As I hear more and more of these…crimesbeing announced, I look at the long line of other females waiting their turn to the left of the gate, looking tired and hungry, and I see a pattern here.
They are all females…
We pull our hoods tighter, making sure they are covering us and our masks are firmly in place as we conceal ourselves amongst the people.
The blood witches and some Elites hide within, along with my pack and some villagers who want to help in the fight, waiting for this distraction.
In what could be the last time that we draw breath if we are not careful.
Highers reside beyond the castle walls, well, what’s left of them, which are Charles and Aldus. Edward said they are the most powerful among the Highers when I questioned him about why Berthold seemed to be weaker than the others. He said Charles grants power to those that he feels are worthy, whatever that means as Edward didn’t seem to know.
Cries begin in the crowd, which soon turns into sobs and shouts as the people watch on helplessly, as they kill more of their kind.
A child screams for her mother somewhere up ahead, and I swear my heart cracks in two.
We cannot allow this.
We cannot let them do this.
My eyes flash to Anna standing next to me, and she nods at whatever she sees in my eyes.
They wanted a distraction? Let’s give them one.
“Get ready,”I say to Josh down the link.
“Be careful,”
“And you.”
I take a breath and remove my hood, letting my hair show. Next, I pull down the mask, allowing my markings to appear as my magic warms in my belly.
Then, I walk through the crowd.
No one notices me at first, they’re too busy shouting at the guards, too busy trying to attack them, only to be shoved to the ground and stood on. Repeatedly.
But then, they do.
Gasps sound, of fear and surprise, then the people suddenly start parting for me as I continue my walk to the front gates. To the place where I was whipped.
The place where they killed Josie and Danny.
The place they stole Kade and hurt him.
My pack and others follow behind me, sensing that now is the right time as people watch on. Though they have no idea what is about to happen next.
A guard continues to read off the crimes of the females, trying to justify what they are doing with his chest puffed up and standing tall.
Does it make him feel powerful standing there as he sentences these tied females to death?
Does his little dick stand to attention over the façade that he is more than wolf shit?
I’m near the front now, just close enough to cause some of the guards on the outside to wonder what is going on, and why there is some sort of disturbance.
The guards holding the parchment detailing the female’s crimes upon it finally notices me though. I can see the widening of his eyes, the way the paper shakes in his hand and the way his voice trails off.
“Distraction commencing,”I tell Darius down the link.
“Be safe, Vihnarn. Hit them quickly, we will join you soon.”