We are finally back in the capital city in the next chapter.
Noah. Even after we reached Marshall’s place, Violette never opened her eyes. I had wanted to return on the morning, but upon seeing her face turned even pale, I decided to leave Bloodvenom Pack and told Kasha to tell Killian about my sudden leave. The door to Marshall’s house opened just before I knocked on it. He must be able to tell I was coming from the sound of the galloping horse. “You come again.” He stared at Violette in my arms after greeting me. “I need you to check her again.”With an arched brow, Marshall nodded and opened the door wide as he backed away to give me the space. Immediately, I went to the long couch, dragged a soft pillow, and carefully placed Violette’s body.“She has been unconscious after the slave hunt. I thought she was just tired, but she didn’t show a sign of waking up.”“That shouldn’t be happening, though. Did something else happen?” Marshall probed further as he checked on Violette’s pulse. His face contorted in worry, then he touched Violette’s
Violette. "Violette, are you listening to me?" My train of thought was cut short by Olivia's stern voice. "Apologize for my rude behavior, Luna Olivia." I flashed her my apologetic smile. I still couldn't forget what Noah had told me. It had been bugging me, especially since we couldn't finish our conversation. When I was about to ask Noah to elaborate further, Willa told us that Olivia's maid was waiting outside to bring me to the garden. I had thought Olivia wanted to forget our fake friend relationship, but I was wrong. "I guess you must be tired after attending the slave hunt.""Ah, I'm not.""I can see you still have a fresh wound on your body. You are that weak, aren't you? As a lycan, although weak, you should be healed by now.""I'm weaker than most slaves, Luna Olivia.""But you killed a rogue and Lady Barlow's slave.""I did," I replied curtly. "With that power, you can't possibly claim yourself weaker among your peers." Olivia gulped the tea and placed the cup down.
Violette. "Then does that mean your supporter— Nara, is my family?"Noah's countenance turned ashen. Jerking his head to my left, he averted my gaze while running his finger on my palm. "Why?" I askedNoah let out an exhausting sigh before shifting his attention back to me. He grabbed my hands, squeezing in between his big hands as his eyes rooted on me. He was hesitating, which made me anxious. Whatever he was going to say, I think it wouldn't please me. "There is something I didn't mention since it's not my place to tell someone's story. Nara is actually an orphan, my dear. As far as I know, she doesn't have relatives."Immediately I retreated my hands and looked at him with a questioning look. Why would he hold this kind of truth from me? If he had told me sooner, I wouldn't even dare to hope and think that there might be a possibility of founding my mother. "You could have said it the moment you mentioned her, Noah. All your words during our conversation before seemed useless.
Nash. Days went in blurry as I focused my mind on dealing with Bran. These few days, he hadn't bothered to hide the fact that he was supporting Noah. During morning court, I caught my councilmen always darting their eyes between Bran and me, questioning whether it was true that our alliance was finally over. After giving an order to Herta, I gave Bran a second chance to weigh the option in his hands. If his behavior showed that he had sobered up, I'd give him a second chance and would forget his betrayal. But with each report I received from Herta, it only confirmed that Bran had truly changed lanes. People began talking. Not only noble and councilmen but also servants, which drove me nuts. But I didn't explode. However, Bran's brazen attempt to recommend Noah to the council during morning court finally made the rage boil like hot lava. At that very moment, I decided to get rid of him. I didn't care how long he had served me. Someone who lost their loyalty to me had no worth in my
Violette. “Have you heard? Many people saw Lady Herta leave for Lord Barlow’s manor yesterday, and early this morning, I caught Comannder Rendall bringing around ten to twenty of his warrior. If I’m not mistaken, they went to arrest Lord Barlow.”“Does it mean all the things in the flyers are true? That our King is the mastermind of the attack during the Hunting event?”“That’s not what’s important. The big issue here is how Lord Barlow turned his back on our King, which made him end up in this situation.”“But, our King is the first to attack Lord Barlow. Hadn’t he touched Lady Barlow, all of this won’t happen.”“Shh, be Careful with your words, or you will drop dead to the ground. All the walls in this castle have ears.”As I made my way to slip away from Noah’s quarter, I overheard two young maids talking among each other. Like everyone else, they were interested in the heated issue between the King and Lord Barlow. I mean, who wouldn’t? Considering how grave this situation turne
Noah. Violette lost consciousness before I finished my words. As I placed her body on the bed, I recalled her beautiful golden eyes. I sat at the edge of the bed, thinking how long it would take until she shifted. A loud thud outside the door broke my train of thought, forcing me to step away and open the door. Willa stood in front of my door with an irritated look on her face. “Something wrong?”“Lady Barlow has been screaming your name outside. I wanted to order the guard her away, but she fought them. So, please meet her and ensure she keeps her mouth shut. I’m tired of listening to her voice.”“Okay. Please accompany Violette until I’m back.” Willa nodded, then made way for her to enter the room and leave her with Violette. Soon after, I arrived at the gate of my quarter, and with a single look to the guard, they let Flora enter. “I told you. He’d let me in.” Flora grunted as she ascended the stair. Flora glared at me, which I ignored. I ambled toward the drawing room withou
Noah. "Today, we are here to witness the execution of the Barlows. Bran Barlow, the former Head Council, is found guilty of tax evasion and high treason. Bran abused his power to plan for treason against The King. He threatened three councilmen to support his plan, which fortunately still knew their limit. Bran also tried to ruin the relationship between the King and his brother. Hence, his family and servant be executed by hanging and dismembered their bodies."The acting Head of Council, Oswald, read the announcement making the spectators in the center of the town gasp. Some of them murmured that they didn't believe the accusation, while some others cursed at them. I watched Bran and Flora. They stood on the platform with both legs and wrists shackled with silver, and their neck was circled with ropes. Their clothes were torn, and several fresh wounds were visible on their face. They didn't pledge innocent anymore. The light had left their eyes. I didn't know what Nash did to dri
Violette. I had expected to feel awful after experiencing an extreme change in my body, but I was wrong. The change felt right as if it had been supposed to be. As I moved around, I felt the breeze caress me like softly. My animal instincts took over. I became relaxed, and embracing my new form seemed natural. My thoughts cleared, then the terror slipped away from me. A lycan—a beast. I was one of them now. Under the moonlight, I ran and ran, passing several giant trees. I felt free, so much freer than I had ever felt before. Then something. No, a potent scent of wood and mint struck my nostrils, making me suddenly halt. 'Mate.' My wolf growled as it recognized Noah's wolf standing before us. Noah growled in response, and before I could even process what was happening, my instinct took over, and my body moved so fast and leaped to Noah. However, he was faster to dodge and dashed away from me. 'Mate! Mate! Mate!' My wolf's guttural growl rang in my ears, pushing me to catch Noah