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- Author: G. Bailey
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Wolves are going to starve tonight if my hunt fails again.
I hold my breath and follow the black beast with the tip of my
rusted arrow. The stag-like creature moves slowly across the
frozen meadow, searching for the grass hidden beneath the snow that
forever coats this land. I’ve been tracking my prey for days now, but I never
expected it to be a whiteling. The fae believe them to be a symbol of hope
and transformation, which is why the leaves on their antlers change colour
depending on the season.
Green for spring, yellow for summer, red for autumn, and a deep icy
blue for winter.
Their leaves are never silver, and their coats are never black. Not like
this one.
I lower my arm, my stomach twisting at the thought of killing the rare
whiteling. In a sad way, we’re not that different from each other. Neither of
us belong down here. We’re both outcasts, and had our roles been reversed,
I’m certain the Solarius wolves wouldn’t hesitate to kill me. Only, I
wouldn’t be food to them.
I’d be a lesson to those like me who don’t belong in their world.
A gust of wind sweeps through the meadow, lifting my long dark hair
over my shoulders. I have only seconds before the whiteling picks up my
scent and runs away. I quickly refocus my aim, reminding myself why I
must do this. It’s not just for me but for my family. Its hide alone could feed
the three of us for months if we rationed it enough.
If the alpha doesn’t steal it from us first.
I prepare to release the arrow, knowing I have no other choice. But the
way the creature continues grazing as though unfazed by my presence stops
me.
“What are you doing?” My whisper clouds the air with smoke as the
whiteling raises its head, its ears twitching to the side. Still it doesn’t move.
I frown at it. “Why don’t you run?”
I need it to run. It’s the only way I’ll feel less like a monster when I kill
it.
But the whiteling just stares at me with its big gold eyes, almost like it’s
looking right at me. Kris once said my heart is too soft to kill and maybe
she was right. I don’t want to kill this beautiful creature, but if I don’t, we
might not make it through the winter.
Our survival matters more to me than anything.
I’m sorry but I have to do this.
Snow crunching underfoot drags my attention away from the meadow. I
snap my head to the side where a large white wolf approaches the beast
slowly. Its head is bent low and its ears are flat against its skull, ready to
strike. I know who the wolf is from the medallion around his neck.
Bane. The alpha’s son.
My future mate.
My skin crawls at the sight of him. I flick my gaze back to the whiteling
and finally go to kill it. My arrow will be a mercy compared to what Bane
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