Bonds of Beast

accidents can always happen

Chapter Fix

As the days passed after the initial meeting between Khan, Ayesha, Innana, and the group of survivors led by Jeff, an uneasy but functional truce began to take shape. At first, both sides kept to their respective camps, maintaining a polite distance, as trust was still a fragile thing. Khan remained vigilant, often scouting the area alone to ensure no external threats lingered, while Ayesha busied herself with gathering resources, as always keeping a watchful eye on their new "allies."

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Authors Note

This is where the story broke I am publishing the chapters I missed sorry

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The jungle was thick with humidity, the scent of fresh earth and moss filling the air as Khan and I moved quietly through the dense underbrush. We had followed boar tracks for hours, hoping to bring back a solid kill for the tribe. As we trudged along, I spotted a rabbit darting into view. Instinctively, I pulled out the bow from my back, notched an arrow, and released it. The arrow soared clean through the air, finding its mark. Khan nodded approvingly as I retrieved the rabbit, a small victory in our larger hunt.

Continuing on, Khan spotted some fruit hanging from a nearby tree. We plucked a few, eating them as we walked. The taste of the fresh fruit was a nice contrast to the otherwise dry journey. Suddenly, without warning, I felt the sharp whistle of wind near my face, an arrow speeding by so close I could feel it. Before I could react, Khan's arm shot out, pushing me back as his other hand snatched the arrow mid-flight, snapping it in half like it was nothing. I stood frozen, my heart pounding in my chest, still in shock at how close the arrow had come.

Emerging from the bushes were Namda and Liam, their bare, muscular torsos glistening with sweat. They wore crude hide pants, rough but functional, the kind that marked them as capable hunters. Liam had a wild look about him, his brownish-blond hair tousled and untamed, his sharp, angular features giving him a dangerous yet oddly charismatic appearance. His striking grey eyes caught the light, making him look even more intimidating. Namda, on the other hand, was darker-skinned, with a smooth, bronze tan and hazel eyes that glinted nervously under the weight of Khan's furious gaze. His muscular build, though impressive, seemed tense, as if ready to bolt at any moment.

Khan moved like a predator—fast, deliberate. Before they could react, he lunged at both of them, gripping their throats with one hand each, lifting them slightly off the ground. I could only stare, still processing how quickly things had escalated from the moment that arrow had flown by me. Khan's rage was palpable, his grip unrelenting. "Who are you?" Khan says. "It's Liam and Namda." 

He threw them to the ground like they were nothing, and I had to intervene before things got worse. "Khan, wait!" I called out, my voice shaky but firm. Before either of them could respond, a boar suddenly burst from the underbrush, squealing in terror as it sprinted past all of us, escaping deeper into the jungle.

Khan turned to me, his eyes blazing with fury. "They almost killed you," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. He wasn't going to let this slide easily.

I stepped forward, my voice more composed now. "Was it because of the boar? Did you shoot because of the hunt?"

Liam, still gasping for air, nodded rapidly, his face pale. "Yes! Yes, it was an accident, I swear. We didn't mean to—" His words tumbled out in a panic as he was gasping for air.

Namda, meanwhile, sat on the ground rubbing his neck, his face flushed with a mix of fear and defiance. He was angry, but also clearly nervous. "We weren't trying to hit you," Namda muttered, his voice steady but tight. "We didn't even realize you were there until it was too late."

Khan was seething. His hand extended, and in an instant, thick, dark green vines erupted from the ground, wrapping themselves around Liam and Namda, binding them tightly like a living cocoon. The vines constricted just enough to immobilize them, making it clear that Khan was in complete control of their fate.