A Song for the Dead
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  • Parts 6
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  • Reads 224
  • Votes 22
  • Parts 6
  • Time 52m
Ongoing, First published Apr 04, 2020
"We believe that when you die the first thing you hear is Nuali's song. And it is by this song that the Goddess of Night will lead you from this earth to the resting place, but only if you sing with her." Alva whispers. 
"That doesn't seem fair, what if you don't know the words?" Ordell replies. 
"There is a lot in this world that is unfair, Princeling... more than you can understand." 
                            ___________

For millennia, the Noccaweĭ people have lived peacefully on the outskirts of society, misunderstood but for the most part, tolerated. It was not until The Great War ended near one hundred years ago, that misunderstanding became fear, and tolerance became hatred. 
As the nomadic tribe face total annihilation by the powers that be, Alva and her brother Ardaen cannot stand by as their family and way of life is destroyed. 
Prince Ordell knows how to hide... he's done so for years...deep within the stacks of the royal library, his loyal guard and closest friend Callen by his side. While the rest of the world lives in the present, the prince collects knowledge long forgotten and suppressed.
In this new world of hate and destruction, those who lead on either side have forgotten what created such bitterness and refuse their children their right to history. So the young must seek the dead for answers removed from time and mind. 

For the dead sing true.


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"The fuck you are leaving me." He snapped and growled at his mate. She was calm as she was ever be regardless of his snapping. She sighed and turned around to leave without saying something to him because it was worthless. There was no point in talking and especially to him. He grabbed her arm before she put one step. "Where do you think you are going Ara?" He growled so loudly as everyone shuddered watching their interaction. She quickly remove his hand as anger rolling off of her in waves. "Don't. Touch. Me. So you think I will live here and watch you mate and breed that female." She snapped at him. "She meant nothing Ara." He said after a minute. She laughed, literally laughed but without any humor. "That's why you were fucking her in your office just a minutes before, don't you?" "It was a mistake." He tried to reason with her. "But in your case mistakes happened in more than one time. And they said mistakes happened only one time." She said sarcastically. "I don't need her. I need you." He said again desperately. "Lies. All lies coming from your mouth. I feel disgusted just by looking at you, let alone talking to you. And you said you need me? Ha. Very funny. You don't need me and I sure as hell don't need you. This female behind your back is more enough than me. Breed her, mark her or fuck her. I DON'T FUCKING CARE." "I am sorry. I am really fucking sorry." He said brokenly as kneeling on the ground. A small laugh escaped from her lips. "Isn't it too late for that mate?" And she left just like that while single tear rolled down her cheeks. He had made mistakes. Mistakes that will cost him everything. He knew he had lost her and this time completely. She was broken. Again. He did break her, repair her just to break her again leaving a broken shattered woman but strong willed. ---------------------------------------------------- The cruel, sadistic Rogue Alpha and his caring, lovable Witch mate. Will it be too late for him to say sorry?