{Cayden’s POV} I watched a circle of guards carry Lord Luna away to safety. She was still groaning in pain but her eyes were shining brightly as she gazed at me. They had a glint in them. A glint that translated to hope. She was hoping for me to protect Isla, hoping for me to do everything in my power to prevent harm from coming to her daughter. I heard a growl behind me and I swiveled around to see claws flying towards my face. I dodged it but I didn’t notice another heavier blow was directed to my sides. The impact sent me crashing roughly to the ground— again. I pushed myself up but the raging Rogue took me by my hair and flung me away. Literally, away. I groaned as I slammed into some rocks. Again, how are these guys this strong? My sides burned like a thousand stings and I staggered as I tried to get up, but then another bash sent me digging further into the ground. I held onto my face and my blood splayed over my fingers. I was bleeding and this Rogue wasn’t relenting.

{Cayden’s POV} The Lycans circled around me and I shared my gaze with both of them in grim anticipation of their attack. Their growls filled the air amongst others and I studied the details of their every move. Their guise told me that both of them were confident in the intentions— if not over, and I could use that to my advantage. The Lycan on my left jumped at me and threw heavy claws at me but I inched away just in time and dumped a blow on his face. The Lycan stroked his face and teased me with a laugh. My blow didn’t do much damage to his tough skin and it made him feel indestructible. But it was an intentional move on my end. Both Lycans, now refilled with assurance, pounced at me and I artfully evaded their blows but then the Lycan on my left clawed me across my jaw and neck so that I staggered away. I clenched my face as my blood slipped through the new slits leaving the Lycans to bob in their superiority. That’s the game. You have to buy them over. They need to

{Cayden’s POV} I wasn’t hallucinating. Isla was truly staring wide-eyed into the air, and to couple genuinely to that fact, she was gripping my hand tightly. If I was a weak Werewolf like Andrea, the tiny-looking maid, Isla’s grip would have crushed the bones of my fingers to crumbs. So I could only feel pain. But pain didn’t matter in this moment. Isla was awake! The Lycan Commander's grip on my neck had loosened when he noticed Isla’s consciousness but now he clenched it tighter and the next minute, I was sent crashing to the ground. My fall was mighty and since I had lost a lot of blood, I couldn’t stand up. But my gaze on Isla didn’t fumble for a second. Some other Lycans had joined the scene and two out of their increased number rushed to pin me down to the ground, in readiness for their Commander’s instructions regarding my death. But the Lycan Commander now had keen attention on Isla. “Looks like the pretty Princess is finally awake.” The One-arm Lycan Commander said,

Chapter 77 ~ Promise To Steal Their Breaths {Isla’s POV} It was dark for so long that I forgot what being in the light felt like. But my definition of light is definitely not a sunny crumbled room with a bunch of fuming Lycans in it. It had been a very odd sight. My confusion had been beyond average as I had felt rather lifeless during the first five minutes of seeing the light. But then, consciousness started to soak into my being as I sat up on my bed. But I fully claimed my awareness when my eyes fell on him. How long was I away in my slumber that Cayden started wearing ragged clothes with red liquid stains?… I had asked myself. But then It had taken me some extra three minutes for me to realize it wasn’t an act. It wasn’t a Halloween dress. Those Lycans had been real and Cayden’s bleeding hadn’t been a makeup. The next events after that realization had occurred in shocking phases, featuring me. And at the end, I had plucked out a Lycan’s heart. A very ruthless and pr

{Cayden’s POV}I hate being beaten in a battle but not as much as I hate being jailed in a freaking hospital. But yesterday, I was finally released and the relief that had brought me was measureless.Those Lycans had really thrashed me up, so a 6-day length for recovery wasn’t unexpected. And even my survival is to be considered a miracle as I had lost a huge amount of blood to certify me to have a moonlit dinner with death.But that aside, today was Isla’s coronation. She was becoming Queen of the Reigns.Today!I’m not sure what the sudden rush is about but I didn’t doubt Isla’s capabilities. She’ll make a great Queen.I know. I know I’ve said otherwise in the past but I had been stupidly blinded then. My hatred and anger had clouded my judgment so that I saw an unskilled she-wolf instead of seeing a young determined Princess striving to make sure her loved ones— her people aren’t treated unfairly.“Can I come in?” A voice said and I swiveled around to see my mum’s head poking out t