The Father Who Lived
685 Words
"Your father is still alive."
The rogue's words echoed through the underground prison.
Evelyn felt the world tilt beneath her feet.
"No..."
Her voice barely came out as a whisper.
"My father died with my mother."
The rogue slowly shook his head.
"No, Moon Chosen."
Damon stepped forward aggressively.
"If you're lying, I'll rip your throat out."
The rogue laughed weakly.
"You think I fear death?"
His gaze returned to Evelyn.
"I was there that night."
Evelyn's heart pounded painfully.
Every person in the room became silent.
The rogue lowered his head.
"They came for your family because of the prophecy."
Lucien's expression darkened.
Cassian folded his arms.
Neither of them interrupted.
Which terrified Evelyn.
Because it meant they already knew some of this.
"The White Fang Council discovered who your mother truly was," the rogue continued. "A descendant of the First Luna."
Evelyn clenched her fists.
"And my father?"
The rogue hesitated.
Then he whispered,
"He was one of the Council's greatest warriors."
The room exploded.
"Impossible!" Damon growled.
Kael frowned.
Even Evelyn took a step backward.
A Council warrior?
How?
Why would a Council warrior abandon everything and raise a child in hiding?
The rogue looked directly at her.
"Because he fell in love."
Cassian closed his eyes briefly.
As if remembering something painful.
"The Council forbade their union."
The rogue nodded.
"But they married anyway."
A cold chill spread through Evelyn.
For years she believed her parents were ordinary wolves.
Now every answer only created more questions.
"What happened that night?" she demanded.
The rogue's face hardened.
"The Council came to take you."
Evelyn froze.
"Me?"
"You were only a baby."
The rogue's voice trembled.
"They believed the prophecy could be stopped if you died before your powers awakened."
Silence consumed the prison.
Even Damon looked disturbed.
A baby.
They wanted to kill a baby.
Evelyn felt sick.
"What did my father do?"
For the first time, admiration appeared in the rogue's eyes.
"He fought."
The rogue smiled faintly.
"I've never seen anything like it."
Images flashed through Evelyn's mind.
A man standing beneath moonlight.
Blood covering his body.
Dozens of enemies surrounding him.
Fighting.
Protecting.
Refusing to fall.
Tears filled her eyes.
"He escaped with you," the rogue said.
The vision shattered.
"What?"
"He escaped."
Evelyn's breath caught.
The rogue nodded slowly.
"Your mother stayed behind."
Cassian looked away.
Lucien clenched his jaw.
And suddenly Evelyn understood.
Her mother had sacrificed herself.
To save her.
The realization hurt more than anything.
Then a terrifying thought entered her mind.
"If my father escaped..."
Her voice shook.
"Why didn't he come back?"
The rogue's expression became fearful.
"Because they captured him."
Everyone froze.
The temperature in the room seemed to drop instantly.
"The Council hunted him for weeks."
The rogue swallowed.
"When they finally caught him, they locked him away where nobody could find him."
Evelyn's eyes widened.
"Where?"
The rogue looked around nervously.
As if even speaking the answer might get him killed.
"The Moon Prison."
The Moon Priestess gasped loudly.
"No..."
Damon's face darkened.
Kael frowned.
Evelyn looked between them.
"What is the Moon Prison?"
Nobody answered immediately.
Finally Lucien spoke.
"The most secure prison in the supernatural world."
Fear settled heavily in the room.
"No prisoner has ever escaped."
The rogue nodded.
"And no rescue has ever succeeded."
Evelyn's stomach twisted.
Her father had spent twenty-one years imprisoned.
Because of her.
Then suddenly—
The rogue began choking.
Blood poured from his mouth.
Everyone jumped back.
"What happened?" Evelyn shouted.
The rogue's eyes widened in terror.
A strange black symbol appeared on his neck.
Lucien cursed.
"Move away from him!"
BOOM!
Dark energy exploded from the rogue's body.
The prison bars shattered.
The walls cracked.
When the smoke cleared, the rogue was dead.
A single message had been burned into the stone behind him.
Four words.
Written in glowing silver fire.
THEY KNOW SHE KNOWS.
The entire prison fell silent.
Evelyn stared at the message.
Then her mark began burning again.
Not with pain.
With warning.
Someone was coming.
And whoever it was...
Even the White Fang Council feared them.
- Writer
