#Chapter18
SILVAN'S POV
It was supposed to be a peaceful night. Refreshing air blew on the air and the birds were singing in the sky.
And with the amusing woman in my arms, it was a perfect scenario as if a scene coming straight from the movies.
Unfortunately, the perfect moment was unceremoniously disturbed.
The refreshing air became chilly, the little birds went flying away and the ground shook. It looked as if a catastrophe had arrived and the scent of death was looming.
'Tsk, they work fast,' I furrowed my brows as I watched a figure arrive.
I knew that the fool was coming the very moment he entered the territory. However, for one stupid reason, I did not block his arrival.
/"Finally out of your cave to die, King?/" He spat. His hair was a crazy mess and his face was sporting a maniacal expression.
From his scent, it seemed like he was a member of the former Jade Pack, a pack which joined the Resistance.
