The Witch and the Three Kings

Distance

Khaia

This was the best day I had had of this existence. Spending the day with Wyatt, getting to know him, even as filtered as it was. Both Wyatt and Michael don't know I know about the world they belong to, that makes certain things tricky.

Even with that block, I still had a good time. The tension with Michael was something I needed to look into, and soon. I couldn't have these two packs at loggerheads, not with what's coming. That being said, Mike is not exactly the easiest person to get along with and I'm pretty sure the bad blood is because of something he did.

I was on cloud nine when Wyatt decided to drop the bomb about being gone for a week. Now that I had him, I didn't want to be away from him. This "business" trip was really inconvenient. "Are you going leave me here now?" I asked, my voice was so small, it was foreign even to myself.

"I'm leaving tomorrow morning, however, I do need to sleep, my love" I love that he calls me that already, he looks sad as he says that though. "I guess you want to sleep in your bed tonight, not next to a drunk tiny woman again" I was just teasing, but he didn't take it that way, judging by the low growl that came from him.

We soon went back to my studio, I was surprised to find an overnight bag by the side door, I'm guessing his beta must have dropped it off for him. He took a shower, then I did as well and went to sleep. I really do love falling asleep curled up next to him.

He left early the next morning, I might add, very reluctantly. I understand though, after the heavy make out session after his shower. It was heavy but sweet, with so much passion and hunger. He made sure he touched every part of my body. It was as if he was trying to imprint his scent on me and mine on him.

I asked him to take my car and I'll take his for a spin over the next week, I'm pretty sure mine will be at his pack for this week though.

I felt so empty after he left, I just stayed in bed for most of the morning. I knew I needed to go back to my house, I had not been there for two nights and I'm sure old girl was getting antsy.

My house has it's own consciousness, I don't know how it happened but I believe it's because of the location I chose for it, snugly tucked on two powerful ley lines. The power emanating from them must have brought her to life.

She is protective and temperamental, only the godess knows what mood she will be in when I get there. So I needed to get home.

So I did, trying to avoid everyone, just wanting to sit in my feelings for a bit.

The next few days was just me trying keep myself busy with work. I need to so that I wasn't constantly sitting next to my phone waiting for a text or a call. I went full in on a design project I was working on for the Stones. They wanted to redo their mansion, bring it into this century.

I got to work on perfecting the plans and getting the ball rolling on trades we were going to need. This was going to be a big job and I needed to get started on in before things got complicated. I also needed to have a chat with Mike and this would give me a chance to make the trip.

Three days without Wyatt and I was just moving through the motions. I was already struggling before we found each other and now that I had felt what it was like to be in his arms again, I just wanted to be back.

The calls and all day texts weren't helping as much as I thought they would. Training was helping somewhat, so when I wasn't working, I trained. I'm mated to a Werewolf Alpha King, of course I train, can't always rely on my magic.

After training at Andre's gym in the city, I decided to go over to Mike's pack and talk to him. I knew he was off work today so I called just in case he had company, knowing him.

I arrived just before sundown and was greeted by Mike's mother, Maria. She a sweet enough lady, however, could never feel entirely comfortable around her. "To what do we owe the pleasure of this visit?" she asked in a sweet voice as she gave me air kisses.

This mansion was massive, about twenty thousand square feet, large oak double doors in the front making way to a beautiful old world entry way with high ceiling and a grand pine staircase.

"I was close by, so I thought to catch up with Michael. Is he in?" said as polite as I could. "New car?" looking at the Aston Martin I was driving, "it's a friend's, he let me have it for the week". She walks me through and up the stairs to the second floor balcony, where Mike was relaxing.

"Are you staying for dinner dear?" she asked as she was walking back into the house, "no, I will not, thank you mrs Stone" I give her a tight smile and sit next to my favorite trouble maker.

"Why does the Alpha Prince want to have you head?" getting straight to the point and shocking the wolf soul out of him.

Once he had gathered himself enough, "you know what Wyatt is? he muttered the question. "Yes, I know what he is and what you are, Alpha heir Stone. Now, for moonbeam sake, why does my mate hate you so much?" he looks stunned again, "yes, Wyatt is my mate, now answer me"

He blinks a few times and downs his cognac "I fell in love with his beta's younger sister" he tell me as he refills his glass. "I felt as though she might be my mate, she felt the same way too, so we decided not to wait for our wolves and claimed each other. Her brother and everyone else thought I took advantage of her. I was given a choice, banishment from the royal pack and a lifetime restraining order or death, she chose for me."

"I haven't seen my girl in for a little over seven years. I miss her every day" I had never seen him as sad as he was at this moment, he'd always been high energy, moving from girl to girl without a care in the world. Would have never thought he was carrying all this.

"So you still don't know if she is your mate or not? I asked. "I know she is my mate, we just never got the chance to prove it" he lights a joint just as my phone rings

"Love where are you?" a very panicked Wyatt asks over the phone. "I'm at Mike's estate, is everything ok?" I ask him. "Don't go anywhere, I'm coming to get you" then he hang up. That was odd.