The Witch and the Three Kings

Faded Memories

Khaia

This whole ordeal was starting to be really frustrating and remembering how things went, the reason I died, the reasons this whole thing was still happening. Somehow, I had to convince him not hate me for what I was and honestly, it was pissing me off.

We stood there for a while, looking at each other. He looked, confused, like this was information overload and disgust. He looked disgusted at me. That look nearly broke me.

My phone ringing was just what I needed to help me not break down. Maya with a goofy picture of hers flashed on my phone

"Mai, hey" I answered pulling myself away from my heartbreak. "Where are you, we had dinner plans" damn, completely forgot about that.

"I'm at the pack" I simply put.

"Oh, how is that going?"

I look back at Wyatt and he has a weird look on his face, distant look.

"It's going, I guess. Mai, can I call you later?"

"Sure. But Khai, you don't sound so good. Is everything okay?" there is worry in her voice.

Trying but failing to hold my voice steady "I don't know yet" I manage to say. Maya knows who I am and what I am, she's been my greatest support since we met.

"Ok, I'll be at the house. When it's all over, you will find me here with lots of wine and food, we'll listen to music, you'll eat, drink and cry. When you are done crying,you will pick yourself up,you will put yourself together and fight. We planned for this, remember that." Maya is stern and I know she means every word. She is already planning for the worst case scenario. I nod, even though she can't see me through the phone and hung up.

I turn around only to plant my face in Wyatt's chest. I don't know when he moved from where I left him, but here he was, standing centimeters in front of me.

I back away slowly, giving us some distance. Looking up at his face and the disgusted look is gone, the distant look is also gone, both replaced by pain. My heart shutters, he is going to reject me, again. I take a long breath to steady myself for what's to come. Look him square in the eyes.

"If you don't want this bond, Alpha King Wyatt Sullivan, all you need to do is say the words" I was proud that my voice didn't crack, even as silent tears stream down my face. I longed for this man for long, and yet, nothing had changed from our last life. Just heartbreak waiting.

Without so much as a sound, Wyatt moves at wolf speed toward me. Pulling me by the back neck and burying his face in my shoulder, he takes a deep breath and shudders a little bit. His free hand snakes around my waist as pulls my body flush with his.

I'm just frozen in place, unsure of what is happening. My mind reeling at the sudden change of events.

"Your scent is the same" comes in a low whisper finally, pulling his face away from my neck and looking me in the eyes, still keeping my body melded into his.His gaze is intense and I have a hard time holding it. "So are your eyes" he finished.

His thumb gently whips the tears that continue to stream down my face. "I came back for you" he say when nothing comes from me, "almost immediately when you disappeared from my view, I went back. But Mirah, you were gone, not even your scent remained" tear are now falling down his face and I'm just shocked. He remembers.

"You remember?" sounds so soft, if he was human, he wouldn't have heard it. A furious nod is all he manages before his lips are on mine, in the most reverent kiss we have ever shared.

"Black is trying to give me back our memories, but he says they are fading. Though he remembers the important parts, you being our mate and a witch, the lifes we have shared and our purpose, the memories themselves are faded. Beam, that's why I had a hard time remembering you the last time, and that's why I'm having a hard time now. But baby, I remember enough to know that you are mine, witch or human, you are MINE" the last part is growled out, wrapping my trembling form into a tight hug.

Pulling away slightly from the hug, cupping my small face into his large palms, looking at my still shocked face. "I'm so sorry moonbeam, for everything that came out of my mouth and hurt you. I promise I didn't mean it" resting his forehead on mine.

My brain finally catches up with everything that is happening, but all I can do is sob. I'm suddenly drained off energy, my body going numb and my knees giving out from under me, while sobs continue to wreck through me. Wyatt quickly wraps his arms around me before I could fall and steadying me against his firm body.

He doesn't say anything, he just holds me for as long as I cry. I can't believe that after everything, a small clipse into the past is all he got. I'm glad though, because I don't know if I could have survived a second rejection, even in a different life.

"I'll never let you go again, ever" kissing my temple. Wyatt lifts me bridal style into his strong arms and begins to walk back to the waiting car.

"Why were you scared?... when you called me. You sounded scared, even when you picked me up. What happened? What do you need to protect me from?" I ask Wyatt as he continues towards the car, finally remembering why he got me from Michael in the first place. His arms tightened around me and he tensed a little bit.

"AZRIEL" he growls and it is my turn to tense. "What about him?" I ask looking up at him.

Wyatt gives me a tense kiss on the forehead "we'll talk about it when we get home" is simply put.

"Mine or your?"

"Ours" he smirks but doesn't look down at me and keeps walking ahead.

Goddamn it I hate how sexy he is when he does that. He lets on my feet when we reach the car and opens the door for me to slide in. Before closing the door he pulls me into soft kiss and closes to door and quietly moves to the driver's side.

Wyatt drives like a bat out of hell, through the pack territory. I can barely see anything as buildings blur by, and then the buildings being to lessen and we back in the thick trees. We drive through the trees for another ten minutes before a cabin style house comes into view.

Even with just the head lights of the car lighting it up, I can tell it's big.

"Welcome home, my moonbeam"