of wood and watched the sparks fly up into the night sky.
Like blood, like eyes that would never come home.
Holt’s POV:
I led my soldiers searching through the northern ridges and empty valleys until late at night, but I still couldn’t catch even the faintest scent of Maris.
Under the moonlight, I whispered a prayer to the Moon Goddess, trying to feel that spark of our bond in my blood…
But there was only the wind. Only the hollow howling across the wasteland.
Then we were attacked by a large group of Rogues. Their eyes burned with hungry madness.
After the fight, I lost dozens more of my men.
Was this punishment?
Was it because I broke my oath to Laila and ripped up the most sacred bond of our kind?
“Sir!” A scout whispered, running up to me. “There are more Rogues in the valley ahead- more than before.”
I bared my fangs, but in the end, I forced out an order in my hoarse voice. “Fall back to Laila’s camp.”
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Chapter 79 Let Him Go Die
The trip back was long and quiet.
The sound of wolf paws crushing snow and dry branches echoed in my ears.
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Laila’s words kept echoing in my head, “There was something wrong with the Lovanfall treaty.”
What kind of problem would make the Solantia Kingdom hunt Maris down like this?
“It’s almost like their royal heir got torn apart or something,” Victor muttered in my mind.
“No way!” I snapped, waving my hand in irritation. “Maris couldn’t even get close to an Alpha of that level.”
Before sunrise, we finally saw the campfire in Lala’s camp still burning.
I wanted to walk up to her and demand the truth-she might know more.
But the second she saw me, she looked away. Her face looked like cold stone in the firelight.
Viola, standing next to her, bared her fangs at me and let out a low warning growl.
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