Chapter 202

• And no, I don’t care if I’m meant to be half of what those things are. In my head, I already separated that issue and concluded why killing them has never really been an issue. Darrius called them halflings, turned creatures with no real link to those born like us. They’re not what I am at all… they’re like lab rats, injected with a booster to make them worthy as soldiers and a pale copy of something they were never meant to be. Those like me, with red eyes, have never graced the battlefield and come up against the wolves. Well, except one – my father. Wherever he is, killing the halflings is nothing like killing the ones who share my blood because they were infected and not created in nature.
• “I don’t care how many you kill; God knows we have ended many these past months. I’m not one of them, and I understand your need to do this.” It’s a blessing in a way, and I lock my eyes on her to push the point that I truly don’t care.
• “We should leave at first light… the vampires will have retraced to the mountain to avoid the sun, and we’ve seen the wolves pull back to sleep at night so that they will be surfacing only just. That means we can get halfway to the mountain before encountering them and less distance to fight while Leyanne gets the rest of the way.” Carmen is obviously someone who has been thinking this through too, and I listen and take in what she says as Meadow nods. Impressed that despite being absent, she is worthy of adding her input and summarizing things.