Book 3: All Avenues Closed

Leandros’s POV 

The moment Dimitra left, I raced back to the balcony. This was my only chance to escape before they imprisoned me here forever. Before I could shift into my wolf, the door opened and King Iliad’s guards rushed in to capture me. 

How did they know about my plans? Were there cameras installed in the room to capture my movements? 

“Grab him. He shouldn’t escape. It’s time to throw him in the palace dungeons for not cooperating with our king,” said the poker-faced attendant. 

Wasting no time, I shifted in the blink of an eye before they could capture me. I jumped from the balcony in my desperation to escape. I couldn’t waste my life here in their dungeon. Lyra was waiting for me at home. 

“He escaped! Catch him!” yelled the attendants. There was chaos all around while I landed on the treetop of the nearest canopy of Greek fir, a trail that surrounded the palace. It halted my fall, and I eased down to