King In The Making (Throne of Thorns #1)

Chapter 29 - Again

Chapter 29 

"How was that for fast and silent, old man?" Roi smirked at Cedric after both he and Raf climbed down from the last log.

"Could have been better," Cedric shrugged before laughing loudly at how Roi's jaw fell open.

Roi shook his head. "You're kidding, right?"

"Obviously, you stupid banana," The old man ruffled Roi's hair affectionately.

"Thank fuck," Roi whispered as he pushed away Cedric's hand.

"Can we call Blynn now?" Raf shuffled his feet; the need to get out of the Alps growing stronger on his chest.

"That sounds like music to my ears," Roi sighed dreamily. "Can't believe she finally got a phone."

Cedric chuckled lowly as he took out his phone and called Blynn, informing her that they were ready. A minute later, a portal appeared on their side. Raf grabbed his already-stuffed bag and jumped right through it, not staying to wait for the other two.

As soon as he stepped into the backyard of the packhouse, a sweet flowery aroma tickled his nose. Taking a look around him, he noticed how there were two rows of white lilies leading to the forest, forming a small path between them. Pink roses set between the lilies, granting the path a sort of ethereal feeling, almost as if one was walking down the Elysian fields.

But Rafail cared for none of that. He didn't feel like a pure and righteous soul as he hurried down the flowery path. He didn't even spare the flowers more than a mere glimpse. What he cared about – the only thing that he cared about – was that sweet aroma of honey and ocean salt.

It didn't take long for him to find her by the Glowing River, giving orders on where the arbor should be placed. Raf let his bag drop down on the grass and sped through the small distance, scooping her up and filling his lungs with her scent.

"Rafail," Thalia squealed and wrapped her arms around his neck instinctively. She hadn't even had the chance to look at him when she sensed his presence, having immediately been snatched in his arms.

"I missed you," Raf mumbled against her skin, placing a small kiss on her neck.

Thalia gasped as she felt the sparks dancing on the places he touched her. Not having felt them in the last two weeks, she hadn't known how much she had missed his hands on her till that moment.

"You took too long," She felt like a whiny baby as she pressed her body closer to him.

"I'm sorry, little firefly," Rafail sighed and tightened his arms around her.

From the corner of her eyes, Thalia noticed the werewolves that had been helping her showing their necks, down on their knees.

She pulled slightly away from Raf and wanted to chuckle at how his face fell at the action. "Guys," She said loudly. "Thank you for helping me. Go take a break," She fully turned around and smiled at them.

They looked at her with discomfort. It was only then that Raf noticed their submissive positions. With a sigh, he loudly cleared his throat before walking to the one closest to him.

"Rafail. Nice to meet you," Raf introduced himself and offered his hand to the werewolf as he tuned down the power he was emanating.

"Likewise, Sir. I'm Jonathan," The young man coughed slightly as he took Raf's hand. Repeating the action with the other three, Rafail saw as they relaxed visibly after rising to their feet and nodding at Thalia before walking away.

Thalia looked at Raf with a raised brow and a smirk on her face.

"What?" He asked as he pulled her against his chest.