Thank you for reading I hope you are enjoying the story so far. They will get to Mint very soon and so much will come to light and be revealed! If you are reading this book before the original 3 and feel a bit lost don't worry, remember this is just an individual's story and you can go back and read the first three after :) Like they are the Prequels!
MORGAN “What size are you?” Zeenat asked me after showing me to my room. It was gorgeous and so modern, A huge king-sized bed sat in the middle of the wall with sheets that looked like they were made of silk in an off-white with a blanket folded at the end in greens and reds. “What?” I said turning to the bear shifter “You clothes size,” She asked again. “Umm, I’m sure, to be honest.” I gave her a giggle. I had never worried about that Margarita always just gave me clothes and they always fit perfectly. When you don’t buy your own things and never worry about going out or getting dressed up things like your size just escape you. “No matter I will find something for you, I may have something that will fit you.” I gave the bear shifter a skeptical look. Zeenat was tall and muscular and a good few inches above me, with wider shoulders and her chest was not as big as mine. Zeenat’s brown eyes lit up and her lips curved upwards “I can find something for you, it may not be a perfect fi
MORGAN “The bastard gave you his shirt to wear!” He ground out, all but exploding with a rumble from his chest. We weren’t touching but I felt the vibrations right down to my core that wept to be touched. By my wolfman. “No, you don’t get to do that to me!” I somehow found my voice not wanting to be led on again, whether my body was pulsing for him or not I would not be subject to be made to feel used again. I don’t think I could handle it if he worked me up with hope, only to give me the cold shoulder again and make me feel cheap. “You couldn’t even look at me today. You told me to stay away, and now you show concern because… because I smell like another man?” He reared back a flash of hurt and shame briefly show itself in his eyes. Before they harden again and trained themselves back on me. Forgetting why I came here in the first place I go to walk away, but he grabs my elbow. “Let go of me.” I fume. I want nothing but for him to take me and kiss the ever-loving shit out of me, b
4 Years ago HUNJI After wandering for what seemed like a lifetime but was only eight years, our journey had brought us to the western continent. The first continent. I stepped off the cargo ship and breathed in the air. It was different – moister. Not as hot as it is in central Asiarian or out in the barren desert of Lul and not as sparse as the land in Asiarian. The abundance of trees and the greenery this land had to offer was refreshing, and the scent of the new country appealed to all my senses. I found myself wandering into pack territory after a few days. At first, they pegged me as a rogue and I thought I would be thrown in their cells or killed but the Alpha gave me a chance to be heard and I told him I was just passing through, deeming myself as a lone wolf who was traveling the realm. He offered me a job in the fields, and I graciously accepted knowing I needed money and a place to stay until I figured out my next move. Or w
HUNJI/KIAN “Kellen,” I say when he has answered the phone. “Hunji? Is everything all right?” I hear the rustling of sheets; I forgot it must be nighttime there. “Yes and no,” I say honestly. I can hear the confusion and worry in his voice when he says “Why didn’t you mind-link me? What’s going on?” “You forget I am not like you or Lamia,” “Yeah, but you are a knight you can…” “It’s too exhausting at this distance. I can’t take the risk. Listen, I need a favor. Things here are… well let’s just say my past is catching up with me and there is a rabid dog chasing the little witch, Finn’s sister. I can handle the dog, but I can’t take on his army.” “What do you need me to do?” He asks without missing a beat. “Whatever you need Hunji.” I could call the young King family just as much as I could Queen Lamia. And, I knew he and the other knights had my back, no matter what. But I was never good at asking for help, even when I was a young prince myself. A past I have never disclosed to t
MORGAN When the sun started to descend Kian had me stop the automotive and he took over driving. He drove through the night while I slept on and off and come morning, we could see the peaks of mountains far off into the distance. The closer we drove toward them the more shut off Kian became. And the more I retreated into my thoughts. The past week flashing behind my open eyes. The extended silence during our drive gave me time to reflect, not just about Kian and where tomorrow would leave us, but also my visions. I hadn’t had one since the night we made love. And I didn’t want one unless it was going to show me something different. A shallow hole forms in my heart as I grasp the reality that, that isn’t going to happen no matter how much I wish for it. I already feel his loss. The moon was big. Bright orange with a ring of red bleeding into it. A Blood Moon. They say the blood Moon is a time to be receptive, to take the light and awareness of spirit into your emotional and physical
MORGAN It took Kian and me half a day to walk up the mountain until we reached the sanctuary. Luckily it was not at the very top but nestled halfway up carved into the face of the mountain. A beautiful structure made from the mountain itself, looking more like a hidden castle than a place of worship with its high-standing dome towers. As we approached the sanctuary the land began to even out, creating large flat fields surrounding the building – leading into smaller gardens situated around the fronts and sides of the sanctuary. The place was massive and amazing. The window reflected the light making the place look magical and other realmy. It was something straight out of a fairytale and I basked in its beauty with awe. Two huge oak doors made up the entrance and a smaller wicked door sat to the left. I thought we would be knocking on the giant oak doors, but Kian went straight to the wicked door and knocked loudly three times. I stood nervously behind him, anticipating the door ope
HUNJI/KIAN I thought my wolf was going to explode from my chest. I couldn't contain Ruda any longer and just had to get out of there. Everything Asena said replayed over and over - the more she spoke the more feral my wolf became. Wild primal instincts took over him, pushing past my hold to rein him in. The deep rooting carnage festered and stirred the need to tear Asena’s neck open with his teeth. If there's one thing Ruda hated, it was to be disrespected. He was an Alpha wolf by nature, and she had disrespected him and me in the highest regard possible. All these years she had denied us the chance to find love - Denied us the possibility to find our own happiness and companionship. I couldn’t handle the bout of emotions that were surging through me. I didn’t know how. I thought I had switched that side of me off a long time ago. Disappointment, anger, hurt, and rage, all lead me to a feeling of great despondency. From the day I met my mate my hope had been stripped away; it just t
MORGAN Like a rolling cloud of fog, the haziness lifted from my eyes. I felt a shivering tingle down my body at the cold presence of air against my back and knew that Kian was no longer beside me anymore. I sit up, swinging my legs over the side of the bed, I thought my legs would be shaky after the traumatic experience I had, but they are not. I stand on sturdy legs and hold my hands out to look at them. They are not shaking, but I feel as though they should be. The tingling in my body is still present and it feels foreign – almost energized. I rub the tips of my fingers together, a new sensation like electricity hums through them, transferring to each digit as they connect with each other. I am of Morrigan blood and what I just did awoke something old and ancient and I’m not just talking about the stone. It’s not a stone. I mean me too. The scroll I read at Tristan’s house is still fresh in my mind. …And with the blood of a Morrigan, pure and undiluted she shall awaken the child