Poor Travis. He is so confused. But what could this secret plan between him and Lamia be? I hope you all have a wonderful weekend and enjoy the warm weather coming to us all. Please leave me a comment and a gem if you enjoyed the chapter.
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
HUNJIRostam, Jasper, Finn, and I were tasked with splitting the camp into three Divisions. North, East, and West. The West division of our combined armies would back Lamia, Mathias, Kellen, and Rhett, The North Division would be led by Jasper, Tobias, my brother, and Crimson. The East forces were to be led by Mike, Rogue, and myself.Finn’s job was to stay on Rhett’s tail.We had a list of different kingdoms that had sent warriors, or countries that had come together to fight for the realm. As well as a head count. Last night several of us went around camp, taking down names and which pack or kingdom they belonged to.There were several reasons for this. We knew not everyone would survive and we wanted to be able to honor the fallen as best as we could when the time came. I hoped it wouldn’t, but I was also realistic as was Mathias who ordered us to carry out this task. Another reason was that we wanted to split the divisions equally but also wanted to keep armies that had worked well
TAWNY Frazzled. Panicked. Desperate. Scared. I felt all things at once and couldn’t concentrate. Thank Bastet Mason and Tomis had our warriors under control. Gillian and Tristan made calls to every kingdom on this continent. MacTire and Riocht were the closest but even they were more than a day out from where we had fought Senko. ‘From the place you severed my son's head’ That was what the old hag had said. I wasn’t trying to piece together the family timeline or how Senko could be Yggdrasil’s son. I didn’t really care. All I knew was that the dark army was coming for Seneca. They would stop at nothing until they had her and I was her only defense. Though the dark sorceress could be lying, I wasn’t about to take a chance. “I want half of our army deployed to Lewe, the rest need to guard Cambiador and the royal children!” I bark my orders to Mason, then to Tristan, I ask, “What have the other kingdoms said?” Tristan looks at me with sad blue eyes, “They are coming, but as you fear