The Witch and the Three Kings

2. Suppressed Bond

9 Years Later

Khaia

It has been years since my first ascension at 13 years old. I had ascended two more times since then. It made things interesting as I lived life as a human, among humans. A witch, born of humans and living amongst them. Quietly searching for my mate.

I have always known what I was. Careful not to be discovered. Not even my parents knew what I was. As powerful as I am, I cannot afford for him to find me yet. All my hard work will be undone. Just so we could do this whole song and dance all over again.

No, I had to wait until I was marked by my fated to face him, and end this once and for all.

I have been living in a quiet small town up north for 3 years now, half way across the world for my home, in hopes of tracking down my mate. He feels close here, closest he has ever felt before. Even so, I haven't found him in the 3 years I have lived here.

It's just a little under 24 hour before my 22nd birthday. The down side of feeling him so close meant the pain was worse. So I did what any sane thinking person would do.

I suppressed our bond.

Just for the next 48 hours, I would not feel it when he took a woman bed with him. It wasn't really hard to do. All I had to do was take the thread of our bond and press it just enough to weaken it but not break it.

It always took a lot out of me, and left me feeling weak. This is the second year I did it. Normally, he was well behaved accept for his birthday. He seemed to like to indulge on that day and I didn't want to spend my birthday night writhing in pain.

Yes, my mate and I share a birthday. And yes again, the bond is currently one sided. He can't feel me, but I can feel him. It's like have a raw nerve, exposed and vulnerable and there is nothing you can do about it.

When I am finished I hear my phone notification

Maya: I hope your hair and nails are done, course we going out tonight. Wring in your birthday at the club, woooh.

Maya: if not you have the day to get it done.

I read the texts and laugh, I swear the girl doesn't sleep. It's 3:30 am and she is still out.

Do you ever sleep?

Maya: Why? is there a sleep competition I need to know about? like for money...?

Me: for rest you weirdo. Where are you even?

Maya: sneaking out of a dancer's place, I dont know his name so don't ask.

Me: the hot instructor?

Maya: no but someone in his class

Maya: can we talk about this later, I'm trying to be quiet...

Maya, oldest friend and my designated hoe friend. I'm the virgin and she's the free spirit. In all honesty, witches usually are, free to be with whoever they want. I on the other hand am different. My soul doesn't belong to me alone and I already have a mate, a mate who doesn't even know about my existence.

Ordinarily, witches don't get mates. Like I said, free spirits and all. Maya is such a spirit and she well and truly loves men. All creatures really. I love her for that. She lives a life I can never live.

I lay here on cold bed, about to complete another cycle around the sun, another year without him and time is running out. Soon the Blue Moon will be upon us and if we not together...

'Dont think like that' the voice that has become all too familiar to me speaks in my head 'have I steered you wrong?' she continues. With a heavy sigh, I sit up straight 'I have been here almost three years, he still hasn't found me. I am tired of waiting and feeling this emptiness and I can't even be mad at him for it' I respond back to her, the other part of my soul, my secret companion through the ages.

'Soon... that much I promise. All I ask is that you hold on for me a little longer' I hear. 'you keep saying that yet, every year has been the same. It's not only about our love and know it. No other person knows better than you what is at stake' my response has an edge to it, my frustration seeping out of me.

My emotions slowly getting the better of me. 'at this point, I might as well face the werebear by myself, it's not like it would be the first time' it's a bit harsh but it's true 'and I dont wand to feel this ache in my heart anymore, I need him here' tears well up in my eyes, fists clinched trying not to cry. I've cried too much already, I don't want to anymore.

'He is close, little one. You feel him and so do I. it will not be long now.' and silence. Well, this conversation was pointless as usual. Feeling drained from all that has happened, I lay back down and hope darkness takes me soon.