The Warrior: A Fictional Narrative

His laughter filled the room. “The soul looks exactly like the shell that holds it. And yes, you are in fact dead.” He reached out and placed a large hand on her arm and warmth filled her. “But you shall not be for long. You will be the first human to fully transform.” She was still stunned and having difficulty finding her tongue. “You look a lot like the statue below.” She pointed at the proud man made of marble. “Because I am Thundohn, protector of life. I’m here to hold your soul to this plane while the transformation takes place. When it is time for you to go back, I will guide you.” Her mouth fell open. “It’s true then. Your spirit is still here watching over this place.” “Yes, and I am overjoyed to finally see this day come. The city …show more content…

It was only a matter of finding the right demon to torture,” Bli replied. “This is excellent news!” Fang’s day was only getting better. Talon was an exceptional warrior in the king’s guard, and it would be good to have him back. “How is his health?” “Good, considering what he must have went through at the hands of Silor. He’s not talking about it but is busy helping the queen get the women settled and making sure things are secure,” Greydon said. “You know, Zander has taken the doctor back to the cave and secured her as his prisoner. He says she knows where Orien is.” Fang rubbed his chin. “And the queen allowed this? I thought the doctor had helped her and from what I hear, Bethany too.” Greydon folded his arms over his chest. “I think she realizes we are at war, and until our people are all back here safe, everyone is a potential enemy.” “I am glad to hear such good news. I’m on my way to see the man who stabbed my mate and make sure he feels his death. I assume all information has been gained from him?” Fang asked. Bli nodded. “Yes. He is with the others we brought back from the compound. They are in the dungeons. How are my grandson and daughter doing?” “One sleeps while the other showers. They are both …show more content…

“Umm, and that would be?” Bethany touched her friend on the shoulder and teleported them directly to the room where the coronation was to take place. “Holy hell. I wasn’t expecting that.” Aimee’s hazel eyes widened. “I’m a little jealous. I need a bracelet to do that and then only between a couple of places.” Bethany giggled. “I needed the practice but pretty cool, huh? This means I can flash you out of any danger.” “What the hell else can you do?” “She can do anything I can do.” Fang slid in and kissed Bethany on the cheek. “Though I don’t recommend taking possession of another's body. That one will give you a murderous headache for days.” Oh goody. He did wear my favorite outfit. No man or demon ever filled out a pair of black pants better. Bethany gave her mate a wicked smile. I will let you undress me later. He winked. “My Queen, you look lovely as ever.” Aimee sighed. “I guess after tonight I really will be your Queen.” “Angel.” Greydon approached. “Let me escort you to your throne.” Bethany and Fang moved to join the others. It was nice to see a small crowd, and Bethany couldn’t help the smile that curled her mouth when she watched several of the couples who had been reunited. Pride swelled in her. Fang had been a part of that as well, and now she would be too. Finally, she felt like she belonged