MORGAN “I am the fourth son of King Parviz Tikaani, true heir to the throne of Eririat and as far as they knew, until recently – I was dead,” I said nothing, my silence urging him to carry on. I wanted to know who he really was - who Kian was and how he became Hunji. “I murdered my mate in cold blood, was exiled from the kingdom, and sentenced to death. My body was dumped in the desert for the wilds to feast on. Only… I didn’t die. A priestess from Mint found me. Nursed me back to health. My true name is Kian Tikaani – reborn as Hunji, a name I was given by the Moon Goddess and the priestess when my wolf was returned to me.” I gasped at his disclosure of the truth. Not because he killed his mate but because he had been sentenced to death and whatever they had done to him, he lived through it. I cast my eyes over his body, he was wearing a shirt now, but it was as if I could see through his clothing and envision seeing the scars that adorned his body. my mouth watered to taste him, to

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

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

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

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