Alpha's Permission by W.J. May

Author:W.J. May
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: new adult fantasy, new adult romance, young adule, Young Adult Fantasy, fantasy, boarding school, tattoos, England, Tudor, chronicles of kerrigan, New Adult & College Romance, new adult and college, New Adult & College Romance Paranormal, superhero, vampires and witches, fantasy new adult, ark fantasy, urban fantasy, suspense, romance, Young Adult, paranormal, mystery, series, w.j. may, paranormal romance, paranormal fantasy, new adult, witches, horror, horror romance, werewolves, wer, urban paranormal, fantasy paranormal urban
Publisher: Dark Shadow Publishing
Published: 2017-10-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

“This is incredible.”

Atlanta looked around in awe, standing in the middle of a colossal throne room, high walls arching to coalesce in the center, forming a Dome much like the one right above their heads. Massive pillars lined the expansive space, and large stained-glass windows let in a lesser glow that dimmed the room to something close to enchanting.

“It is, isn’t it?” Marcus replied, standing a few feet away, leaning against one of the pillars as he watched her. She couldn’t understand how he wasn’t gaping at the structure but, then again, it probably wasn’t his first time.

And it’s been here all this time!

Forn wasn’t much of a city, not anymore at least. Whatever was left of it had either crumbled or been destroyed by landslides inside the cavern. Still, there was enough of it for the imagination to draw up a picture of the city’s past splendor. Atlanta could see where the foliage would have encroached upon the small houses, how the narrow carriage roots would intertwine between busy inhabitants going about their daily lives, how farmlands must have dotted the surrounding area in brilliant colors. It made her shudder just thinking about it all. She was in the middle of what had been the most advanced culture of the old world.

“How long has it been here?” she whispered.

“Centuries,” Marcus replied. “Once the wars were over, once the old races had completely consumed each other, it became forgotten. Time, and nature, took over. It was hidden away before man knew about these lands.”

“But you knew?”

“I’d heard the stories.” Marcus nodded, pushing away from the pillar and looking up at the high ceiling. “This was their final stronghold, the furthest keep away from the wars. Soon enough, even it fell. I was on the other side of the ocean when it happened, but when we crossed we knew where to go. Calen was built over the fallen kingdom. There’s still magic here, you can feel it and, like the old races, we’re all drawn to it.”

“But wouldn’t it draw out others?” Atlanta asked. “I mean, you said the old races disappeared. Who’s to say there aren’t survivors?”

“I’m one of the old races, you could say.” Marcus chuckled. “If there are survivors, young Skolar, then they’d better stay hidden.”

Atlanta frowned. If there are survivors, maybe we need them. She turned and walked towards the dais where the crumbled remains of a stone throne stood. She’d been thinking about the war against Adelaide a lot more since their arrival at Forn. She didn’t know if it was because she felt safer here, surrounded by survivors like herself, or the fact that there was no immediate need to keep running.

There were a lot of them hiding in the underground city. And they were growing restless, itching to fight back.

When they’d arrived, it hadn’t gone quite as she’d imagined. Although Marcus had been embraced by a few of the other Vampire elders, even some of the Wolf elders as well, they hadn’t welcomed her.

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