of the other age groups before our test day. I wasn’t part of the instructors’ group who had been instructors for many years. I was meant to be out working by now or to have been moved to the convent.Deciding to sit at the only empty table, which used to be our senior table, I picked up my food. I didn’t look up when a group of girls bursts out laughing and I knew they were staring at me. Nor did I pay much attention when the first bell rang to let the students know they had ten minutes to get to class. I am one
Viktoria’s POVEven though it was all done very respectfully, I couldn’t help but feel incredibly uncomfortable! I tried to distract myself by studying as much of the room as possible, but that just reminded me of the library at Fynn’s home. All I could do was grit and bear it until it was all over. I mean, if it was the only way to get me back where I belonged, I would do whatever it took. Unfortunately, I felt as if there was more behind this sudden need to make sure the wolves didn’t harm me. Fuck! They wanted to make sure I was pure so they could find me a mate! I felt frozen in place as adrenaline rushed through my veins and I closed my eyes. The male beside me told me that the exam was over and I could hear people leaving the room, but I was frozen in fear. My supervisor touched my shoulder and I opened teary eyes and looked at her with the biggest fear I had ever felt in my entire life.It was written all ov
Viktoria’s POVMy mother greeted me at the door of the convent looking incredibly sad. I turned to say goodbye to my supervisor, and her eyes were filled with tears. It was the first time in all the years I had known her that I saw tears in her eyes!“I’m so sorry.” She whispered before giving me a quick hug and turning around to walk away. My mother fussed that I was too thin as she hurried me along the passages to our old home. She had been living in the same one-roomed apartment on the second floor that I left at the age of ten. She was explaining that we would go to the sister in charge of clothing right after evening prayers. There they wanted me to hand in all the clothing that I used to wear as a dhampir and then they would supply me with new clothes. Dresses of all things! I hadn’t worn a damn dress since I was ten! Mom and I had dinner in silence and as we cleaned up, she seemed as though she had something on her mind.“Mom, what is it?” I frowned as I packed away the last pl
Viktoria’s POVFrom the damn frying pan, into the fucking fire! That’s what just happened! I went from being a prisoner in the beasts’ camp to a … A vampire’s breeding whore and now … Now I was going to die! All because of the decisions others made on my damn behalf! I looked around my father’s room for anything that I could use as a weapon. If I was going to die, I was going to go down fighting.“Mother, we have to go back.” I found a letter knife on my father’s desk and gripped my mother around her wrist before dragging her to the door.“No! Your father will come back. He will protect us.” She pulled out of my grip and I noticed the fear in her eyes. “We can’t go back to the convent, Viktoria. They’ve probably already been to my apartment.” She started pacing and frowned.“Mother,”