And we are back! So on my travels this past week and last week I had a little accident and tried to cut my pinky off with a car door! I had no idea how painful that could be. I apologize for not updating sooner but let's hope Murphy's law stays away from me and we can resume our regular schedule. I know some readers are dreading the 'who will live who will die' and I'm teasing you. But, I assure you, that I think you will all be happy or at least satisfied with the ending of this book. Let us journey forward as the gang reaches the second continent. Thank you all so much for reading, and for sticking with me. You all are truly my real inspiration.
HUNJI The sounds and smells came rushing back to me, memories resurfacing. Except this time, they weren’t of a life I had left behind and was ashamed of, but of meeting Morgan and our time together on the second continent. Though the atmosphere was different. It held more of a foreboding than it ever had before. As we made our way to Eririat, the place where I grew up, I watched out the carriage window in silence as we passed through small villages that dotted the outskirts of the main city. Patrons stood outside their houses, not a smile to be seen, or a cheer for their king. Despite the hot sun shining down, it was gloomy and depressing. Something I never thought I would think of Asiarian. The further inland we traveled the more I realized how the presence and threat of the dark army had affected my once home. “What is wrong with everyone?” I finally asked my brother, still watching out the window trying to make sense of the surrounding melancholy of the citizens. Rostam clear
TRAVIS/JANUSI don’t even know why I packed a bag. It wasn’t as if I would need any of it. Still, I keep throwing the essentials and clothing into the large duffle bag. Shoving them in with annoyance.Annoyance, why should I be annoyed? Maybe because I knew this was the last time I would see MacTire. Perhaps.“Are you ready Alpha?” I look up to see Josiah my Beta standing at the opening of my suite. With regret and sadness, I bob my head. I would never be ready, but I had to be. This was my fate, and I couldn’t stay here. I had a job to do.I guess the bag was just for show. Only a handful of people suspected I wouldn’t be making it back after we had faced Aodh. Lamia of course knew and Oliver had his suspicions.What no one knew was the conversation I had with Lamia before she left for Cambiador. I’m not even sure she told Mathias. I was the ace up her sleeve - her and Kellen’s insurance policy.Rhett still had the dagger, but the plan was for me to use it, the way it was always meant
KELLENThe camp had been split into three regiments, each one with a good mixture of warriors from each kingdom. The changelings and any other hybrids or hunters had been sectioned with their own teams. They were to purely concentrate on any monster that was present at the battle.An old man, frail-looking, but with quick steps entered the main tent as I went over the provided maps and strategy Tobias, Rogue, and King Rostam had put together.“King Kellen.” The old man announces, not asks, so I assume he knows who I am.“And you are?” I put down the pen and ruler to measure the distance on the map and gauge the old man who stands at the tent entrance waiting for permission to enter.“I am Chakor, a friend of Hunji’s.” He says with the dip of his head.“The Skinwalker,” I remember Hunji telling us about him. I also remember Tawny telling us he had come to visit her just before her cubs were born. Taking a closer look, I could see his yellow eyes and the telltale sign of crescent-shaped
MORGANIt was no Mint but the herbal supply room in Eririat’s place was well stocked. My fingers lightly ran over all the different herbs, plants, and roots that hung and lay around the large room, looking for specific ones.“You think you can find what you need, young Morgan?” Hunji’s father had led me down here, stating they still stock the herbal room even if it’s not used like it was back in the old days.The old days, meaning before the Lycan wars and the devastation of the human race. When the water supply was poisoned and almost wiped out all humans, that included alchemists, witches to some people.“You know I met your mother once, a long time ago. Before you and young Finnegan were even thought of. Before she met your father.” I turn with surprise and curiosity.I knew the former king had known my father, but I had no idea he had ever met my mother. “What was she like?” curious to know what my mother was like in her younger days.“Beautiful.” He says, his eyes lighting up as h
CRIMSONEver since I had arrived at Eririat, I had felt this pull or force that beckoned me to search it out. I tried to ignore the feeling of this cosmic energy that latched on to me. It called to me without words; a sensation that tingled, moving across my skin like a breeze or water trickling. So, laying in bed trying to find some shut-eye and finding it impossible because of this niggling feeling, I finally get out of bed.Throwing on some shorts I decided to investigate this draw to the magic I feel.I stop on the bottom floor, letting my instincts reach out and feel where the magic is coming from. Now, I am on a mission to figure out what was causing me to feel this way. “Oof!” A tiny body plows into me and is caught by Hunji.Morgan asks me if I have been hearing voices which I think is odd. So, I tell them about being attracted to some kind of magic. Hunji looks at me like I have two heads and I keep my feelings to myself, schooling my face. The wolf did not like me and bec
LAMIAI was already awake, just lying there thinking about everything and nothing when I heard and smelt Tobias before he began violently banging on the door.Mathias jumps out of bed, angry that we had been disturbed. “What the fuck is wrong now?” He throws the door open greeting his Beta with a scowl and eyes that would burn him to ashes if they could.“Shit, we discovered something, Crimson went through the mirror, and he never came back!” Tobias rushes out his words, panicking and flapping his arms like a madman.“He did what?” I climb from the bed, find something to throw over my naked body and join Mathias at the door, opening it wider.“Shit just come down to the dungeons, link Rhett. We might need him too.” Tobias' tone and worry were a little concerning.I look at Mathias, who shakes his head, “This better be good,” He warns Tobias. “We are meant to be up and leaving in just a few hours.”“Just get dressed and come with us.” Tobias sighs with irritation. “And tell Rhett to bri
TRAVIS/JANUSI gasp for air as I emerge from the pool, the idea of the simple act of breathing escaping me. My eyes open to find myself back in the cavern. Ashe and the three sisters still surrounded the body of water and me.Aside from the people in thin white cloaks, a male stands by watching intently as I gulp in more air, my feet finding the bottom of the pool and allowing me to stand on wobbly legs.I am not the wolf and there is no wolf inside me. Travis and his life are but a memory. A part of him is still joined with my mind but I went into the pool as two and emerged as one.I knew it was time to leave this realm, I had felt it years ago but now it’s a certainty. My plan with the chosen one was fate and now it has been sealed.“A true god!” The old man bows as I step from the pool, the ink that covers my skin glows with a hue of fire as it swirls and settles in a new position.I feel the eyes of the sisters on me once more but this time when I look at them and their swollen be
TAWNYI paced the halls, first downstairs, then upstairs, and back up again. Chewing on my lips as I waited for information about Crimson.“How could he just disappear?” It’s a stupid question, one I already know the answer to. I just never thought, and apparently, neither did anyone else, that crossing through the gateway with the stone would take him somewhere other than back to Eririat.“No word yet?” Gillian passes by chasing the cubs who are tormenting her daughter. Poor Alice dealt with so much due to them. However, she did have a knack for telling them what to do, and to everyone’s surprise, they listened.“No,” I shake my head, then hold it between the palms of my hands, ready to tear my hair out.“It’s Kolby, he could find his way out of anything. I have faith that he will turn up.” I appreciated Gillian's words of encouragement and comfort, but they didn’t help.Pulling my hands down over my face I rub my tired eyes. “I hope so.” I was waiting for news, any news whether it ca