The bear shifters were known for their revengeful hearts, despite the fact that everyone knew they could shape shift to bear forms.Other supernaturals feared them and avoided them like they were plagues. Any offense picked with them always ended in some sort of blood shedding and lives losing battle, to which the offender had always been the loser.They were fierce, they were hateful and vengeful and honestly, kind of annoying. Nothing called 'diplomacy' existed with their king and their kind knew nothing called 'dialogue'. It all had to be death till death with them, hence, making them a non-ally to everyone. However, despite their love for war and death, they were also good hunters. They had many successful expenditures to their name, due to their stellar hunting abilities and tracking skills.They could smell a threat from a mile away, track it down and kill it before dawn even peeked behind the clouds. They were that efficient. It was the reason why every one was shocked when th
Prince Nicholas wouldn't stop pacing back and forth outside his father's study. After the new Gaston had told him, he could barely lay his head to rest. The young prince found it funny that his father was going to get shallow and marry him off just to keep him from ascending the throne. That had to be the old man's plan. He scoffed. If he had to battle the strongest Vampire in the Kingdom, he was going to do so till his last breath. He was the rightful heir and so his father had no right marrying him off to another kingdom. "When will he be out?" Prince Nicholas turned to Gaston, the frown etched on his face deepening. He needed to see the old man right away to set things straight. "Information getting to me... The king should be done with his meeting in two or three hours from now." "What?" Without thinking, prince Nicholas pushed open the door revealing the King and other high commissioners seated in a round table. "I need to see you father." "It can wait. I'm having an import
King Alok was not at ease. For some reason, he'd been unable to sleep, the burden of some matter he couldn't place his hands on was dragging his spirit down and refusing any thought of sleep. It was like someone was placing stones in his chest, rattling them around and creating discomfort. King Alok was, in plain words, weary.Having tossed on his bed for the twentieth time, he sat up, determined to find out why he was so restless and put an end to it. He needed his sleep, even though they came with nightmares as their special package for him. He needed rest because he was starting to look like a crazed man with all the late night planning and thinking he'd been doing for the past few months.His personal advisor had told him that he was using the kingdom matters as an escape from his growing and sinking depression. He was throwing himself into more affairs that concerned the Kayaans, were sending spies and working on the Intel he was getting late into the night, on an empty stomach j
True to the informat's word, Civil came crashing into the king Alok's chambers at the crack of dawn, an excited light in his eyes and holding a sheet of parchment like some medal.Without punishing the man for not knocking or for not greeting, king Alok shot out of bed and grabbed the package, skimming through it and smiling as he pushed the man out of the way, already thinking about calling council members when Civil cleared his throat."My Lord, there is more." Civil said in that even voice of his, making king Alok pause in his tracks and turn around, cursing at the fact that he was wearing nothing but the same pajamas bottoms as the night before."Speak up, Cival, I have a plan to make," king Alok impatiently said, surprising himself that he even remembered the messenger's name. Civil looked pleased at this fact before he realized that the king's patience was worn thin."The informant has said the information provided will be enough to help us strategize and plan as much as we need
Baba Mbari helped Lily decorate her mask. The new commander busied herself with sharpening her arrows, trying to ensure all the edges were pointy enough to annihilate their enemies. They had to be prepared for whatever was to come. Today, they were finally going to put a stop to the bear shifters. Leading the soldiers to war was her first duty as commander. Usually, after the feast, the new commander was to go into every cave seeking for the people's blessings. It was believed that she was legitimately ordained by the people and their blessings meant a blissful reign. Lily couldn't wrap her head around the fast that she had to lead the war all by herself. Everytime she joined them at war, it was being allied to another kingdom and their protection was guaranteed. This was the first time she was ever hearing the Kayaans were at war.The commander stood from her stool, making her way to where her guardian was seated. Baba Mbari decorating her mask brought back memories. She always rem
"Is he dead?" Sarandi asked.Everyone one moved closer to King Alok who was lying still on the floor. Lily was lying next to him struggling to breath and a banging head. Achio crouched down to check his pulse, he held Alok's wrist trying to see if he was alive. "Is he dead?" Sarandi reiterated, chewing her lower lip. She was ignored as everyone waited to get the news from Achio. Baba Mbari who three the stool was still standing, leg frozen to the ground. The old man was still stunned that he almost lost his precious Lily and his heart was still banging in his chest. Achio looked up at his council members. "He's alive." A look of horror came upon their faces. They started to step back, worrying for their lives. The evil king had gotten into the throne room and had seen Damien, forcing the old man to take him to the others. It was at that moment the elders knew the end had come for the Kayaan kingdom. They had tried their best but it seemed destiny had other things in store for them
The war had left a loss of words from Lily's mouth, all she felt was pain and pain and so much pain, it reeked and it destroyed all her emotions of happiness.As she held Mbazi's head in her hands, trying to cradle his already lifeless body, she started to rock herself, wanting to tear the last shred of humanity left in her, she wanted to rip them apart and this anger that she felt was dignified. The war had ended and she had led. Mbazi would have been so proud to know that she had been a good leader, when they spoke about her... Calling her a bad leader of all time, when they doubted her and how she could have been the wrong child from the river, how their words had hurt and sliced her, she never for once thought a war to be so cruel and demeaning.She was still on her knees when baba mbari ordered her soldiers to take mbazi's body away from her, she couldn't believe it, he was really gone. It flashed before her eyes, all the times they had laughed at each other's jokes, all the time
As Lily looked at King Alok with rage heaving in her heart and causing her to breathe rapidly,, she could not help but to remember the words that an old warrior had said to her when she was only a child before he had passed away a few months later. Usually, every night, he would stare blankly into the fire that was crackling loudly just outside their cave and was giving both light and warmth to those around it.If she was not with Mbazi, Lily would sit near the old warrior trying to distract him from his foreboding by playing with his toes so he would smile at her and play their hand games.On that particular night, he did not smile down at her and play with her as expected no matter how long she had played with his toes until her own fingers hurt.Frustrated about that especially as Mbazi had already slept and so could not play with her, she had wanted to stand up and go back into the cave when her hand was held down firmly by the warrior even though he was already very old. Surprise