#Chapter 13: The Executioner

Raven & Neil Raven “Please! Have mercy!” The screams echoed through the forest, each more frantic and guttural than the last. I ran as fast I could toward the source of the noise, not caring if I was soaking wet in my underwear or if branches whipped at my bare skin. Someone was in trouble. Whatever it was, I had to help. But then I came to a skidding halt as I saw what was happening. In the clearing up ahead, I could see… Neil. Standing over a young man with his hands bound behind his back, his neck bent over a flat rock. Guards surrounded the clearing they stood in, several of them holding back a man and a woman who were screaming bloody murder. And Neil… Neil had a sword in his hands. “Have mercy!” the woman screamed. “That’s my son! Please don’t kill my son!” My eyes widened as I saw Neil, jaw hard, raise the sword. “Your son is a traitor who has committed treason against the Lycan King,” he said, his voice deep and cold