Clentine:
Everything was happening so strangely that I stood there in disbelief. My heart began to pound rapidly.
The sa handso man, incredibly good looking, rushed toward the fence and grabbed it with both hands. A deep connection surged through .
For the first ti, it felt as if I knew him. As if I had known him forever.
"Clentine," he called out, gripping the bars.
Tears stread down his face as if he had been starving just to see .
"Open it," he shouted, shaking the cage violently. "I will not let you treat her like this."
When I looked around, I saw several n, probably warriors, trying to stop the people who had co with Ian. Chaos had already begun.
War had started.
And inside , sothing was burning.
I could not help anyone. The transition had begun.
I dropped to my knees. My bones started cracking.
Within monts, Mint took over.
I glanced at my hands and saw how large and deadly my claws had beco. The truth about my Mint rushed back to .
Then another mory surfaced. The council leaders had once forbidden from shifting in front of anyone.
If I had transford back then and revealed myself, perhaps they would have used it against . It was as if the council had always known that one day they would need sothing to turn against .
As if they had known long before I understood myself.
A scream tore out of as my wolf took full control.
I rose inside the cage.
When I stood and looked outside, I saw the shock on their faces. They gasped.
Their jaws hung open. Fear filled their eyes.
And that fear felt like it would beco my end.
Then I tilted my head slightly and saw that the extrely handso man had begun his transition as well.
Just as they were disturbed by , they reacted the sa way to him. Their eyes widened in disbelief.
He began to howl.
His wolf was larger than mine. More terrifying.
I slamd myself against the cage. He did the sa.
A thousand questions flooded my mind. Why had he revealed himself to everyone?
He was my mate. I could feel the connection between us.
The mont he grabbed the cage, he bent the bars with a single powerful jerk.
Suddenly, an arrow sliced through the air.
I watched it strike Ian.
"No!" I howled.
Seeing his pain made my own chest tighten. I lunged forward to keep him from collapsing.
We held each other upright.
Then another arrow shot forward and pierced my neck.
I understood imdiately that it was not ordinary. It was laced with so kind of poison.
My vision began to blur. My eyes slowly closed.
My transition back to human form started.
So did Ian’s.
After the transition, I saw several warriors rush forward and throw sheets over us. Panic spread through the crowd.
People scattered across the ground, fleeing as if we were about to attack them. The field emptied within seconds.
I faintly sensed that we were being carried. I also heard argunts breaking out around us.
"You cannot take my son," a distant voice protested.
By then, it was too late.
So many warriors had surrounded us that even if soone had tried to fight, it would have taken days to reach us.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself inside a moving vehicle. I was barely awake.
There was no strength left in my body. Confusion still clouded my thoughts.
All I could manage was to look at the man lying in front of .
His thick black brows rested over his closed eyes. His long lashes brushed against his skin.
I wanted him to open his eyes so I could see their color again.
Very slowly, I reached forward and placed my hand on the back of his hand. My eyes began to close once more.
When I woke up again, his eyes were open.
He groaned and struggled against his restraints. Even though he had been given wolfsbane like I had, he was fighting it.
He thrashed violently.
Several warriors were forced to secure him with silver chains. I had handcuffs on as well.
We were being carried sowhere.
When they finally pulled out of the vehicle, I saw a place that felt familiar. I had been there before.
The problem was that I could not rember where.
Then they dragged toward a corner and dropped beside a train at a station.
Fragnts of mory returned.
This was the train that used to take us north.
I needed clarity.
I needed to know exactly what was happening.
Until I understood, I was completely clueless.
"Where are they taking us?" I asked in a faint voice.
Ian was still throwing punches, forcing them away from him. He lifted his head and looked at .
"Clentine," he breathed, and just hearing my na made my heart stumble again.
"Where are they taking us?" I repeated.
"They are taking us north to hide their truth," he replied confidently.
He sounded certain. That clarity was exactly what I needed.
"Then listen to ," I told him gently.
"We do not need to fight back."
The mont I said that, he stopped moving his hands and stared at .
"North will be a much better place than this."
As I spoke, I saw his eyebrows rise.
"I need a minute," I said softly.
"I do not understand what is happening, and it is important that I sit sowhere quietly for a while."
I whispered the last part.
That was all it took.
The man who had been fighting monts ago went completely still for .
Soon after, they threw both of us into the train.
After that, my eyes began to close again. I was fading, but I knew one thing for certain.
Ian moved closer and carefully held my hands between his, even though we were both handcuffed. It felt as if, as long as we were together, we would be alright.
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