Can Jamari and Morgana move on as friends now? What are your thoughts? Heidi Monath
Morgana’s POVIf I do not find a way to replenish my magic stores soon I will be nothing but a step above a human. Defenseless and useless in battle if we come across more creatures here in the dark forest. Things have been quiet during the last two hours of our walking aimlessly through the forest, but that could change at any moment. I can not sit back and rely on Jamari to protect me from the dangers of the forest. She is heavily pregnant afterall. My eyes search for her in the darkness, the silhouette of her standing beside me the only thing I can make out of my surroundings. With my inability to see in the darkness surrounding us, I have been forced to latch onto Jamari like a small child holding on to their mother. It has been a long time since I have felt so helpless and I have decided that I do not like it one bit. But how can I restore my magic here in the forest?I should have used one of the giants that Jamari saved to fill up my magic before they scurried off into the da
Morgana’s POV“So if we kissed it would help restore your magic?” Jamari asks, her voice sounding husky to my ears.I spin around in shock, my eyes searching Jamari’s for any hint of jesting. Not finding any, I nod my head in answer. My body moves on its own, drawn in by the aura surrounding Jamari, tempting me to take what I want from her. Jamari hestites when I draw closer to her, causing a smile to lift the corners of my lips. Boldness rushes through me as I reach out to run my hand down her cheek. Tingles move from my fingertips, up my arm, and straight down to my pulsing core. Arousal rushes through me from the simple touch of my hand, causing heat to pool between my thighs. Such a strange reaction for my body, even if it is desperate to get the magic that it so desperately desires. A gasp leaves Jamari’s lips, causing them to part as her tongue darts out to moisten her lips. Moving in slowly so as not to startle her, I gently place my lips on hers in what was supposed to be a
Jamari’s POVMy eyes still glued to Morgana as she runs her hands over her body, I make my way to a boulder sitting beside the hot springs that allows me to still have a full view of her. I set my clothes down on the boulder before pulling my t-shirt over my head and pulling it down over my bulging stomach. My still drenched leggings are the next to get pulled on. My tongue clucks in annoyance as I pull the wet garments up over my skin. A shiver moves through my body from the cold of the night biting at my wet clothing. Letting out a resigned sigh, I carefully seat myself on the boulder before turning to look back at Morgana in the springs. Her eyes lock with mine, a smouldering heat evident in her silver eyes. A new shiver moves through my body, but this one not from the cold, as her eyes roam over my body. Heat envelopes me, drying the clothing sticking to my body, leaving me in blissful warmth. A sigh of relief leaves me. Morgana nods her head in satisfaction before turning to c
Kenji’s POV“You shouldn’t be so hard on him Levi.” I tell Levi quietly from my place on our bed. “He is worried about Jamari the same as we are.” Levi’s gaze meets mine before he moves into the bathroom to shower off the dirt and grime without a word. Letting out a tired sigh, I stretch my six foot seven frame across the bed, enjoying the way my body sinks into the soft mattress, comforting aching muscles from hours of running through the forest. Lucern was correct in pointing out that we should have been here looking for a way to return Jamari to us, but he didn’t see the barely controlled rage seething beneath Levi’s quiet exterior. If Levi didn’t get out and release some of his anger then who knows what he might have done to someone here in the Castle. With the Fates being the most in danger. I can’t believe they meddled in our business once again and it resulted in Jamari being kidnapped by an unknown source, AGAIN. What the hell were those three thinking this time around? Le
Jamari’s POVThe sound of Morgana’s dragging feet and heavy breathing follows me as we make our way through the dense forest. It has been two days since we were dropped here in the Fae Realm. Two days of running around in the dark with little light to brighten our days and no idea which direction we should take. We haven’t come across any other creatures here in the forest after our run in with the cursed giants. The quiet constantly engulfing us was enough to drive a person mad, especially when the feeling of being watched hasn’t dissipated even once since arriving in this Realm. Morgana lets out a tired sigh behind me, her breathing becoming heavier by the second, alarming Rieka, causing her to perk up in my mind as she focuses her ears on Morgana. ‘She needs to rest Mari.’ Rieka tells me softly, her focus completely on Morgana as she stumbles around in the dark.We’ve been moving constantly since our rendezvous in the hot springs yesterday, my sad attempt to keep distance between
Jamari’s POVThe men from the forest launch themselves through the air, converging on Morgana and I at the same time. A growl tears from my lips as my hands move up to keep the dirty men off of my mate. Power surges through me, golden light appearing before me as a shield erupts around us, throwing the men off of us with force. The sound of bodies slamming into trees fills the quiet, their moans of pain echoing around us as they struggle to rise to their feet. They snap their broken bones back into place as if they didn’t feel the pain any longer. Uneasiness settles in my stomach as their eyes begin to emit a light glow in the dark. One of the men snarls in our direction before launching himself through the air once more, aiming for Morgana sitting beside me on the forest floor.A blast of power shoots from Morgana’s fingers, slamming into the man, sending him to the forest floor in a blaze of fire, his screams of rage and pain filling the silence. The remaining eight men stand stil
Morgana’s POVWatching Jamari move from wolf to wolf in an attempt to save them from the curse coursing through them has been heartbreaking. Everytime her wolf takes control and ends the life of the wolf she was working on, a piece of Jamari breaks, causing a stab of pain through my heart. Jamari is so sweet and innocent and has not learned quite yet that she can not save everyone. It will be a hard lesson for her to learn after this for sure. A lesson that I pray does not take away too much of her sweetness or innocence. The Realms need more people who care as deeply as Jamari does. She will make a fine Queen when she ascends the throne. A merciful Queen that cares about all of her subjects. Pride swells within me as I watch Jamari move to yet another wolf scattered within the trees. There is only one wolf left after the one she is currently working on and I pray that at least one of them survives long enough for her to set things right. It will soften her sense of failure if she s
Jamari’s POV“Thank you for the top up.” Morgana says from beside me, drawing my attention away from my search for running water. Morgana and I are both covered in blood and dirt and are in desperate need of a good cleaning.My gaze flashes to her momentarily before returning to searching the area for another hot spring or even a stream. “We will refill your magic more once we find water.” I tell her absently, not sparing her another glance. We continue walking in silence for around twenty more minutes, not that I can really keep track of time in this place, before I finally catch a whiff of water. After another five minutes of walking, we finally reached a small clearing with a small pond sitting in the middle of it.“Well it’s not heated, but at least it is water.” I say to Morgana as my eyes move over the clearing to ensure there is no threat nearby. “We need to wash up quickly and get your magic reserve filled back in case we face another attack.” When I am satisfied that there