The Divine Unleashed (Book 3) (37 page)

“It was you,” Kade said, as he recalled a flash of memory from that night almost two years ago.  “You were that beautiful girl I could not remember.  Your hair was up, and you wore a dress, but it was you,” Kade said as the memories fell into place.  “But, wait,” he said suspiciously as his eyes drifted down toward her stomach.  How…?” Kade started to ask while indicating the baby on the way.  “It has only been days.”  Kade cringed as he recalled his parents were hearing every word he was saying.

“I can explain that, too,” Darcienna said as she took him by the hand and dragged him to the side of the house.

“It would appear that our young couple have much to discuss,” Doren said, clearly amused by this.

“You snuck into my roommmpphh?” Kade started to say when his words were quickly muffled.

“Keep your voice down,” Darcienna hissed, “or do I need to keep my hand where it is?”

The two whispered for several long minutes while Kade’s parents, Dran, the shapeshifter and Doren waited patiently.  There was a long stretch of silence, and then the couple came around the side of the house, hand-in-hand.  Kade blushed furiously as all eyes watched them.

“Mom, Dad, meet Marcole, my son.  And oh, by the way, I am going to have another baby boy in about eight months,” Kade said, glancing at Darcienna and then back to his parents again.

“Or a girl,” Darcienna corrected.

“Or a girl,” Kade echoed.

His parents beamed with happiness and hugged them both, making it known that Darcienna was very welcome.  She hugged them back and then returned to stand arm-in-arm with Kade.  Dran was eagerly talking with Ven, again, as she stood in her birth form.  Kade shook his head and reminded himself to give Dran a good thorough talking to.  The Adept considered having her change into her beast form.  The surprised look he pictured on Dran’s face brought a smile to his lips.  Yes, he would save that prank for later.

Judeen and Garig ushered the couple up the steps and toward the door.  Doren followed close by, looking very forward to a good home-cooked meal and a comfortable bed.  Kade smiled, seeing his suspicions validated for the Master Chosen’s motivation for coming.  As they started to enter the cabin, Darcienna stopped and motioned for Kade to continue.

“I will be in shortly,” Darcienna said as she gave him a gentle push through the door.

“Don’t be too long,” Kade said as his father clapped him on the back and excitedly encouraged Kade to tell the story from the very start. 

They entered the house, and just as Kade was passing his room, something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye.  He took a step back and leaned around the corner to look into the room.  He could not help but to laugh a genuine, deep laugh as he stared.  There, lying on the bed, curled protectively around a sack of books, was Chance.  The silky, black creature lifted its head lazily to peer at him for just a moment and then laid back down.  Kade stopped laughing and smiled fondly at the creature.  He stepped into the room and patted it affectionately on the head.  It sat up, eagerly awaiting its reward for faithfully keeping his books safe.  Kade gladly fed the creature and then walked out of the room to continue down the hall to the back of the cabin.

Darcienna watched as the family melted into the house.  She tried to smile, but for the first time in days, the smile slipped.  True, she was excited about the child, and happy that Kade finally knew the truth about Marcole, but that was not enough.  She was also relieved more than words could describe that Morg was finally beaten, but none of that could help get rid of the dread she felt building in her heart as she looked off in the distance.  She closed her eyes and saw the dream once more.  It was so vivid that she shivered right down to her very soul.  The scene of Kade drifting on the other side of the arch was so clear, it was as if she had seen it while awake.  Her pulse raced as she studied the vision.  No matter how much she tried to convince herself that it was nothing, she knew this was no ordinary dream.  She could take it no longer as her eyes flew open.  She took several deep breaths to steady her nerves.  A single tear slipped down her cheek.  She wiped it away furiously as she ground her teeth in defiance.  She did her best to put the smile back on her face.  It was a struggle, but for him, the man she loved, she had to.  He had already gone through too much for her to burden him with this just yet.  When the time was right, she would tell him.  With one last glance over her shoulder in the direction of the arch, she turned and walked into the house.

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RELEASED OCTOBER 27, 2014

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Allen Johnston is a resident in Lansing, MI.  His wife, Amber, keeps life fun and interesting for him.  They share four children.  He loves aviation and works as an Air Traffic Controller at the Capital City of Michigan.  He lives by the motto that anything is possible.  When considering learning to fly, he was told that it is not possible to achieve a pilot’s license in less than a month by his supervisor, who was also an instructor pilot.  Needless to say, he proved that the impossible was, indeed, possible.

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