I stood watching the little rugrats running around just having fun, the adults going about their daily activities. Wiklow and Warren are with Daro and Gye talking, my body was growing cold as winter was coming. Is there anything more morally bankrupt than asking kids to be resilient instead of the adults working to create a world where they can be comfortable and happy as themselves?

I was here to make sure these kids, my daughter, my future child, nieces, and nephews could at least grow. Bexi and Ambala watch close to me, I knew Bexi wanted to know answers, but she never asked and maybe that was a good thing.

Ambala pointed to the now dark gray clouds, "Children in," we all moved the woman rounding them up and putting them in their houses. The woman vanished with the children; from my memory, this means we will not have the dinner gathering but meals in our own homes. Storms brewed on the cold horizon promising nothing but winds to level even the mightiest of trees to the soil. The noon darkness and damp-smelling air. Casting my eyes to the charcoal sky, my attention held by a golden streak, a crack in the cloud layer where the sun streamed through as fast as water through a cracked dam. The rain was promised, the wind already unleashed in large forces.

I just stay in the doorway waiting for him to show, I see Wiklow and Daro bolting for their homes. Willo, was at her door watching the very same ensuring the family made it safe. Warren was not wet, dry as a bone when he stopped in front of me. "Come on, the storm is going to get much worse," his hands braced on my shoulder leading me into the warm house. It has been five single days since we got Ambala back and my desire to go home was there, but so was the need to end this here and now.

I turned, "It just be best, I go and deal with him. He.." the look my husband was giving me was not very nice.

"In no way will you vanish to go off him," each word was said through clenched teeth. He just didn't understand Kai at all. Kai, thinks females are not that worthy not that strong, he gets a feel of the girls he wants. If they even can match his power he wants them. I was his match and much more in every way, but he knew about my illness and depression and used that. He would never once think I would leave Warren and face him on his home turf. He thinks Warren is my protector, that I have grown weak it riddled his inner thoughts.

He just stood looking at me, the thunder, lighting, and heavy downpour along with the gale force winds are all that can be heard. I just shrug he will not listen and wasting my breath was not worth the fight that would happen. I just sit in the chair and he thinks I have resigned to his way, he smiles and starts the fire, the meat was rotating now the smell of roasted duck wafting to us. I had the bread, cheese, and veggies ready as he just watched me, his face was concerned when he spoke. "You are hiding something from me, and have been more standoffish to me," well, I thought it was best I acted that way, I was going to leave him and go face Kai, I couldn't factor in Warren getting hurt.

I say this was at least something that would worry me, in the end, he stops thinking I was still hiding anything. "Warren, have you ever noticed the similar aspects of you and Kai?"

The way he looked at me, set every nerve on edge, never was I scared of Warren until right now. "No," so firm I nearly stopped the conversation.

I spoke low and kindly once again, seeing the same look but worse. "I have, you look like Willow, that is true. But many things are the same as you and Kai, Warren. Kai is like your great grandfather far down the genetic line. He can also control and manipulate shadows," he slammed the chair, it went in every direction. There was the wooden jagged end of a part of the chair cutting through the skin and blood ran freely in thick scarlet rivers amongst the hair hanging down.

I let a small scream out, feeling the blood moving through my fingers. Warren bolted and hoped he was getting me some help, Kai, he already scared my face and now my husband in his anger might have. It was clean and throbbing an hour later with some green muddy stuff caked on, Willo was scolding him as Bexi, Siga and Ambala worked to clean and care for it.

Yeah, he was Kai's family.

I snarled out, "All because I pointed out a fact, nothing to be pissed about. I had my suspicions while when we first came. Get over it, we still going to kill him," I was more annoyed than angry as he slumped down looking forlorn.

"I can't be though, he raped her, he is everything I don't want to be,"

I added, "He is everything you're not, but he is in you his DNA. He doesn't know either," I say touching Warren's broken face, the woman leaving us to talk. Ambala just kissed his head before leaving, she was so proud he was her family, strong, handsome, a leader, a worthy man for me.

He looks so angry and hurt, "I still love you Warren, being his spawn doesn't matter to me. You're a good man, a great father, friend, and son. You're everything he isn't, yes you have the same darkness he does but unlike him, it has not consumed you,"

I just wrapped my arms around him, he was touched by my words but thought I hated him now it was his every thought. His hand was curled around his stomach and he staggered in mental and emotional pain.

I felt an urge to do something, to comfort him, but also myself. In a moment I pressed my lips against his, felt his body loosen and arms touch my shoulders.

Warren's point of view…

But in her, I saw beauty. Her eyes were a rich green and dazzling hazel with the yellow bolder that stole your breath while looking through your soul. Her hair was like a calico cat waterfall that tumbled down her back in thick locks. Her hands were strong yet at the same time gentle. And her mouth… oh, how I wanted to kiss that mouth.

And so, I did. It wasn't like one of those close-mouthed kisses like you do when you're in eighth grade and you've never held hands before with a girl. It was a full-on, open-mouthed, almost sexual kiss. And I loved it. I loved the way her small body melted into mine. The way our lips fit like two puzzle pieces. The way she relented as I played with her hair and held her tighter and tighter. When we broke away after what seemed like ages she looked at me...

It was time.

Sex

She whispered my name as our bodies touched

Slowly, we became entwined our hearts fusing into one, while our bodies move to the rhythmic sounds of the murmurs of sweet nonsense in our ears. My tongue carved every inch of her body like a chisel, in my eyes she was and always has been a work of fine art. My kisses were long and deep trying to put so much emotion into every kiss, touch, and thrust.

Bexley gasped for air

We moaned… louder

I thrust…. Deeper

We moved…faster

Lost in time

Then without control, our bodies exploded

Leaving us limp while we lay still

Arms and legs tangled

Listening to the satisfying sounds of the beating of our hearts

Deep into the silence of the night

Hmmmm….

Sizzling….

A new beginning, she was mine now this sealed our marriage, even if we're so far into the past. Her eyes are heavily lidded and they seduced me after, I relished in the way her skin glowed. She sleeps her face was filled with peace and that peace had to come back with us when we returned our lives will not be the same and maybe this time around we can not fuck it up.

I just think while I watch her sleep, the thing about a soul mate union, is that the universe has to bring it... and the universe must achieve many good things with a single move to beat the dark force. And so, when you find your mate, you are as the greatest of lovers and the greatest of soldiers, for you must vow to fight for love all the rest of your days or until love has won the peace. Your mate will love you, live for you and even die for you, yet knowing that their death will be yours too... for once the bond is made it is eternal... and that is the grand prize, the most this universe has to offer... time with someone who loves you and either a paradise to live in or the right to fight for it. And I have this, I never loved another the way I do her, she was my crush and now she is my wife, the mother to our daughter.

I knew she had to be the one to cut down Kai, I so wanted that privilege he took my little cousin and hurt Bexley in a way no man should. But their seer said it still had to be Bexley, I second guess my every move with her. Wiklow was still so enamored by her, Daro was protective and warned me twice already he kill me if she cried. She just loved this simple life, it hit me we could buy a ranch right out of Maxville, BiBi could still go to her new school and Sky High when she was allowed.

I smiled laying beside her, once home I was buying her a Ranch. We need acres, stables, and all that jazz. She could just never leave, and we could have a horse, anything she wanted. I also needed her to forgive Jennifer, it was all my doing, Bexley is my world and I never want to see that pain on her face again.

It was impossible to sleep after being with her, my heart was still racing my skin felt on fire. I just lay with her, her body was nestled against mine in contentment. She wanted to prove me wrong, I even started to notice certain things about Kai and myself, we are two half's and at times I have been so much worse than him but I don't cross certain lines that he has.

This sleeplessness is my torture. While the rest of the world embraces their dreams, their eight hours of rest, I toss and turn chasing the white rabbit. He has my dreams in his pocket and a letter from my mother.

I give chase.