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“There must be some kind of way to stop this,”
Morgan’s cold voice sounded.
“That’s true. We could change this future,”
Damien, the demon overlord said.
“To do that, we must find the white wolf and ensure that darkness doesn’t wander free before the Blood moon,”
Zeriyah said. “This is exactly what the prophecy had warned us about fourteen years ago. The rise of the greatest darkness, and the white wolf is the only one that can put an end to this. She is supposed to be here with us. A war is coming, If the white wolf fails, we all are doomed.”
I couldn’t stop the wild pounding of my heart. And for the first time in my life, I felt fear and even more for my poor sister.
“I can’t listen to this,”
I heard Morgan mutter to me, before pulling up from his seat, and storming out of the Court.
My eyes fell back on Zeriyah as she locked her gaze with me. “The Blood moon is only a night away; we have to find her.”
I sighed deeply. I couldn’t listen to this either. I was up from my seat, exiting the Court.
I met Morgan outside, he was already on his horse about to leave, when suddenly, he froze and his emerald green eyes became foggy. He was being mind-linked.
I could hear his blasting heartbeat as he broke off from the mind link. His deep eyes found mine in a haste.
“What is it?”
I asked quickly.
“We have to get to my pack at once. There’s a witch there. And she’s asking for us,”
He rushed on quickly, making my eyebrows cripple.
“How on earth does that-“
I began but Morgan spoke quickly again.
“She belongs to the Dark Circle,”
My eyes widened as he voiced.
Immediately, I got on my horse, and we were about to ride off when a voice sounded behind us.
“Where are you both off to in a haste?”
I swerved my head around to find Felix’s annoying face, staring at us from afar. “Did something happen?”
My gaze found Morgan’s who looked equally pissed and impatient to get out of here.
“Why don’t you mind your f*******g business, Felix?”
I bellowed over my shoulder, kicking my horse in motion and we rode out of the Council’s territory.
Zena’s point of view
It’s been almost a day since I crossed through the portal with the Dark Circle army and we left Oasis. This was the very first time in many years that I was outside the boundaries of Oasis. I had almost forgotten how beautiful it was out here.
I tightened my hold on the horse’s reins, speeding past the woodlands, and human village. I was approaching the Capital. I was almost at North Central. I have been riding for hours without stopping for a second. It wasn’t hard to evade the army once we had left Oasis. I had circled back to where we had burst out through from the portal and for a second, I thought I was lost.
Oasis was a place difficult to find. No wonder Vladimir managed to stay off the raider for so long. The magic holding up the boundaries of Oasis made it completely invisible to the outside world and difficult to find.
Before leaving Oasis, I spelled the trail of every path I took. It would be greatly needed when I returned with the Council’s army.
I lifted my gaze to the sky, taking a final glance at the sun as it took shade behind the clouds. It was twilight already and I was losing time. The Blood moon was a night away, and I had to find both Leonardo Black and Morgan Storm and stop the attack that was about to befall those from the South taking refuge in North Central.
I kicked my horse harder, but I could tell its frail legs were probably a minute from giving up. I rode for an hour or less, before halting my horse instantly. I just entered the Capital. I had no idea where the Black Blood Pack or Crescent North Pack was located, so I was forced to make inquiries.
I resolved, heading to the Crescent North Pack instead. It was only a short ride away. I continued my journey, riding into the woods. I rode for more minutes, and only stopped when I felt an intense energy around me. Magic.
I couldn’t help but gawk at the towering majestic trees. Their knotted arms rose ever upward as far as my head could bend. The leaf paradise before me reeked of magic. I grabbed onto my horse’s reins as I passed through the trees. But I couldn’t go any further as an invisible shield was stopping me. A boundary spell.
My lips broke into a smile as I knew I had just reached the Crescent North Pack territory. I tried using my magic to seep through, and surprisingly, it worked. Usually, boundary spells were meant to keep unwanted visitors out, but I guess this was meant to keep out those with evil intent.
“Let’s go, boy,”
I patted the head of the horse, kicking it to motion as I rode past the trees. It felt like I had stepped through a portal into another realm. The view was beautiful as I could hear the soulful orchestra of the songbirds, running water meeting rugged rocks, and the rustling of leaves in the evening breeze.
I rode faster on my horse, taking the path that led to the woods, hoping it’ll lead me to the Packhouse, the castle, or anyone I could get help from. I was approaching a large meadow, and just then I felt the presence that moved faster against the trees, trailing me. Not just one, there were many, and suddenly, I was surrounded by wolves. Some were in their wolf forms while others were in human forms, drawing their swords at me. Very understandable, considering I was a stranger here.
From an angle, a young man, seeming to be in charge, came forward. His eyes were gauging me, cautiously. “Who are you?”
I pulled my hands up in the air, slowly getting off my horse.
“I am not here to stir up trouble. I mean no harm,”
I said calmly, as my blonde hair danced across my face, carried by the evening breeze.
The man’s eyes were still on me. “That doesn’t answer my question. Who are you, and how did you get into our territory?”
“I am called Zena,”
I started. “I was sent here by a friend of yours. I can’t say any more than that. But I need to see Mor-“
I was interrupted by a sharp outburst.
I snapped my head to my left and another man was standing just outside the circle of wolves that surrounded me. His eyes held a glare, and a fit of murderous anger directed at me.
“Jax,”
The man from a while ago drawled, but before he could say more, the other man, Jax, growled deathly.
“Xavier, she’s one of them. She belongs to the Dark Circle,”
Jax hissed, as his eyes shifted from my arm where the black dragon symbol representing the Dark Circle and all it stood for. I took a cautious step back and my heart jumped in my throat as everyone’s deathly and murderous gaze shifted back to me.
“Attack!”
Xavier yelled, and the wolves growled angrily, charging at me with speed.
“fk!”
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