Rex called the patrol members to the training ground the next day with a solemn air.
"Good to see most of you up and running again. Good hustle last night," Rex said. "Just in case the rogues manage to slip through some time in the future, I'm having the patrol make a trip to the nearby river to start building an emergency water supply."
Blade nodded, "The injured will stay behind."
Mile huffed, "No way am I getting left behind!"
Blade eyed him carefully before shaking his head. If the man hadn't learned about underestimating the rogues yet then there was only one way to teach him.
"Fine. We leave in an hour."
The patrol got ready and led the small group out of the village in their usual formation with the Milky River Pack trailing behind them or slotting in where they felt made sense.
It was a bit awkward, but they were less vocal about their complaints. The doctor was at the center of the formation as they got to the river.
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“The village is under attack!” Arthur cried, running back the way they came.He heard the others following him, but they couldn’t keep up with him and their footsteps soon grew too distant to hear. Arthur pushed himself to run faster, fear building in his heart.Daphne wasn’t responding to him.What had happened to her?He couldn’t hear or feel her. That shouldn’t have been possible unless she was dead.He turned from that thought and ran faster. He reached the edge of the village and the scent of blood filled his nose. His stomach turned and he stumbled a bit at the sight of the bodies strewn across the main path into the village. He didn’t know how many were dead, but he was glad to see Rex and a few other familiar faces stumbling and carrying bodies off the street.“Arthur!” Rex called, his voice tense and grateful.Arthur didn’t stop and turned down the path to take the f
The first thing she realized was that her head hurt and her body ached. Daphne opened her eyes to find the world sort of blurry before her memories came to her.The attack. Owen’s chuckling. She’d struggled.She sat up as her heart began to thud hard and fast in her chest. She’d been kidnapped by Owen. Where was she? Would Arthur be able to find her? Was everyone dead or had they only attacked the village to kidnap her and left everyone else alive?What did he want with her?She shuddered in fear and tears pricked her eyes. She cast her gaze around. The room was solid stone it looked like, dark and cold with only the smallest sliver of light coming from down the corridor outside the heavy iron door.She struggled to her feet to feel around the room and found there was only one chair in the room, but there was a small window on the far wall. There was just enough room to squeeze through if it hadn’t been covered with bars. Sh
Owen was stunned as she cursed at him. Slowly, he released her and let her fall to the ground, coughing and scrambling for breath.He hadn’t expected the human to resist him or show such backbone.She laughed at him, raspy and derisive, “Am I wrong to call you an asshole?”Owen sneered down at her as she lifted her head, rubbing her throat.“You’re Arthur’s cousin, and I am Arthur's mate. We should be a little more cordial, right?” She chuckled. “You should show a little respect to me, but look what you’ve done? You only wanted to use me to defeat Arthur! Your a heartless, evil bastard and no different than those rogues!”Owen growled at her, feeling his fury start to tear out of his control. How easy it would be to shift into his wolf form, pounce, and tear this woman to pieces. He could almost taste her blood in his mouth.The only thing that restrained him was the fact that he ne
Owen had closed the door behind him when he left with a soft clinking sound. She thought it was him locking it, but there was the smallest sliver of light coming from the doorway. She drew closer and found the door was slightly ajar. It wasn’t a lot, but it was enough to give her hope. She gripped as much of the edge as she could and tried to open it, but the door wouldn’t move. She lifted a leg to kick against the door frame to try and push it open and it barely let out a creak before she lost her grip and went crashing to the ground.She huffed incredulously. What would Owen need to lock the door if it was impossibly heavy!A howl sounded from below the tower. She hurried to the window to look down at the rogues who seemed to be facing something oncoming.Had Arthur found her?She had to get out of here. Daphne worried her lip, casting her gaze anxiously at the chair inside the room. It was wood and old, but it was her only hope. She lunged
Daphne looked in horror at Arthur. His eyes were red and furious. They didn’t feel the way they usually did. Rather precious gems sparkling with his emotions, they seemed like pools of blood glaring at Owen.His body was shaking, yet he’d stopped. She didn’t know what to think. He’d attacked someone from Sharp Armor, yet he hadn’t killed her.“A-Arthur?”He didn’t respond, shaking with fury. He’d killed many rogues, too many to count. The scent of blood was making her gag so she could only imagine that he was lost to it as well.Owen let out a low laugh, “Just you wait… You’ll see the truth… He’s a monster just like me…”“Arthur?” Daphne tried again, but it didn’t seem as though he could hear her.Her heart lurched as she realized her worst fears had come true: he couldn’t hear her.“Come on then, Arthur!&rd
Arthur smiled sweetly at her as if he were in a dream then his eyes had rolled back into his skull and he collapsed. The full weight of him knocked her over as she screamed in panic.“Arthur! Arthur? Are you okay? Say something!”No matter how she screamed, he didn’t move. His eyes didn’t flutter. He seemed so still. If not for the rise and fall of his chest, Daphne would have thought he was dead.“Daphne,” Blade said hoarsely, “Just calm down. He’s just tired.”Daphne trembled, stroking his hair as Blade sighed and turned his head.“We need to get out of here.”“The village is closest.”“It’s not in any state to treat injuries.” Blade said. Daphne shuddered thinking of the attack. “The castle is our best bet.”She swallowed. Was it Arthur’s castle? Her heart clenched with grief. She’d forgotten her questions
He held Daphne’s hand and walked down the stairs after Rex and Blade towards the sound of people in the great hall where they usually held the meeting. There were a lot more servants than there had been before. As they passed, they looked at Arthur with expectant and eager eyes. Arthur didn’t meet their gazes, deeply uncomfortable with their presence. “Looks like the meal isn’t served yet,” Rex said. Blade smirked, “Plenty of time for you to dress for dinner.” “Dress?” Arthur asked, suspicious of their tones. “Oh, yes, the head of the servants has been on and on about it for the past three days…” Arthur rolled his eyes, “No, thanks.” “Arthur,” Daphne said looking at him, “Won’t you at least humor them a little? They’ve been working really hard.” He pouted, his shoulders slumping before glancing at the group of servants who seemed to be eagerly awaiting the sign that it would be okay. He didn’t want to. Honestly, the only
Arthur stared at her for a moment, clenching his hands and holding himself still. He didn’t want to push too far, but Daphne looked up at him calm and wanting. There was something in her eyes that told him she understood what he was asking, but he had to be sure.“A-Are you sure?”Daphne pulled him forward to brush her lips across his, “Yes.”Arthur pulled her close, holding her against him, “Hold on to me.”Daphne wrapped her arms around his neck, “What are you—”She yelped as Arthur jumped from the balcony, reaching for the open balcony on the next floor.“Arthur! We could have just walked back through the party.”Lucas and Arthur snorted as he pulled them onto the second-floor balcony and deposited Daphne on the other side of the railing first.“They would have just tried to hold us up and…” He ducked his head as her face turned red. &