- The girl... - Anxiety betrays him, awakening an overwhelming hatred. He was getting impatient. If it's the wolf with even more force, without failing to observe the trickle of blood that escapes from the wounded wolf's mouth. I end up killing or unhappy.
- What was done by the girl?
Kassandra!
Cassandra was alive somewhere under the wolves' domination. I just thought of his daughter breathing or filling an unprecedented rage when she learned that a child had grown up away from him. There were customs and traditions. A son has always belonged to the father. It was the duty of wolves to deliver such a small child to the family.
-My daughter...-she hissed like a furious animal. - What was done to my daughter? The wolf growled again, panting with white faces. The child was kept safe among the wolves.
The Council of Elders feared his abilities as a powerful descendant of sorcerers. The prophecies made by the oracles brought fear to the wolves. The girl must be kept safe and away.-You will not find a girl. The wolf spat like arrogant words. He knew her fate would be death, he could see your decided sentence in the eyes you embodied with evident contempt.
The girl... she was a witch protected by wolves. As traditions dictated she belonged to the pack's alpha.
For a moment, Ray thought about his daughter who still lived in Scarlet. Your beloved Caroline. He knew he would never see his beloved Carol again... For three long years, Raios lived in exile. The Council had decreed their funding of the wolves after their arguments were heard with acceptance regarding the half-breed they harboured. He knew he would never again travel like the scarlet green forests.
He knew something the moment he was abandoned by his people far from the clan's boundaries.
-I'm going to find a girl! - James assured with double anger.
The sentries looked at him expectantly. Valerius could hardly believe it.
-Call the Duke's Revenge! James' scream echoed in the sudden silence. - Release the Ichichos! May the wolves feel the hatred of the White Order. Again! The lightning did not scream.
Valerius was a violent and bloodthirsty warrior. Before the old wolf could react, his neck was snapped in a single blow.
James showed no pity. He intended to bring his daughter back to the clan. The wolves made a terrible mistake. They now feel the power of the Duke's Revenge. This time, ICHICHOS obeyed his orders. Wolves would regret violating traditions.
A wolf… Jame was stifling anger. He was sure to be a wolf that would catch the attention of his only daughter. Well then. Let him prove himself worthy. oh, then he would help you. For otherwise... It would make the miserable wolf's life hell.
- It is true, madam. All the rumours. The good and the bad. Garro seems to have been more handsome for his business. Many have already commented on his beauty. Green eyes are quite unusual.
Madame Lili sighed with a growing distaste for the Moor in front of her with difficulty understanding the meaning of those words. She was a middle-aged woman. A beauty still enhanced the shapely body with suggestive curves. In her youth, Lili had been a young woman like any other until the difficulties of putting her dreams in destruction. She was a survivor of the first attack on Glenhouse.
For years, an orphan girl lived under the protection of wizards. She was created by the company of Lady Koriander. Everything changed after that terrible day. The intervention of the wolves had been a mercy to a young woman again without home or family. Lili had been protected by Koriander all her life and felt as if she were the daughter of the dying lady and queen of sorcerers.
But the king was never so merciful.
James de Macgrover had ordered the sentries responsible for his late wife's safety to be condemned. Lili expected to meet the same fate when Lizandra complied with her brother's request. Even after so many years, she could accurately remember the child that was born that day, causing her mother's death. He was a special blood son. Just as they spoke as prophecies. For a long time, the girl she took in lived in Scarlet Castle. Long enough to witness other tragedies because of the endless war. Just as the clan also wept over the murder of Rory Morgan.
There were orders that no one should be spared. Women or old men. William had survived to grieve the loss of his sister and sister-in-law. In addition to your wife. As the only adult survivor of the family, the man was in charge of his nephews. This is how the Council of Elders established their leadership power. Lili then had bolder dreams driven by the passion she had for this man. She helped raise them as girls although the arguments between them got earlier each time. It was absurd how a younger girl was treated. Kassuim. Lily took a deep breath.
She often observes the girl's wild and rebellious nature. She had the temperament of a father. She was suspicious and unfortunately for everyone, it was an impasse.
She could capture the contrary emotions her presence causes among the ancients. It was never possible to please them.
It had forged an overriding need in her behaviour. The girl never followed orders. Once again, Lili was surprised. The big black man's gaze was reserved. Lili knew that Mouro would do whatever she asked. He was her trusted man. The man owed his life. Ever since he left Scarlet, life had held up a lot of obstacles in reaching Chabone. She'd struggled to settle into a tavern that welcomed privateers arriving from travel.
The place also housed girls in charge of entertaining the newcomers. Friends of hers already knew the severity of the tavern's customs and how she treated the girls. Lili has always gone out of her way to ensure their safety. As far as possible, everyone enjoyed privileges and was always sought after in the region. When one of his daughters achieved a safer and more respected life, the occasion was celebrated with festivities.
Chabone was a big city. There was a population that was never in the habit of mixing with the townspeople. But the island that served as a warehouse for travellers on an intensely busy sea lane covered by smugglers also had humble, destitute and destitute people.