Kapitel 189: Gambles & Ultimate Prizes

Song; Pulling A Thread by The Chamber Orchestra of London, Andrew Skeet

ZINA

"So this must have been how you lived," he snickered darkly, circling her, "I waited for you to say something, to do something against the WolfKnights, instead all you did was to run away."

Zina stilled as memories of the first day the WolfKnight's visited filled her. While she had fled from the greetings because of the sight of Igar, it was true that she had run away nonetheless.

"So what if I allow you to get your revenge on Igar?" He drawled, "what about the WolfKnight's, do you intend to take your vengeance on them too? Let's assume you do, then how will you do it?

Zina stood like a rabbit being circled by the big bad Wolf, and Daemon was exactly that, the big very bad wolf. And she was the prey, watching her demons ripped away from her without her consent.