Everyone fist bumps in the air! It was a quick turnaround and not well thought out by Hunji. But, hey! I guess he likes her so much that he and his wolf were willing to risk it all? I hope you enjoyed the chapter, let me know your thoughts through comments, and drop me a gem if you have any xx
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
HUNJI/KIAN My wolf whimpers as we watch Morgan walk away. The look in her eyes broke our hearts and almost our resolve. The urge to take her in my arms and take back everything I just said to her, was so great. It was better this way. She was destined for great things and my place had already been allocated to me. It was my burden to bear, and mine alone. I would return to Riocht eventually - if I lived. And we would lead separate lives. It was my decision and duty to go back to Eririat, where it all began, and finish what I have should have done 14 YEARS ago. Rostam would be freed; Farid would die, and the rightful king would take his place. As it was always meant to be. I remember my father telling me, he would pass on his crown when the rightful heir presented himself and was ready. He never said who he thought should be crowned the king, but I highly doubt he had Farid in mind. I still held animosity toward my father, for letting me fall from grace and supporting the courts a
MORGAN Abbas must have hit me really hard. I felt like he had knocked me into next week. I opened my eyes from what seemed like an eternity of blackness. Blinking slowly as the light filtered into them, brightly and without remorse. The smell of dampness and mold reached my nose and without having to look around I knew I was in some type of cell. Years of being held in one had the scent of cold stone and damp ground embedded into my senses. It seemed wherever I was - it was well-lit. “The little witch wakes,” I cringed at the use of the nickname Kian called me. It didn’t have the same effect as this man’s sinister and pompous meaning. I wiped my mouth of the drool that had gathered and hoisted myself up from the front-lying position I found myself in. I slowly turned feeling every ache in my bones, swung my legs over the cot I had been placed on, and pulled myself into a sitting position. Rubbing my temples to try and ease the pounding that was currently thumping away in there. “T