NovelEnglish"No, no, no!" I screamed and woke up with a start.
I sat up, my breaths heavy as my chest rose and fell, unsteadily. Tears slipped from my eyes as despair crept deeper into me. I grabbed my chest as if to ease the pain I felt, but it was of no use.
What kind of ease could I possibly feel when I just watched my mate get killed? It couldn't have been real. Could it? I immediately remembered the words Beauty said towhile in the other realm. She warned that while Eros was most dangerous in his evil Beast form, he was also most vulnerable, and could be killed easily.
I prayed desperately that it wasn't true as I swiped my hand over my face and cleaned the tears on it. A shiver rockedas I becaware of my environment.
I looked down at my legs and noticed the duvet that coveredon the bed. Sweat trickled down my neck from the heat in the room, and from the fear growing in my heart.
What I just experienced looked too real. But Eros couldn't be dead. I would know, right? The Arena, the Rogues. Pison, is all a bad dream. It had to be.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI winced as a slight pain stung my head, and I softly placed my palm on it. "Where am I?" I asked, my voice was croaky.
I looked around the room. It was empty.
Panic gripped me.
My baby.
The last thing I remembered before the trance was Beauty holding my baby boy in her arms. My little miracle. I needed to see him. Where was everyone? I pulled the bedcovers away fromand hurried out of the bed.
The closer I got to the door, the more I heard loud growls. There was also clashing of swords. My fear grew. Was there a fight outside? I ran out.
The first thing that greetedwas the bright sunlight. I squinted as I saw a clearing filled with warriors.
It was skind of training. In the middle of the clearing, two young werewolves circled each other, their gaze fixed. It was as if one was waiting for the other to make a move. For a long moment, each one predicted the other's steps. With a loud cry, one of them struck. He swung his claws at the other, who immediately dodged the attack. It was a good match, but I had no interest in it.
I looked away; it was then I noticed the state sof the people were in. Sof them were injured, while others were distressed.
I counted about ten youths who were injured. One of them' arms was cut off, and a bandage was wrapped over it.
My eyes widened in horror.
I looked back at the place I cout from; it was a tent, but mine wasn't the only one there. I stepped back and scanned the area at large.
This was something like a refugee camp, somewhere people who'd escaped from a war in a dangerous place ran to.
A loud murmur soon broke out among the crowd. I look back at them to see that they had noticed me. As soon as I faced them, everything quieted.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe warriors who had been at each other's throats stopped, and the sound of clashing swords cto a halt instantly.
I moved a step forward, and the crowd parted immediately... I felt a great sense of respect from the people, but refused to think much about it., ton "My baby." reminded myself and quickened my pace. Few distance from the crowd, I saw two women seated on a fallen tree stump Their backs were against me.
One of them held a child swaddled in thick clothes in her arms, while another leaned into the child, smiling widely.
Tiara suddenly jerked within me, wagging her tail. "Our pup!" I knew immediately that the child in the arms of the other woman was mine "My baby." I cried out in joy.
One of the women turned, it was Beauty. Her eyes widened in surprise as she stood up immediately and hurried to my side. "Eden. Are you alright?" She asked. I nodded my head. Only then did I see the other woman's face.
Mother. She was here, and alive! "Mom!" I gasped, rushing to meet her. She smiled, standing up with the baby against her body.
"Honey." My mother called. "You are awake." We shared a brief hug, and then she
handed the baby over to me. I took my son and a strange feeling gripped me. Tiara and I Cooed as we stared at E the cute face of oudson. en IMS
I placed my last finger in his, and he gripped it immediately as he let out a small smile almost as if he knew that I was its mother. The chosen one...
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