Their Hidden Princess (Zora and Maximus) novel Chapter 259

Chapter 259

Zora’s POV

Beyond the now obliterated doors of the tomb was a stone staircase that led directly up out of the dark and to the outdoors. And it really was the outdoors. As we ascended the stairs, Neo and I found ourselves in the middle of a field.

Rocks were scattered here and there among the tall grasses, some small, some as large as boulders. The field was mostly surrounded by trees, except for one direction which seemed to drop in a sheer cliff, with an ocean beyond.

No roads. No people. No landmarks. No hints of where we might be.

Glancing behind us, with the way the tomb descended, it was almost entirely invisible unless someone was right on top of it. There were no signs or words of remembrance.

There wasn’t even a path through the grass to the tomb, making me think that no one had been out here in a long time.

If this tomb was not build to preserve a memory, then it seemed as if Neo had been locked away to be intentionally forgotten. Or hidden.

The mystery around him only became stranger.

“Does any of this look familiar?” I asked him, because I didn’t have a clue where we were. Other than not walking off the cliff, I had no idea which way we should go.

“No,” Neo said, frowning.

“Well,” I said, sucking in a breath. “When you don’t know where you’re going, any direction will get you there.”

“I will follow you,” Neo said, and made it sound like a sacred vow.

Maybe it was just the way he talked. He always sounded so precise, almost regal. I wondered who he was really. For now, he was simply my Neo.

“This way,” I said, and walked away from the cliff, toward the trees. Neo stayed dutifully to my side, only slightly behind me, following my lead. “Maybe keep your eyes open. You must have been brought here at some point. Maybe you will see something that will trigger a memory for you.”

“I will,” he said.

“No luck yet?”

“No.”

When we approached the tree line, I was annoyed that there didn’t seem to be any clear path. The underbrush was overgrown and would be a real pain to wade through. I glanced to the left and to the right, but it was no better.

“I’ll go first,” he said, “and clear a path for you.”

“Don’t do anything dangerous,” I said.

I couldn’t stop thinking about how he destroyed that door. The same door I had pushed on. The one of wood and iron, he had made seem like it had been only cardboard and tape.

His strength was otherworldly. He must have been one of the strongest werewolves to ever live.

“No,” he said.

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