KIAN
My entire body was wracked with pain, my eyes snapped to Morgana. She was hurt!
‘Mate!’ Thanatos groaned, his panic and worry bleeding into mine.
"Morgana!" I shouted, rushing to her side as fast as I could as she fell face forward to the ground. "Fuck no!"
I wouldn’t let this pain get the better of me, I needed to help her. The Fae around us were dead, yet I knew more could come at any moment. They had already infiltrated our kingdom.
I ripped Morgana’s top from her waist. Fuck, how did they figure out her weak spot so fucking quickly? It wasn’t even big, but it was clear these men knew what they were doing. Skilled and powerful.
‘Fae are fast and some even have the ability to see the near future, hence giving them the upper hand in battles.’ Thanatos said, worry clear in his voice.
‘Yeah.’ I looked into her eyes.
I pulled the dagger out; nightshade… wolfsbane and silver... Something that could hurt us both… There
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KIAN Night turned to day, and day turned to night once more. I was only stopping to give Morgana blood and to eat and drink. At times, I’d shift, and at others, I’d walk. Morgana opened her eyes a few times but she was weakening despite how much blood I was giving her. She was able to stay awake for longer but she wasn’t able to do much more than to cling to me weakly. She kept apologising for the burden she had become, what she didn’t damn realise was that she had fought like a fucking queen, protecting my back as she held her own by my side. "We’re almost there." She whispered, her eyes had never looked so washed out as they had this morning, her face ashy and her breathing laboured. "I’m sorry... You must be so exhausted." I could feel her guilt and anguish through the bond, along with her helplessness. "Really sunshine? Not with that again. You fought like a fucking warrior goddess, and I assure you, watching you was a fucking turn on." I
MORGANA The moment I had uttered those words, I felt Kian’s intense hurt and anger before he slammed his walls up and blocked me off. That hurt more than the pain that consumed me. His unspoken barrier that shunned me. I don’t know if it was the state I was in, but his silence was eating up at me. I did my best to try to calm my emotions, but I knew with his walls up he wouldn’t be able to sense my emotions anyway. Kian… I was too exhausted to argue, but I couldn’t bear to see him like this. I loved him, not Orrian. I just wish I could show him that… right now I was far too weakened to even reason with him. One of the men motioned for us to stop and I heard the sound of thundering hooves before a white stallion came galloping towards us, with non-other than Orrian himself upon it. He hadn't changed at all, despite it being a few decades since we had seen each other. His long blond hair still as perfect as ever, his angled jaw and those flawless features so tr
MORGANA My eyes blazed with anger as I spun towards Orrian, ready to unleash my wrath upon him. He raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms. "I only stated the truth, Moonlight." He said, looking into my eyes. "Orrian… He marked me to save my life! And even if that wasn’t the reason, I would have wanted him to!" I said, glaring at the taller man, who was un-phased by my anger. But that was Orrian; calm, collected, cold even… Too many. Yet he had lowered that wall for me, but when he was stuck on a way, he was as stubborn as an old man. "I won’t understand why you would agree to something like that. Regardless of if it was your wish or not." He said, his voice, as always, powerful and deep with that cold edge to it. "Don’t be so stubborn or fixated on your thoughts, Orrian… I love Kian, a level of love that I have never felt before." I said quietly, knowing that was a hard blow. "I love him more than I can ever explain to you. There is no l
MORGANA He turned his head slightly when I called him, but he had his walls up, I couldn’t sense his emotions. I walked towards him, my heart squeezing painfully. I wrapped my arms around his bare waist tightly from behind and rested my head against his back, relishing in the tingles that coursed through me like a storm I welcomed. "You are my world Kian, I don’t see life without you, I don’t want a life without you… I don’t want to live a day without you. I love you more than anything, so don’t ever feel guilty for making me yours. Because even if you didn’t do it to save my life, I would have wanted you to mark me anyway." I said, I could feel his heart racing and my own was no less. He didn’t answer and I felt a sting of hurt. "Kian... We love one another, I'm not meant to feel like you will shut me out at any time... I don’t like this. You are the only one I will ever love, you or no one. You know that." I didn’t bother hiding the pain in my voice. I hate
MORGANA Last night had been magical, something about just letting our emotions out felt… special. We were both strong-minded and strong-willed, for us to just let our fears and thoughts out like that… well, it wasn’t something we did often. I guess unknowingly, Orrian did us a favour. The following morning, a maid brought us food and ran us a bath. We bathed together, and I won’t deny that we made love once more. Once we had eaten, gotten dressed and finally left our suite, we were led to Orrian’s office, or what looked like a huge meeting room. Like the rest of the castle, it was vast, all made of marble and white stone that seemed to shimmer. An oval table with many chairs stood in the middle. Orrian himself was there seated at the head of the table, dressed in all white and his crown set on his head. Today his hair was braided fully, only a few strands were left out framing his face. "Morgana, Alpha Kian, I hope you slept well." He said emotionless
KIAN I had refused to wear the elven style clothes; they were a little too fucking feminine for me. I chose to opt for the most suitable pants and shirt I had packed. I did accept some boots and a belt though. I didn’t need a crown or any extravagant crap to make it clear that I was the Alpha King. I was wearing a black shirt, black pants and the boots that were dark brown. I was a little annoyed that Morgana had been pulled away from me to get ready, or rather, I had been removed from our bedroom. Two hours had passed and I had not seen her still. I was ready and pacing the hall, with none other than the pretty boy as company, who was obviously in all white… Maybe I was being a little fucking petty, but yeah, I was not going to wear the same colour as him. I looked at him, having a question that had been at the front of my mind, and one I may not have the chance to ever ask again… "What is it Alpha Kian? You certainly wish to ask me something." Orria
MORGANA The following day, after breakfast, we set out before the sun was even up in the sky: Having packed more supplies and a good number of antidotes just in case. We were given two horses although Kian wasn’t too keen on it, Orrian said it was better for us to ride them until they tire and then reserve energy. Agreeing it would help a little, we took the horses. I was dressed in pale grey pants, a long-sleeved, fitted top and a hooded cloak on top. Despite them being from the elves, we made sure they just looked simple, with no elven thread-work on them, not wanting to let my brother know where we were coming from. Kian, on the other hand, refused to wear anything of theirs, and I had to admit it was rather amusing when his ego got in the way. We were now at the borders of Elandorr, and although Orrian would see us again in a few weeks, he stubbornly wanted to come to see us off. "Thank you to you and Elandorr for eve
MORGANA It took us two nights to reach the Sanguine Empire and infiltrate the border patrol, making our way through to the palace undetected. I knew all the ins and outs of this place, it had not been hard at all. We were now in my old bedroom. To my surprise, it was well dusted and kept clean, yet there was no one using it and neither had my things been removed… "It’s strange." I whispered, looking around my room, the nostalgic memories of me spending time in this room returning strongly… Oh, how it felt like decades ago… "What is?" Kian said, staring at my wall of weapons. "This wall is impressive." "Thanks, I selected that dagger to kill you with from here." I smirked, my smile fading when I realised it had been placed back on the wall where it belonged. Weird… My brother had wanted me gone, I'm surprised he didn’t burn everything I ever owned, so why was this room kept like this? My heart skipped a beat when I reali