Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

427. Bought - Bonus chaptes - VIII

Yesterday, I broke my vow of chastity. While we only kissed and touched every inch of our bodies, we brought pleasure to one another. I am not a Warrior Nun anymore.

I expected to feel guilt, remorse, and sadness, but my heart is filled with love for Grumpy.

I hate that I still don't know his name, but he has promised to tell me soon. Maybe the fall made him forget many things and he is slowly remembering.

My sisters won't be happy when I tell them I'll leave the monastery. Sister Lailah is the only one capable of being the next Mother Superior.

"I'll go check the fishing net. Wait for me here," Grumpy says before kissing the top of my head and leaving the hut.

Staying in bed sounds wonderful but not when I have so much to do. I get up, put on my clothes and sneak out of the hut. Grumpy will be disappointed when he returns, but I hope he understands that I can't just leave my sisters without telling them first. The demons have been quiet since the last attack, but there's a nagging feeling at the back of my mind that something bad will happen soon. If I am not present when they attack next, the next Mother Superior will need to know everything I do.

The sky turns dark, gray clouds covering it, blocking the sunlight. Loud thunders crack in the distance.

What is approaching is not a storm but something... evil. The demons. The air is heavy with the scent of death. Are they killing the villagers?

I rush through the forest, the wind whipping my hair.

It doesn't take long for me to reach the monastery.

All the Warrior Nuns are waiting for me in the courtyard. From the looks on their faces, they know what I have done.

Sister Lailah steps forward. "I warned you months ago but you didn't listen."

Not really understanding what she means, I quickly say, "The demons are coming. We need to get ready!"

Sister Lailah shakes her head. "It is not the demons who will attack us but someone much, much worse."

A shiver runs down my spine. "What?" I dare to ask.

"They are like the male you saved in the winter," sister Isda says.

it's impossible to keep him a secret forever. I wonder why they haven't said anything sooner.

side of the lake echo through the air, drowning the clank of weapons clashing

as I ask,

let them in by giving your heart to one of

us about them. He has told us how deadly they are, that the only thing they leave behind them is death and destruction. They have no pity or remorse for their victims. And I saved one of them. More than that. I've given myself to him

had a nagging feeling about Grumpy from the moment I found him. That's why he refused to tell me his name, afraid that

probably gain access to the monastery. How could I have been so stupid when I knew what was at risk? Yet, I can't find it in my heart to hate him for what he is. He has shown me that he is capable of changing. If he feels the same as me, other Nephilims could be capable of such feelings. He might convince the others to stop the destruction. For me. For the love that's between us, he has to try. Only that he never told me what he felt for me. I have been such a fool. Sister Lailah

will break my heart, I have to do

know what to do," I

greatly, the Warrior Nuns still listen to me, which is a relief. Right now, we need

keep in my room. His things are also there, well hidden in a secret closet I have built into the

not descended on my world today, I would have returned him the sword and the armor, which I

the Nephilims won't breach the monastery's walls because if that is to happen and if they get their hands

minutes later, my sisters are ready to guard the monastery

assemble the Great Army.

destruction await us at every step we take. Hours later, we find the Nephilims. Grumpy is the

for the first time. We fight for days before we have to flee and recoup. The Nephilims are

dead and the air is heavy with ashes. I don't remember the last time I saw the sun. The Nephilims don't spare anything. Children,

The screams intensify and then they die down. It only means one thing: except for the Great Army, everyone is dead. The wind keeps blowing, bringing with it not only the stench

weeks of war, my army has been

I face the Nephilims and the male I love. He doesn't say anything as he raises his sword above his head. It's

fight

in

something that makes me lower my

"Go!"

might be my enemy, but

would never flee from the enemy, but I need to get to my sisters and put the

behind me just once and see a male attack Grumpy from behind. A fight starts

monastery, I'm almost at my breaking point. My sisters are still in the courtyard, weapons in hand, guarding the

need to leave this world now!" I