CHAPTER 12 LITTLE SNAKE

1month Later Medusa's POV The market was bustling with people, werewolves from all over the kingdom came to the famous market of silk and weapon in Reona, a small city in the heart of the northern regime of Werewolves. The roads were old and dusty but the market is shining brightly to attract the merchants and buyers. My face is covered with a hooded black cloak to avoid gaining any attention from my lilac irises and long silver hair as the royal soldiers were searching for me like starving hyenas. "Go!" I commanded the horse I bought a month ago to move forward, away from this place, his white mane was flowing with the wind signifying the Independence and control he arrived for...which I strived for. The weather was cloudy indicating to a huge storm coming. I needed to see Rhysand...at any cost. If I hadn't decided to swallow my tears and take a step out of the cottage a week ago I would never have known the chaos crawling like dark shadows trying to threaten me and my whole go