Chapter ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-FIVE

Hardin’S POV “Men! Saturday is going to be bloody!” Reign remarks. I thought she was going to go into a panic attack when I tell her about upcoming battle, but right now she seems rather thrilled, and excited, if I may add. She never seizes to amuse me with her unpredictable nature. “I can’t believe you are not panicking about this” “What exactly is there for me panic about?” “Babe, this is going to be the bloodiest battle you will ever experience, you are supposed to be scared, especially in your condition.” “Well, sorry to burst your bubble but I’m not scared. On the contrary, I’m excited and I can’t wait to get over and done with this battle” She explains confidently and I nod in defeat. She won. “Yes ma’am” “Thank you for understanding.” “You know, Kol told me dad appeared to him” I announce out of nowhere and her face brightens up with a smile.” “He did?” “Yeah, and I’ve never seen Kol so happy before. I actually feel bad that he didn’t get to know our father” “I feel bad for him