[Amya’s POV]After returning to the tavern, Pam showed me to a spare room where she insisted I could sleep for the evening. I was too tired to argue, so I took her up on her offer and quickly stripped out of my blood-stained and torn wedding dress. Once I was left in nothing but my underwear, I plopped down on the much too soft bed and attempted to sleep. However, no matter how much I tried, sleep evaded me until the sun began to peek in through the tiny window of my room, coloring the floor and walls around me.Giving up on trying to sleep, I got out of bed and rummaged through the drawers of a small dresser that sat across from my bed. With luck, I found a large black t-shirt and a pair of simple grey pants. Making some quick modifications to them so that they would actually fit, I made my way out into the now completely empty tavern beyond.Looking around, I had to admit that it didn’t necessarily feel right with all the patrons in it. It was almost like a very lonely ghost town th

[Amya’s POV]I took a deep breath and tried to collect my thoughts. I still didn’t really understand why Mykel was so hell-bent on knowing about my past, but in the end, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to tell him. Not like speaking the words would change the outcome. No matter what, Greyson was dead and he would never be able to come back.‘Are you sure about this?’ Mia asked, attempting to make me change my mind. ‘Isn’t that wound still pretty fresh?’‘Doesn’t matter.’ I insisted. ‘At one point or another, he will find out. Isn’t it better to just be brutally honest?’Sure, it would reopen a wound and cause the pain that had become a dull throb to reappear, but I actually found myself wanting to talk to someone about this. Especially because, up until now, I had kept it strictly to myself.‘If you say so.’ Mia sighed, slipping back into the Oasis, so I was alone with my thoughts once more."First, could you please remove your hand?" I huffed, ticking my gaze down to the large hand that sti

[Amya’s POV]I kept my gaze fixed on the scenery outside of the carriage as Mykel laid his head against my shoulder. Something about having him so close to me calmed my jumbled nerves. Despite knowing that we were only going to my parent's house to get revenge, I couldn’t stop the anxiety that I felt at going back.It had already been many years since I lived in this place, as I was sent away early to learn to be a proper bride. How parents could so easily sell off their child was beyond me, but that was how mine was. I could only hope that Brayden was still safe and sound.‘It’s going to be fine.’ Mia said, jolting me from my thoughts.‘Go spend time with your mate and stay out of my head.’ I huffed, attempting to push her away.‘You were the one being loud with them.’ Mia pointed out.‘Whatever.’Rolling my eyes, I gave a strong mental push, sending Mia stumbling backwards into Armal’s arms. I was sure.Letting out a huff of frustration, I took in the much-too familiar scenery that

[Armal’s POV]I stood in the corner watching the warm moment between Amya and Mykel. For all the years that I knew Mykel, I had only ever seen him either being an asshole or acting overly cocky, so seeing him be so serious and gentle with Amya was quite interesting."Enjoying the show?" Mykel asked, narrowing his gaze. "She’s mine.""I have no interest in stealing Amya from you." I sighed, rolling my eyes. "I have Mia, and she is more than enough for me. Anyway, I was only thinking that you may have finally been whipped. It’s actually rather funny.""Shut the hell up." Mykel growled, making his way to the window we had entered the room through and jumping onto the ledge. "You’re lucky that my arms are currently being occupied by Amya. Otherwise, I’d kick your ass. "As he spoke, Mykel leapt out into the night. Making my way to the place he had just stood. I looked down and watched as the rest of our group rushed up to him to get the details about the fight. Of course they wouldn’t sta

[Mykel’s POV]"If you keep pacing like that, you’re going to dig a trench." Pam giggled. "You worried that Armal is gonna steal your woman?""Watch it," I growled.Stopping in place, I extended my senses, searching for Amya and Armal’s energies. They had already been gone for a long, fucking time. What the hell were they even doing? Didn’t they know how dangerous it was to stay here? Especially after what we did? What exactly did that bastard plan to do if he and Amya got caught? They knew we were in enemy territory!"Dammit." snarled, punching the trunk of a tree that was just to my left. "That DUMB ass!""Calm your shit." Lucian huffed. "Do you really think Armal would let anything happen?"Would he? Honestly, given his daredevil tendencies, I wouldn’t put it past him. He had managed to get himself into some pretty tight situations in the past. Most of which I had to help his ass out of."That’s it." I said, as a million different scenarios began to flash through my mind. "I’m going