Chapter 239. Gifts to Find the Missing

HUNJI/KIAN

My wolf whimpers as we watch Morgan walk away. The look in her eyes broke our hearts and almost our resolve. The urge to take her in my arms and take back everything I just said to her, was so great.

It was better this way. She was destined for great things and my place had already been allocated to me. It was my burden to bear, and mine alone.

I would return to Riocht eventually—if I lived. And we would lead separate lives.

It was my decision and duty to go back to Eririat, where it all began, and finish what I should have done 14 YEARS ago. Rostam would be freed; Farid would die, and the rightful king would take his place. As it was always meant to be.

I remember my father telling me, he would pass on his crown when the rightful heir presented himself and was ready. He never said who he thought should be crowned the king, but I highly doubt he had Farid in mind.

I still held animosity toward my father, for letting me fall from grace a