The horses thundered down the path, hooves pounding the dirt. Zayden led the knights, with Ren riding just behind.
Servants were rarely taken on missions, but this time, they were ordered to follow their masters.
When Zayden received the news of an orphanage recently attacked by demons—mostly alphas who had lost control of their powers—he didn't waste a second before instructing his servants to prepare for his departure.
Leaving his attendant alone with his son didn't feel right; what if Eiran grew more attached to him than Zayden?
Hence, he sent word to his knights—they should each bring their servants to handle the children.
They left before dawn, barely having caught a proper sleep. After briefly resting for three hours, they resumed the journey.
Smoke curled into the sky almost like a grey tornado as they approached. The building, once painted white, was now black with soot. Orange flames still surrounded the area, burning everything that came in contact with them.
