Werewolf Academy Year Three - Jayme Morse Page 0,41

so desperate to get out of there. I would have done just about anything to escape from this hellhole.

Closing my eyes, I shifted back into my human form.

“Iris is on her way down here right now,” a familiar voice whispered. “And she’s got a gun.”

“Who are you?” I glanced around the dungeon, but I didn’t see anyone.

“I’m standing to the left of you right now, but you can’t see me. I’m invisible. You gotta keep your voice down or she’ll know I’m down here. She can’t know. I’m here to help rescue you.”

“How can you rescue me?” I found myself asking through whispers. “And how can I even trust you to rescue me? I don’t even know who you are.”

“I know it’s been a while, Princess, but do you really not remember me?”

I realized why his voice sounded familiar. I remembered it from a memory that I’d already unlocked from my past life. The memory from my life as Fallyn filled my mind. It was the night before I was supposed to marry Milos.

“You ready to get the hell out of here?”

“Yes, but how can I escape? The guards are going to be looking for me until they find me,” I insisted. “It’s the only way for them to stay alive.”

“That’s why you must leave Nocturne Island. You must go to Wolflandia, or maybe even the human realm.”

“The human realm?” I had heard tales of the human world before, but I had never been there. It had always piqued my curiosity, but never in a million years had I ever considered actually living there. I was a werewolf, and I had always been taught to believe that all werewolves were meant to live on Nocturne Island, or in Wolflandia. We weren’t supposed to intermingle with humans.

“It might be the safest place for you, Princess,” he replied quietly. “But before you go anywhere, I need you to do something for me. A favor, if you will.”

“What sort of favor?” I found myself questioning.

“If I tell you, you might not want to escape with me,” he replied.

I hesitated. “I will do any favor you ask of me, as long as it means you can help me escape.”

“Then the favor doesn’t much matter now, does it? If you say you will do anything,” the guy responded.

I supposed he was right. I couldn’t imagine anything worse than marrying Milos. Whatever this favor was, I was sure it was the preferable option.

“Your wish is my command.” I felt him reach out and touch my arm lightly.

Before I even knew what was happening, a cloud of smoke—a cloud of magic—had surrounded us, and we were being whisked away.

As we traveled, I half-regretted my decision.

You see, I had heard about the wolves who could travel like this.

There was only one wolf who possessed this sort of power. And it was the type of wolf who I wanted no part of.

A wolf who was capable of dark magic.

The memory of this part of my past life normally stopped there. I wasn’t sure if it was because this invisible stranger was here with me now or what it was, but for some reason, it continued this time.

The stranger and I fell to a pile on the ground, but this time, I could actually see him.

He wore his dark brown hair short, and he had a scruffy-looking beard with sideburns. It was the type of beard the Queen would have called improper.

What I noticed the most was the size of him. His arms were so muscular that I thought his fitted jacket might tear right open. Even through the material of his jacket, I could see that he was pure muscle.

My eyes met his then for the first time, and my breath caught in my throat.

He had the most beautiful emerald green eyes I had ever seen in my life. And when he looked at me, all I could feel was pure lust. It was as if his eyes were pouring deep into my soul.

No one had ever looked at me that way before, not even Nicholas, the only guy who I had ever loved.

But the way this beautiful stranger stared at me made me feel things I had never felt before.

I shouldn’t have felt this way. It had been less than twenty-four hours since Nicholas had even died. There was no way I could have been feeling things for someone else already.

And yet, I was.

Reaching over, he brushed the hair out of my eyes. “Are you okay, Princess?”

“I will