Told you I would make it up to you!

Kalin's POV

"You know that stalking is illegal, right?" the voice made me stiffen, and very slowly turn to its source. My sister stood there, leaning against a tree, as beautiful as I remembered her being, as beautiful as our goddess herself.

"Isn't that what you are doing to me?" I inquired, wondering what ground we stood on after all this time. My sister and I had been so close once upon a time, she had practically raised me after father had died and mother too.

"Its not stalking when the person you are looking for is avoiding you." the words were soft, no accusation in them. "I saw the note you left Rebecca. 'I will come only when you call,' nice words."

"I wanted her to decide when she wants to see me." I said in my own defense. I could not believe this is the conversation we were having while standing a yard or so away from Becca's house, and especially since we were in the woods at night and we hadn't seen each other in so long.

"Too bad she doesn't understand what those words mean." she shrugged, looking like a goddess with sun-kissed skin wearing a blue tank top with black hip huger jeans. She fit into this era easily, where I struggled. She began to take step towards me, her sneakers not making a single sound of the forest floor. "So, why were you avoiding me, exactly?" her voice held only slight interest, but I knew her better than that. I had hurt her, deeply, and suddenly I regretted it.

"I didn't know if you wanted to see me."

"Why would you think that Kalin!" she yelled, and I blinked, taking a step back. "Why would you think that when you are my brother and we have not seen each other in so long! I was seeking you out, Kalin!"

"I thought it was to kick my ass over what happened with Becca." and just like that, from one moment to the next, she was in front of me,grabbing me by the ear and forcing me to the ground with it.

"Ow! Owowowowowowowowwwww! Let me go!" I wailed like a little four year old. Goddamnit, how was she still managing to treat me like a child!

"Not unless you apologize to me for avoiding me and hurting me! And apologizing for making me explain all of those thing to Becca when you should have! And you should have known better than to leave her own her like that, I don't care what happened!" she interjected when I went to explain. "I know I taught you better than that!" she gaze my ear a good pull for emphasis, and I wailed again. God, Becca was going to think that someone was being murdered in her woods.

"Sis, stop! Becca is going to hear!"

"No, she wont!"

"Yes, she will!"

"Well then stop being so loud!"

"Not like I can help it when you are about to tear my ear out and spill my brains for the animals to eat." she suddenly let go, but I could tell by her stiff posture that she was still in no way appeased.

"Well then be thankful that I don't spill your brains and that I did you a favor and made sure your Bride had a nice drugged drink a little earlier so that I could have a chat with you alone."

Had she really just said she drugged Becca?

"Uh, how did you manage that?"

"Not hard when I know what she likes to drink before she settles down for the night." it seemed like a unimportant conversation to her, so I had to let it go.

"Why are you so angry with me, anyway?" I demanded.

"Why? Maybe because you hurt that woman in there, there is one good reason. And maybe because you have hurt me, when I have been there for you more than anyone else has. Maybe because our whole clan thinks you are dead because they heard rumors that not only had you found your bride, but then that you had been captured by the Grit's, and then, nothing. Not a single word. You do not come back to clan, and I cannot seem to get you stand still for two fucking minuet to have a word with you!"

"Well I am sorry if I was not ready to face you all!" I bellowed back at her, forcing her to silence. "You think I didn't want to see you? Do you think I didn't want to go back to clan, and see what had become of it? What the hell do you think I want, Fortis? I want to go home, but I cannot because the very person I love is in that house, I will do all I can to win her."

"You are our king, Kalin!"

"And she is your queen! And until I am worthy of her I will NOT come home! I will not allow her to be by herself! I will not allow myself to relax a moment until all of those haunted memories are gone from her eyes and she welcomes me into her life because she loves me also!" with a growl a spun around, pacing, rubbing my hands over my face.

"I didn't need you to fucking rub my failures in my face Fortis, I am very well aware of them on my own, thank you. It was so nice to see you, I am going now."

"Kalin, wait-"

"Don't you dare," I growled, not even turning to look back at her. I went towards the house, not caring if I scared the hell out of the other woman that was in the house. I needed Becca, and goddamn I was going to make it so that she would need me too!

Even if it killed me.