In his sleep, the memories started coming back one by one. **** Daylen faced his mother wide-eyed. The shock and surprise on his face could not be hidden. He was beyond surprised by what his mother did."What is the meaning of this mother?" he questioned finding it disturbing that he had the crown on his head."Why do you seem shocked my son, you didn't think I would leave the world without a ruler?" The moon goddess inquired of him with a bright smile on her face.A smile lights up the room when you see it condemning him to a life that he wanted nothing to do with.He hated having more reasons to be trapped in the palace. His greatest wish was to be free to explore the world that he had heard so much about."Mother you can...""You will do a great job and make me proud," his mother said to him. She kissed him on the cheek and before he could tell her about his wish and dreams. She opened the door and entered the sacred room for her nap.'This is a nightmare,' Daylen thought."The g
Daylen decided to work on his plan of getting the freedom he rightfully deserved. His mother took a nap she was not around to stop him from fulfilling his dreams.He walked into the council room to find the elders. He had come to a decision."Your highness," the elders greeted as he entered the room."I wish to speak to you all," he uttered before them with his head raised high. The elders looked at each other and back at him. For him to have come to meet them so early in the morning when he should be resting made them worry."What can we do for you, your Highness?" The elders asked of him."I want to let you know of the decision that I made," he stated. "Decision?!" they asked him in worry. They didn't like where the topic was going, the last time a god/goddess made a decision without consulting them it had been a disaster. They held their breaths in hope that whatever he had decided will not cost the world. It wouldn't be a wish the world would pay a price for. "I have made my d
Daylen transformed back to his human form and got dressed. He had spare clothes in his bag, and after getting changed he returned his bag to the bracelet and returned it to Sky.The rain was still pouring down like crazy. He was getting soaking wet from being drenched. But that couldn't get him to stop thinking about what he had done.He had let his mother down by running away. Now that he was here, he will have his vocation and find a way to make it up to his mother when he returned to the moon palace.Thinking this, the weight on his shoulders lifted. He became open to having all the types of fun he had heard about. If the journey becomes as fun as he has heard from his past lives then he would most definitely never return to the moon.Daylen allowed the rain to fall on his body. It was the first time that he was experiencing something like that in all his life. It was a fantastic experience.He raised his hands into the air and let the water touch his soft hands. It was beautiful,
"I could use a place to stay," Dayen said to the mysterious man.The man asked Daylen to follow along with him. They walked further into the village with everyone stopping to stare at Daylen."If I am going with you, I should at least get to know your name," Daylen let out striding next to the male."Syvan," the male introduced himself. They moved to the outskirts of the village across the bridge to the wooden cabin on the other side of the river.Syvan opened the door to the cabin, he ushered Daylen into the house. The living room of the cabin was neatly arranged. White chairs are arranged all around the room. The wooden table in the middle of the room had a vase with fresh flowers and plates filled with sea shells.Syvan hung his keys by the door and walked to the kitchen to make a snack for his guest. Daylen made himself at home. He set Sky at the arm of the chair and laid his head back on the chair. Being in a normal room felt strange. Not being in the silver palace on the moon
Daylen drank his tea worried. He was scared that Syvan would tell everyone who he was and why he had come to earth. Syvan was seated in his chair thinking over what the moon god had said. It was true that everyone deserved a break from their work but that was only for when the person had started working. But he too couldn't bring himself to judge Daylen. He had run away from his responsibilities to chase a life of freedom and happiness. A life with no conspiracies and deceit.Syvan drank his tea slowly considering the matter. The world needed the moon god in his palace to maintain peace and if he was down here then it was dangerous but he couldn't just force the male to return home. He was sure that if someone had asked him to go home then he too would refuse. His life in this peaceful village far away from everyone was the only thing that concerned him. "Can I get a place to sleep," Daylen asked softly. He was a beggar and as such, he didn't want to be rude and demand a place to
The night approached, and Daylen was coming around from his rest. He had enjoyed so many sweets that he had hardly noticed when he fell asleep. The first thing that he did upon waking up found Syvan. He was eager to go out in the world and find out what of the world he was missing out on. Just being there was not enough. He found the person he was looking for standing in the kitchen. The man was preparing food. He for one found no use for food as he was a god but he didn't see the harm in eating. Food was good for the body, he had heard the past gods say. His body was healthy with or without the food, being a god did come with its advantages."You are awake," Syvan stated hearing the approaching footsteps. "Yes," Daylen responded. "I need your help,' he added. Syvan gave him his attention. He continued to cook but his ears were listening to hear what the moon god needed. It was strange having the god in his house but he didn't have any other option but to act normal and not weird
The light of the sun hit the room through the window. Waking Daylen from his sleep. The little werewolf shook at the bits of his life that he had forgotten. It must have been ages back when he came to earth to experience the world for himself. Daylen wasn't sure he liked the experience he received. He pulled the blanket over his head and tried to catch some sleep. His mind was exhausted from the forceful torture of his memories returning. A scene played out in his mind. *** Daylen pulls the prince's body towards him. And presses his soft lips on the prince. Taking over the kiss. The prince's body coils into him. Seeking protection even as he punishes him with his tongue. His hips rock harder against Syvan encouraging him to go deeper. Syvan coaxes Daylen's lips open, just enough to let his tongue slide inside, his hands coming up to cup Daylen's cheek. The kiss is gentle and sweet. The perfect comfort for the two of them. Daylen matches each stroke of his tongue, tasting w
Birds cawing in the sky. Daylen rushed out of his room excited about the day. Casting aside all his fear and anxiety about leaving the room as he was filled with the joy of meeting Syvan. To inform Syvan that they weren't strangers to each other and had intact shared a bond in the past. He wasn't sure how long ago that was. The drugs in his veins had messed with his head and his genes. Daylen knew that as much as he might have been a moon god once he was certainly not anymore. If anything he was a broken god. He raced down to Syvan's room. In his excitement, he forgot to knock on the door before stepping into the room. Syvan's chambers were dimly lit with the curtains still drawn. It was impossible to make out anything inside. "I'll open the windows for him," Daylen thought out loud. As if on cue, the alarms beeps to life on Syvan's nightstand and he reaches out to silence it. His nose caught Daylen's scent in his room and he frowned. "What are you doing in my room?" he barked fe