I’ve lived as prey, predator, even an idol... but being human is the cruelest life yet.
My parents despised me. My village called me “feral.” Surviving was the only magic I knew.

I killed a boy. The knight I trusted came for my head. The wizard who burned my village offered me his hand.

"You'll make me strong?" I asked. 
I took it.
Now I’m his apprentice, carrying a power I don’t understand into a world of knights, witches, and where a war brews and strength is the only thing that can keep me alive.

Hello, I'd love to write a chapter today, but construction on the road outside my bedroom has kept me up for three nights straight. 


Like a shut-in, I'm going to sleep while the sun is out so I can avoid the sounds of construction.


Chapter 43 - Notice