Taking Back His Life

Being a human in the world of the Gargoyle wasn’t the safest place to be, so Elijah learned. Until he met his mate Khall. With Khall’s patience and understanding they are working towards a future filled with love…that is if they can figure out who wants them all dead first. Taking Back His Life Nakaka 2 by Cree Storm MM, SHIFTERS, PARANORMAL, AND SCENES OF VIOLENCE A Cree Storm Book www.creestorm.weebly.com A CREE STORM BOOK Taking Back His Life Nakaka 2 Copyright © 2019 by Cree Storm Edited by Ann Attwood First E-book Publication: March 2019 Cover design by JP Graphic Designs All cover art and logo copyright © 2019, JP Graphic Designs and Cree Storm ALL RIGHTS RESERVED: This literary work may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic or photographic reproduction, in whole or in part, without express written permission. All characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is strictly coincidental. All characters depicted in s****l acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older. Dedication I really need to acknowledge the wonderful people that own and work at Pointe David. Every time I get the pleasure of going there they always put me in the same second floor room that overlooks one of the most beautiful bodies of water anyone can see. Just out there is this little island and it’s sitting on the balcony looking out to that island that started the characters, for this series, talking to me. I love this place and I love this series…Thank you so much! Table Of Content Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Cree Storm’s Other Books About The Author CHAPTER 1 Khall pulled Deld along as he struggled to get free, shouting, “Let me go you big brute bully! I said I didn’t want to come here and I meant it. I’m claustrophobic! I’m…” “A pain in the ass is what you are, Deld, and if it wasn’t for the fact that you are the brother to Hron, I would have already knocked your ass unconscious and just carried you here, and we both know there is nothing claustrophobic about you, you’re just a spoiled brat that doesn’t know what’s good for you.” Khall snapped back. Deld slapped at Khall, “You and I both know that’s bullshit. I am the freak of the great brothers of the ancients who is only ever spoken to when they need something. Well, I’m done with being used. I just want to be left the f**k alone.” Khall stopped walking and turned to Deld, “You have no idea what’s even going on, Deld. If you would stop struggling and just listen to what Hron is asking…” “See! See! All he wants is to use me like everyone else has my entire f*****g life. Well no more! I refuse and not you or my brother can make me do anything I don’t want to do.” Deld shouted, loud enough that a crowd stated to form. Nakaka were some of the nosiest paranormals Khall had ever known, and that was saying something, since in his two hundred and nine years he had run across just about every species of shifter and paranormal there was… well, except for Dragons and Phoenix. Those paranormals were thought to be extinct, but Khall had always thought they had just gone into hiding when the humans took over the outside world. Humans… Khall had a huge issue with those beings. If not for them, the Nakaka would still rule the skies and be the great warriors they were created to be. Long ago Madam Pele met her mate, God of the Living, Aumakaua. The gods came together with great love for all things living and to please his beloved, Aumakaua created the humans and placed them on a group of small volcanic islands. Madame Pele loved them all dearly and worried for their safety, so she and her mate used parts of souls and pieces of animals, insects, man, and volcanic rock, mixed them together and created the Nakaka to guard over the human world. They were all men, because in those times men were considered the strongest and most able to watch over the people. However, as time went on the humans became more distant to the Nakaka and began to call them gargoyles, a French term meaning a fearsome dragon that terrorized the people. This became a great concern to many Nakaka. Some of the ancients warned the others that the humans might become a threat. They wanted to talk with the people, but other ancients ignored the warnings and felt it was not their place to interfere with the people of the lands. That was a decision they would all live to regret. One night the humans planned and executed an attack on all Nakaka forcing them to leave their homes and go into hiding. The gods were not happy with the Nakaka for leaving. They felt the ancients should have done something to relieve the tension of the people, and therefore took away their ability to have a Viata, or if you were a shifter they were known as mates. This meant that there would be no chickpeas born into the clutch to grow their numbers, since only those mated could create life. This had gone on for centuries until Petree… Hron’s mate. Because of his great sacrifice for his people, the Gods spoke with him and offered to bring back the Viatas to the Nakaka. The sad part was this meant returning to the living with no wings, but thankfully, at least he still had his tail. Petree was still Nakaka, but to all Nakaka their tails and wings were how they were all defined.