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Chapter 18: The Villain that Lived
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Lone Witch, Rogue Wolf Chapter 19: A Trick of the Moon
Their decision made, Luther and Tilla trudged towards the throng of approaching looters. Discerning that the element of surprise had been lost, there was no digression about the couple’s movements in the darkened forest. Twigs and leaves crunching underfoot to announce their advance, these vague rustlings were soon drowned out by the thundering rhythm of hooves and the thud of heavy boots that charged towards the camp.The sound of the invaders’ progress punctuated by Luther’s paws as they beat out a steady canter upon the ground. The chaotic percussion resonated within Tilla. Found to be both simultaneously unsettling and exhilarating, the cacophony of noise hummed a familiar war chant deep in her chest. Feeling that this was not the first time for this curious surge of dread and anticipation to pound against her chest, Tilla was urged forward by the fever it excited within her. Exasperated that the very thing she had been trying so desperately to expunge from her mind was not to be
Lone Witch, Rogue Wolf Chapter 20: Inauspicious Meetings
Not a shred of life remaining in the campsite besides the Lycan and the Witch. They were to depart from the tattered tents and the scattered ashes of the communal fires that had been used to warm the refugees of the oncoming war whilst they cooked their meals later that day. Their progress neither fettered nor reinvigorated by the short time they had spent in the camp. The pair’s encounters there were merely to provide them with more hours of reflection during the arduous trek to come.Traversing sinuous rivers and golden fields of wheat and barley in their effort to reduce their run-ins with civilization. Tilla and Luther were to endure all of the hardships of the wilderness and of nature’s fickle temperament in the days to follow. Encountering torrential rains and hours the pressures of scorching heat under the confinement of their coverings with little opportunities for rest found in the tenuous sleep that night granted to them. They suffered exhaustion, dehydration, and minor woun
Lone Witch, Rogue Wolf Chapter 1: Village Witch
Surrounded by darkness, Tilla shivered as the wind howled relentlessly over the moors. Her dress torn, it proved insufficient in warding off the persistent drizzle that saturated the night. The dampened red locks of Tilla’s disheveled hair clinging to her face and neck, she wiped them away from her eyes as she attempted to take in her surroundings. Brambles and thistles scraping against the exposed skin on her legs and arms, she clambered shakily to a standing position. Not one inch of her body appeared to have been spared from a cut or a bruise of some description, these seemed old pains that were numbed mildly by the unforgiving chill that permeated the air. Searching the land for any semblance of familiarity, Tilla could discern amongst the dark and desolate hills of the moorlands that she recognized, much less that suggested anything of home. ‘Home? Where was home?’ She thought. The answer, eluding her, Tilla felt her heart rate begin to quicken. Finding that her memories remain
Lone Witch, Rogue Wolf Chapter 2: Run, Witch, Run
Discarded leaves and fallen branches crunching viciously underfoot, they betrayed every hurried step as Tilla ran through the forest. Her heart pounding against the confines of her chest and lungs burning from the strain, they beseeched her to stop. However, Tilla knew she could not as the shouts of men could still be distinguished some seventy paces behind her. Unsure for how much longer she would be able to evade the relentless pursuit, she crashed through thick limbs of foliage in the dark wood. Their barbs and sharp thorns scraping against Tilla as she rushed past, she thought back to the events which had brought her here.“I’m telling you! I have a bad feeling about this Rogan.” a voice erupted from inside the humble but moderately sized home. Recognizing the high-pitched premonition to have been issued by the headstrong and resilient young woman who was known to be Rogan’s wife. Tilla heard an irritated reply to follow shortly after, “Do not fret over these matters, Merda. Strat
Lone Witch, Rogue Wolf Chapter 3: Lair of the Wolf
A bright twinkling light made out vaguely, it was nearly obscured completely by the swaying leaves of the trees and wisps of dark clouds that floated past the deep hole that Tilla had fallen through. Its entrance concealed by soil and overgrown flora, there was only a small gap in which she could glare up at the night sky far above her. The stars winking down at her mockingly as she laid on the course and craggy rock at the bottom of the pit, Tilla groaned as she felt a ripple of pain move through her spine. However, this pain was but a minor ache compared to the aggravated throbbing she felt in her ankle. Conscious that her pursuers would not be far behind her, Tilla did not take more time to lament this change in her circumstances before slithering away from the opening. Considering it prudent to remove herself from the direct eyeline of anyone who might chance a peek within the small orifice that had been made in the weakened ceiling of the cave. Tilla crawled along the floor on h
Lone Witch, Rogue Wolf Chapter 4: Flirtation
Contemplating the fire, which crackled in the pit before her, Tilla listened for any other sound within the cave. Sitting for a while in this attitude, but distinguishing none else but the distant dripping of water, she decided that now was the time to leave. Awaiting her chance to move from his lair as soon as the wolf had departed on his hunt, Tilla did not know whether it was the correct decision to flee the shelter offered to her. However, she was aware that to not leave now would be to guarantee she would remain subject to the lycanthrope’s whims for the foreseeable future. The irksome fact of her partially towards the werewolf still evident by the aching thrum within her chest, Tilla reminded herself that it was a dangerous flirtation not worth being captured over as she took a knife from beside the fire. The weapon, used to skin the prizes of his hunts, Tilla fastened it to her thigh with a long piece of fabric she had ripped from the hem from her skirt. Glancing one last
Lone Witch, Rogue Wolf Chapter 5: Exposure
The Hunter’s steps or the sound of his breathing as he trudged through the forest, still too far to be discerned by the natural ear. Tilla strained to listen. However, failing to detect another’s presence other than herself and the Lycan, who persisted to sit on top of her heavily, she instead looked back up at the wolf skeptically. Squirming in order to signal her discomfort in their current position, the movement provoked a crinkling of fallen leaves and other assorted remnants of forest debris, which prompted the man to press her back down more firmly into the ground. His ears, remaining keenly fixated on the sounds of the wood that were secret to her, he growled, “Hold still.” A crack of a twig heard shortly after this impatient warning was issued, Tilla’s head twitched in the direction of the noise. Convinced more now that the man had not been trying to deceive her, she no longer insisted on escaping from his grasp. Settling into her awkward situation beneath him, Tilla’s eyes
Lone Witch, Rogue Wolf Chapter 6: Change
The clear waters rushing over the edge of the falls serving as a screen from the outside world, it was only the sensation of violent shiver that awoke Tilla from her slumber. Her legs curled into her chest as she attempted to ward off the dampness that permeated the grotto, she wrapped her arms around them. Pulling the cold limbs closer in a fruitless effort to maintain what remained of her warmth, the pathetic sight somehow prompted a dense pile of fabric to be unceremoniously dumped on top of her.The surprise of their mass, ridding her of the last vestiges of sleep that she had been clinging to when he had reentered into the cave. Aggravated by the rude awakening, Tilla’s eyes sprung open to glare at the beast who had thrown the articles down at her. His back facing her as he transformed into the tall muscular figure of a man once more, Luther pulled on a shirt he had taken from the ground. Not realizing why such a natural act as getting dressed seemed so strange to her at first, T
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- Lone Witch, Rogue Wolf Chapter 20: Inauspicious Meetings
- Lone Witch, Rogue Wolf Chapter 19: A Trick of the Moon
- Lone Witch, Rogue Wolf Chapter 18: The Villain that Lived
- Lone Witch, Rogue Wolf Chapter 17: Renewed Resolve
- Lone Witch, Rogue Wolf Chapter 16: A Thread of Sympathy
- Lone Witch, Rogue Wolf Chapter 15: Bitter Destiny
- Lone Witch, Rogue Wolf Chapter 14: Fissures
- Lone Witch, Rogue Wolf Chapter 13: The Traitor’s Return
- Lone Witch, Rogue Wolf Chapter 12: Free Fall
