THERON

I spent almost the whole day looking for useful stuff for a camp.

I had a hunch my sisters were up to their usual tricks.

That ever since the womb I’d been getting Amara’s restless kicks, and I knew very well what she was capable of.

Evening was falling, and with it the sunlight faded.

I climbed up to the surface only to see we were in the middle of a tangled forest.

I managed to gather some big leaves and dry grass; with that I made a decent nest in the cave and got a small fire going.

Even though I grew up surrounded by paperwork and learning to run the realm, contrary to what my sisters believed, I wasn’t some moth eating pages.

My father taught me to survive and fight like my kind. The royal advisors, too.

All lycans carried savagery in our veins.

Shifted into my elemental form to save energy, I leaned back against the rear wall with my beautiful lioness on top of me.

I couldn’t stop petting that soft fur.

Something bound us to her, and I couldn’t wait for her to regain con