Kyra-“How will I be able to reach you?” I asked my father, as we stood near the border.“We can communicate through mind link.” He replied.“I didn’t know that, how come we never have before?” I asked, a little confused.“You are my daughter, you and I will always be connected. We haven’t before because I didn’t think you wanted to. I wanted to give you time to come to terms with being my daughter.” My father explained.I understood his reasons, but it would have been nice to be able to connect with him sooner than now. Stepping forward, I wrapped my arms around him, I wasn’t as upset as I had thought I would be. I was actually okay with him leaving, I mean I would miss him, but I knew I would see him again. He has made such a difference in my life that I felt like I would be okay.It helped me to know that I would be able to reach him anytime I needed to. I would alway

Hunter-“Andrew, can you continue?” Nick hollered.We had waited for about a minute and still, Andrew had not stood back up. I think maybe even having Kyra train with the guys was going to be complicated. I couldn’t have her breaking all of my warriors. Shifting my attention to Aiden, who had been sparing with Kyra when I arrived, he seemed to be fine. At least I didn’t see him favoring any body parts or protecting any from getting hit again.All my warriors were tough, so it didn’t really come as a surprise, but after just a few hits Andrew had already sustained two broken bones, and hadn’t got right back on his feet after being injured.“Yeah.” Andrew groaned out and we watched as he slowly stood back up.I had to give him props for wanting to continue. Though it wasn’t anything new to fight through the pain and a few broken bones. In war, there were no time-outs, but it didn’t sit well

Kyra-Looking over the menu, I was blown away by all of the different choices. Everything looked good, I was having a hard time choosing. I wanted to try something new, but I also really liked the ones I have already had. I didn’t understand how people could pick one with so many great choices.I wanted to try them all, but there had to be at least fifty different choices. In the end, I had chose blindly, letting my finger move up and down the list with my eyes closed, until it landed on one. It had pepperoni, beef, sausage, onions, mushrooms, bell peppers, tomatoes and topped with mozzarella cheese.It sounded so good, that my stomach even decided to speak up and rumble. I looked up and found Hunter smiling at me. I had felt his gaze on me the entire time I had been reading the menu, but then again, I always felt like he was watching me any time I was around him.“What?” I asked.“Just enjoying watching your excitement over

Hunter- Everyone was on edge and tension was running high. In the past month, there has been a lot of chaos. When Kyra had wanted to insert herself in every detail of the preparations, she hadn’t been joking. Every morning I have been waking up snuggled to a fucking pillow, instead of her. She has turned it into a regular thing, sticking a pillow in place of her body when she sneaks off. After I had convinced Caleb to work with her, her mood started to improve. Caleb had delivered a challenge to her and she continued to advance in her skills. Caleb seemed to be able to push his feelings aside because he went back to acting like his old self and I could tell it was a relief to Kyra. Over the last couple of weeks, the allies that had agreed to assist us finally showed up. I had expected Remy a lot sooner, but he had an issue within his own pack that he had to deal with first. Altogether, including Remy and the warriors he was bringing, it gave us roughly a hund

Kyra- I was still livid at Caleb, but being in Hunter’s arm had calmed me a great deal. Looking up at the man Hunter had turned me to face, I wondered if this was the infamous Remy I have been hearing so much about. “It is such a pleasure to finally meet you, Kyra. I have been dying to meet you.” The man said, holding out his arm towards me. “Hello.” I responded, reaching out to shake his hand, still not sure who he was. “This is Remy, Little One.” Hunter interjected and then I smiled up at the man. “Oh! I have heard a lot about you. Though you look nothing like how I had pictured you to look.” I told him, as I looked him over from head to toe. The way Hunter had made him sound, I had imagined him to be a short skinny guy. Instead, he was as tall as Hunter, possibly even taller and he looked bulky, much like the guys I have seen on billboards and in magazines advertising for bodybuilders and protein powders. Hunter was strong and his m