They rode in silence for a while. Eden was a bit surprised at her silence. He expected her to ask more questions. A part of him knew that she wasn't done asking. Perhaps, she was thinking of a way to let Adolph know which way to go through the cave matrix. “How do you know we're going the right way?” Laurel asked as they turned. “It’s pitch black.”He chuckled, charmed by her innocence and her transparency. It was refreshing to meet someone who didn't know how to deceive. Even her attempts to remain neutral about finding out that he was part vampire had been charming.“Practice.” “Can I trust that?”“Can you?”Laurel went quiet. It didn't matter if she could trust his words or not at this point. She had no way of letting Adolph know which way to go even if she managed to tear pieces of her dress and leave them on the trail.Eden knew Adolph was too smart to try and risk getting lost in the caves. He would likely take a path through the forest that led to where he supposed the exit o
Blood filled the air, familiar and acrid, yet he shoved it away following the scent of the wind drifting over the border. The colder air of the vampire lands carried the scent of rock and dead trees. It was a scent that would likely haunt his dreams well into his old age.The first time he’d gone over the border. He’d lost ten men in total to the vicious vampires crawling and hissing over the craggy rock. It had been an ambush that had awakened a darkness in him and stained his aura with the scent of blood. The werewolf who had leaked the plan to the vampire forces had been a part of the conspiracy that had ended his mother’s life. The werewolf had ended up dead after a near week of torture, and Adolph had walked back to camp with the surviving men smelling of blood and burning flesh. Anger and grief had consumed him then. Now, it just bubbled at the back of his mind urging him to go over the edge again. The border was up ahead and a part of him drew back from going in fear. They w
As the gate rose, Laurel braced herself for scenes of blood and torture, but the town behind the castle's gates seemed no different than the Imperial City. People walked across the main path and laughed. Old banners hung from the rafters of buildings and children played. "Eden's returned!" A woman cried with a bright smile. "Welcome back…"She looked at Laurel and seemed curious as Eden dismounted and the gates closed behind them."Good to be back. How have things been?""Quiet," she said. "And… your guest?""This is Laurel, newly crowned queen and luna of the werewolf kingdom."She gasped and looked at Laurel fearfully as Eden helped her from the horse. The woman bowed and murmured something Laurel couldn't catch before hurrying away. He led her forward through the city."What is this place?" She glanced around looking for some clue as to what kind of person Eden was. Scents drifted around, familiar and unfamiliar. There were werewolves in the citadel. She glanced up towards the le
The strife of the Gray Ash pack had been a long-standing issue when she had been Laura. The fall of their village had haunted Laura and spurred her into more aggressive action. Basil had agreed to the increase in taxes set forth by the ministry and refused to set aside money to send out an envoy with supplies when the crops were hit with a disease. Laura had forgone what remained of her budget to get a convoy together with supplies only to find there weren't enough crops to send due to the last-minute party Basil threw at the time. When the updated census had reported that the entire village had died, she wept for days and started making plans for pack village requirements, including having food stores for the winter. She had fought with the minister of agriculture and general affairs about it and the national food stores, but the endeavor had never gone through as Laura had died before she could get them to sign it.“What… happened to you?”His eye blinked and he looked down for a m
As promised, he had a force of one hundred extra men ready to follow him into the vampire lands within half an hour. As he led them away from the camp, he heard captains yelling and getting their subordinates into formation for a full march. He did not doubt that the thousands of werewolves near the border would be mobilized for an attack long before they needed the backup.They rode back to the path they had been following and found the two wolves they’d sent ahead waiting for them where they had parted. “What did you find?”They shook their heads, “It’s weird. The path leads into the canyon area, twists and turns then vanishes. We’ve scoped out a few potential paths.”Adolph nodded, “We’ll follow your lead.”They nodded, climbing onto their horses and riding forward. He could feel Laurel growing closer the longer they rode, but he couldn’t speak to her through their bond or get a sense of how close she was. The air grew colder as they rode forward. The sounds of wild animals died
Adolph looked up at the three vampires, “We have a deal.”“Good,” the man said. The two vampires rounded the canyon toward another path, but the man who spoke didn’t move for a moment before turning away. When they were out of hearing range, Adolph turned to Sam, Lynn, and two others. “You four, will follow that one back to their camp and get as much information as you can about what’s actually happening. You are not to engage if you can help it.”Sam nodded, “And if we find Luna Laurel?”“Bring her back to our camp.” Adolph turned, “The rest of you will follow me to storm the castle. If there's any chance we might finally be free of the vampire queen, we’ll take it.”They agreed. Sam, Lynn, and the two others handed off their cloaks and began tracking the vampire away from their meeting place. Adolph sent up a prayer to the moon goddess for Laurel’s safety and followed the pair of vampires down another long road. Chasel drew close. “Sire,” Chasel began. “What’s the plan?”“Retriev
The first thing she had to do was make a rope long enough to get down to the parapet. There was a thin ledge she could walk across to the parapet with enough concentration and calm. She didn’t think about the fear of falling as she pulled the sheets off the bed and began to tear and tie them together. She twisted and braided the pieces to make a rope and tied it to the bedpost before pushing the bed closer to the window. She grabbed the charm bracelet and slid it onto her wrist with a little calming breath. She dropped the rope out of the window and eyed how far down it would take her. It was just barely long enough to get her to the ledge just below the window. She searched for something to help her hold on to the side of the castle. She still had her dagger, but she needed something else. She searched the room, searching for something thin enough to use in lieu of another dagger, and found a metal letter opener. She winced, thinking how flimsy it was, and kept searching. The fire
It had been nearly two days since the attack on the city and Adolph had gone to recover Laurel. Raven had been pacing the office she’d been given with nervous and fretful strides. Her brother was strong, valiant, and brave, but everyone had their limits. She knew that Laurel’s near-death had nearly sent him over the edge. She couldn’t imagine what their abrupt separation was doing to him. She clasped her hands and sent up another prayer for Laurel’s safety and their timely reunion and return. She was certain that the entire temple was sending up the same prayer. The door opened and Henry entered with a grave expression. “What is it?”“Come with me and I’ll explain,” Henry sighed. “This is a *fucking mess*.”Raven didn’t know what was worse, the fact that he described it as a mess or that he cursed while doing it. Henry never cursed. They arrived in the meeting hall and her gaze lingered on the throne for a moment. She sat quietly beside Henry, trying to calm her racing fear that s