Chapter 4
After dealing with his old tribal assassin brothers, the one thing that troubles him the most is what Trent had told him before he died. In his haste, Colton rushed back towards the village heading straight for the tavern, ignoring the way the village folks were looking at him while setting up for the day. “I have to get to Clara” with worry coursing through his veins he could only hope he can make it to her in time, having her in his arms safe away from harm's way. Making his way back to where he left Clara in Kenneth’s office. Once he reached the tavern heading towards the office doors in the back of the building, trying to figure out what is going around him inside the guild. Keeping his emotions neutral while walking into the office narrowing his green eyes while making his way to stand in front of Kenneth’s desk. “Good, Cole, you made it back.” One look at Kenneth, Colton knew something was wrong, something must have happened. “Ken, what is going on? Where is Clara?” Trying to keep his voice calm and not headed into a blind rage at what was happening around them. Kenneth could only tense when seeing Colton ready to head out on a murderous rampage to find Clara. “Cole. Clara was at the clinic helping with the patients. On her way back here, they took her with a group of men looking for the Elven artifacts” trying so hard not to seem terrified with the young man sitting in front him. “What do you mean they took her?” narrowing his now dark forest green eyes growling deep from within his chest, standing up waiting for a reply when Kenneth passed him a note stating if they don’t hand over the artifacts they will kill the young women on sight. Looking at Kenneth seeing the worry and anger within his own dark brown eyes towards the ones who would take Clara as a hostage. “My boy, leave and get Clara. Make sure those bastards get what they deserve for taking her” nodding to Kenneth while hiding the built up rage coursing through his Wolf-bane blood. “Don’t worry, I will make sure they pay” turning around leaving the office with only one thought on his mind Clara. Double checking he has all of gear ready to go encase a fight broke out at Clara’s small home. Once done he pulled up his half mask hiding the bottom half of his face from view. Closing up his dark emerald cloak with his is the family crest on the back with a full circle and white wolf in the center howling he makes his way into the forest, using his wolf-bane senses to make out where the bastards had taken her. Finding only the one was inside her home in her bedroom, trying to stay quiet and keep his rage from building up from within his soul he heads towards the back of the house to creep in with no one noticing his presence in the house. Trying to pin point Clara among the kidnapper in her home knowing if whoever has her inside has not done anything to harm her or swear to the gods above he will make sure the bastard will suffer. Sensing her in the bathroom in the small bedroom where the bastard that took her still was. Colton made his way towards her location noticing there was blood covering all over the walls. Looking off to the side his greens eyes widen in wonderment on how someone had gotten to the bastard before he could. Turning round and ignoring the dead body in the room Colton could only get to Clara who was in the bathroom. Opening the bathroom door looking around the room he noticed one thing was wrong. Finding Clara was lying in the bathtub in lukewarm water asleep with her arms folded onto the side of the bathtub with head sweet head resting on her bruised arms. Seeing that they bruised her head to toe and noticing the iron scent of a blood was too much that was coming from her own body. “Clara, what have they done to you.” Picking Clara up from the bathtub minding her injuries of being beaten. He also notices she was s****l assaulted by the bastard that is lying dead in her bedroom on the floor. “even though I wasn’t able to kill him myself. What is the impertinency right now is to find away to help Clara over come her torture from this day” still in thought Colton took off with his special cargo in his arms, promising he would never leave her side ever again? “Clara, I swear on my behalf of my late fathers grave. I will protect and keep you safe, that is a promise” making his way towards the tavern with Clara arranged onto his back for better maneuver. Making their way towards the back entrance that will lead straight Kenneth’s office through the stairway up towards the guild manor. Walking into Kenneth’s office placing Clara down onto the couch. Taking a step back from seeing her beautiful face marred with bruises. Looking away from her sleeping form Colton could only think of a way to make sure those bastards pay for what they had done to this kind-hearted women who saved his life. Grabbing a warm blanket to place over her to keep her warm, able to sit down in front of the couch leaning his head back against the softness of the couch. Only thing on his mind was to find away to keep her safe from all of this crap his own tribal men have done. “There is one place that I know that may help Clara from this horrible tragedy. I Just hope we won’t be carted off over to my old homeland if need be. But, I will do anything to help her over come this abuse, I swear on it” taking one final glance at Clara’s sweet sleeping face, grabbing her small delicate bruised hand into his larger one squeezing her hand making sure she was there and not a dream. What he just realized even if he is not so sure himself, she had weaseled her way into his soul and into his own cold heart. These feelings he is so raw and new to him, he will do anything to keep her happy. After everything that has happen since late last night and early this morning to ending their day from this late afternoon, letting sleep take over his body and mind from everything that has happened not realizing Kenneth was already back from his own meeting. “Well, then this is very interesting. At least now everything will set into place for young Clara and the young lord Colton. Seems the past must repeat itself with how the red love of fate binds these two together. Oh, well I guess I must inform Kye about this.” Chuckling to him while walking around his office not to disturbed them both from their own slumber. Smiling to himself while writing a quick note to the Head hunter of Theila, letting him know there will be two young travellers heading towards his direction. Last thing he wrote was about Clara and how much she has grown as a child to wonderful women. Kenneth noticed after a while on how Clara looked from her spot on the couch in his office, narrowing his dark eyes he knew she will need all the help she can get from being abused and used from the ones who had harmed her. “Kyro your daughter will need to have an eye kept on her, our old homeland only caused more harm than peace. Whoever sent out the assassins to get rid of Colton Hearthridge for the murder of his father and his entire clan. in which we both know the young man was framed for the crimes he had not committed. Maybe this is what she needs to know what true love feels like between her own soul mate as you have once done my old friend” Signing his name at the end of the letter praying Kyro gets the letter soon. Before he has to travel himself to stop him from going a war path to annihilate his old home and tribe. Then again, maybe that wouldn’t be so bad. Shaking his head in humour at seeing his old friend destroy something he had once loved. Looking over towards the two young lovers, seeing that Colton was also laying on the couch next to Clara holding her smaller frame against large frame keeping safe from the outside world around them. One last glance in their direction Kenneth summoned one of his fast hawks to have reach his old best friend in time before he sends the off in the morning to Clara’s Father Guild hidden in the mountains. Still no one knows Kyro Heithmen, the suppose of dead Chief of the Wolf-Bane Tribe twelve years ago was alive and well. Sighing one last time keeping a watch on the two sleeping mates while waiting for a reply from the Head Hunter Guilds in Tar Venn Post eastern of where the village his Guild belongs. Who knows what the world will be like when these two young souls learn to love each other, trust each other and fight for what is right to save the lands and the world of Ishtra from the vile wolf-bane King who took over the tribe 12 years ago after the suppose of death of their late Lord Kyro. The vile king now rules the lands of Keizen valley the village down below the valley being controlled by the Wolf-bane tribe from the mountains above. The terrified villagers could not open the village gates in fear of what the tribal men and women could do to them when angered from the smallest of things. Only, one woman could keep the information flowing to one oldest best friends old flame in hopes to help reunite him with his daughter, who is now a beautiful 18-year-old young woman; that has become a renowned healer all over Ishtra though the grape vines of travelling merchants. No one will know what fate has in store for Clara and Colton, will love come out on top or will death become their own downfall through the trials of winning another war in the lands of Keizen Valley of Ishtra.
To Be Continued