Chapter 77

Accashia was riding Pilak as they raced towards the castle. With a fist full of fur in her hands, the young woman clings to the silver beast as he rushes through the castle. They left the house they were supposed to call home the moment Calleb had transformed. The black blade was tucked on the right side of her torso, using the remaining linens she tore from the bed of the old house to make a make-shift sheath.

It’s time to attack. The full moon and the stars gave them weak streams of light that guided them through the darkness and thickets of the forest.

Pilak growled as he felt they were close to the castle. Feeling the presence of the Alpha in his heart that brought him nerves. With a groan, Pilak speeds up and pushes through the thick grass. His huge paws making banging sounds against the dry ground, his fast pace sounding like a horse on a run.

Accashia feels every beat of Pilak’s step, his movements reverberating against her whole body as she clings to him.

“Onward!” Accashia