Filed To Story: The Perfect Luna by Marissa Gilbert
The deity was the last person he wanted to see now. He wanted to d*ie in peace. He deserved at least that much.
“How can I leave you?” Joran knelt next to him on the cold ground. “I have known you since you were a little boy,” he confessed with a smile. “l saw potential in you, and I believed in you. I have spent years helping you. I placed my bet on you, and I can’t see you lose.
This was unexpected. Bjorn always thought that they had a business relationship and nothing else.
“We only made a few deals,” he recalled and noticed a sad smile curling the Serpent’s l!ps. Unreasonably, he wanted to anger the almighty snake. “You and your b*tterflies!”
“Dragonflies,” Joran corrected dryly, looking up at the sky as if he was contemplating something. “They are dragonflies.”
“Anyway, l only saw you caring about them,” Bjorn scoffed bitterly in a broken voice. “And not even that was what one would consider caring.”
“Just one of them,” Joran admitted. “The one that went missing after a mission I gave her because of you.”
The White Bear King didn’t care anymore. He could feel life slipping away from him. A minute or two and it would be over.. That Lycan turned out to be deadly for him after all! If it was any other wolf, he wouldn’t have been able to hurt him or if he did manage to wound him, his regeneration would kick in. It wasn’t the case now and the bear could bet this was why Kai left before finishing him off. He knew that, too.
“We have been outplayed,” Joran informed him in a low voice and placed a hand on his ch3st. Something changed immediately, and Bjorn coughed, blood spluttering from his wounds. However, he could feel how his healing was accelerated drastically, and his cells were restoring themselves as if they had gone mad. He did not expect it and his eyes darted to the Serpent, whose l!ps twitched as if he was about to smile.
“I told you l care about you,” he repeated his words to Bjorn. “What happened today was not fair. She was your mate, you were both each other’s second chances.
The two of you could have been happy together, and honestly, in the castle, I couldn’t understand what was wrong with her; why couldn’t she react the way she was supposed to… After what I saw right now… Darius, now I know. And I am so sorry!”
Bjorn’s brows quirked up, “Wh-what are you talking about? What is wrong with Savvy?” He still cared about her and her well-being. Even after everything.
“I probably chose the wrong words,” Joran took his hand away, knowing that the white bear would be restored in minutes on his own now. He had already dragged him away from the other side. “She is that mutt’s mate now,” he corrected himself, “but this is a f0rced bond. It shouldn’t be there.”
Bjorn’s claws grew out again, and he grasped the soil underneath him in the new fit of raw fury. A f0rced bond! He knew it! He knew that Savannah was his. She was just mistaken. The d*mn Lycan deceived her!
“How?” he gr0@ned, trying to get up despite of the waves of pain rippling through him.
“My brother,” Joran replied, scowling and gave Bjorn his hand, helping him up.”Fenrir.”
The sound of thunder erupted around them as the name of the Alpha God sounded. Bjorn suspected many things, he knew that he had been dealing with a deity. and for a while, he suspected who the serpent really was.
But it was one thing to suspect, and it was another thing to actually know.
Now this… the whole North worshipped Fenrir.
Almost every shrine in these lands was built in honour of its patron.
“Why would Fenrir do this?” he asked when the first wave of shock subsided. “Why would he take my mate away from me?”
“This is probably my fault,” Joran let out a pained sigh. “We destroyed the old order together, but many things have happened since then. It’s very different now, and I think that Fenrir is against me now. And you, Darius, you mean something to me. That’s why he is using you. He is showing me what he can do, provoking me, knowing that I care about you.”
“He clearly overestimates our relationship,” Bjorn seemed angry. It wasn’t fair that he got in the middle of some divine war. The hatred for the Wolf God was growing in his heart rapidly. He finally knew whom to blame.
“He does not” the Serpent looked around. “Years ago, I chose you, Darius Bjorn, as my champion. I have been looking for one for many years and saw potential in you. When you came back from the foxes without an eye but still alive and still willing to fight, I knew that you had what it takes. I trusted you many times, and I never made it easy for you. I did not want you to like me, I wanted you to be worthy. And I found out that you are worthy quite some time ago. I made the right choice, and I never regretted it, not once! Look how far you’ve come with just a little bit of my help.”
“You’re not seriously thinking that I’m buying any of this,” the white bear did not seem impressed at all. “We only made a few deals, and you treated me like sh*t most of the time.”
“I stayed by your side for years, boy,” Joran insisted, and something changed about his voice. It was now deeper and darker, nothing like the honeyed tone from before. “I did not want to simply give you things. You had to earn them, to deserve them. And when I gave you your invincibility, I already decided that you were my chosen one, my champion, the one who would rule not only the North but the whole Moonrise Kingdom. It has been my dream for centuries to restore what my brother once destroyed, and I have never been this close.”
“In other words, you used me to fulfill your dream, and now I’m paying for it with my mate.” Bjorn closed his eyes, trying to control his breathing, but no matter how he looked at it, Joran was his only way to obtain what he wanted.
“Wasn’t this your dream too? To change the order of things, to unite the kingdoms and rule over them, forgetting about the wolves’ supremacy?” the Serpent taunted. “Not to mention that you got your second chance mate thanks to me. They aren’t given to just anyone, you know. I vouched for you.”
“And look where it got me!” Bjorn let out a harsh laugh. It started like a little sound that rumbled through his ch3st, but in a matter of seconds, he was laughing so hard that tears burned his eye.
Why not laugh? After all, his life was a joke!
“So, you are happy to leave everything as it is, then?”
Joran decided to clear the air between them at once.
This is what you wish for?”
The white bear did not reply, and the deity before him nodded silently.
“You’re tired of fighting,” he sighed. “l understand.
So be it.”
He was about to leave when Bịorn’s laughter turned into a roar filled with so much rage that birds flew away from the nearby trees, trying to save themselves, knowing that the most dangerous predator was near.
The roar soon turned into a call, a battle cry that every single warrior stationed in this part of the North knew that the King was summoning them.
Bjorn was panting when he was done, but when he faced his patron, there was determination rippling
through his veins.
“Tell me one thing,” he chuckled darkly, “what will happen if Kai is K*lled again?”
“What do you mean?” Joran arched his brow, watching his champion with a newfound amusem*nt.
“If i manage to K*ll him again and ensure that he wasn’t coming back this time, what will happen with. her?”
Bjorn met the Serpent’s gaze, and the deity understood where he was coming from.
New Book: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
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