Troy:
"I cannot believe that," I said, scratching my scalp. "You’re telling me that Yorick knew what his parents were doing?" I asked her again, trying to confirm that her information was right.
"Yes. When he arrived, I requested that he stop his parents to save us, but he would not listen. Then he callously threw Oriana aside to die," she replied.
She continued talking while I watched her face, silently letting her know that I could not keep up with her claims because it was getting too much.
"And you’re telling me that he has a monster for a brother?" I asked, raising my finger as I tried to remember that detail she had mentioned.
"Yes," she answered, nodding confidently.
"I’m sorry, Leysa, but I don’t understand any of it," I admitted, feeling embarrassed for not knowing anything about Yorick.
"Listen, he has a brother named Charles. He’s a monster, and they are performing some sort of ritual where they need to—" she started to explain.
As she began repeating herself, I reminded her that I already knew that part and remembered it.
"I remember that part," I told her. "Yes, yes, they need to feed Charles Yorick’s fated mate’s close family relations, and his mate, either chosen or whatever."
When I finished, she gave me a blunt look.
This was not how I remembered Leysa being.
She looked much more confident for someone who had been in captivity.
She also seemed more mature. She was not rolling her eyes, and she was not acting strangely.
It was just so shocking to see.
"By the end, Oriana was using all sorts of excuses. She was even saying that she is not Oriana anymore, that she’s Suki. I don’t know, it was just crazy," Leysa explained, sitting on the grass and picking at it, looking very weak.
"Yeah, that is Oriana for you. When she gets caught, she starts lying," I commented, remembering her ways. She had always been like that.
"What about you? You were ready to marry Yorick?" I asked her instantly, looking down and hiding my eyes.
"I don’t know why I did that. I mean, I had nothing else to do. I was pretty much staying in the orphanage, waiting to return to my pack so I could redeem myself. Sadly, I cannot do that on my own. I’m just too weak. I need an alpha beside me," she replied, looking gentle.
"You should eat something," I told her.
I do not know what came over me, but I pulled a chocolate bar from my pocket and handed it to her.
"Oh, great. I’ve been starving," she said, snatching it from my hand and opening it.
Watching her eat without much elegance while trying to sit straight was quite a sight.
I even laughed at her, and she rolled her eyes at me.
"Anyway, what are we going to do now?" she asked with her mouth full, looking like a chipmunk.
"Now we are going to go inside and save Clementine," I answered.



We heard noises, then screams, full of agony.
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