"The Wild King" epilogue pt. 2
My next few months were filled with reading and conversations with Zee. I interacted with no one else, though I never thought much of that. The tranquility of being in-between the brutal indifference of The Wild and the overbearing noise and chaos of...
"The Wild King", Final Chapter
King set me down just outside of the cabin, carrying the fox carcass inside and tossing it on the floor. He looked back to me, then to the wolf, who had grown restless in her loneliness, having relieved herself several times in the cabin. The interior...
"The Wild King", chapter 14
The next morning, King woke before me. I rose out of bed, as I had to do, and I took the sheets down to the river to wash them. He would join me soon afterward, standing next to me as I dropped heavy rocks on the corners of the sheets, pinning it to...
"The Wild King", chapter 15
The red wolf had begun showing signs. I was horrified to behold it, but over the proceeding month, her stomach had distended noticeably. She had been restless, clearly wanting to prepare herself some sort of den. King was taking her out on walks...
"The Wild King", chapter 13
Sunday was tense between us. The wedding was the next day, and King was in and out of the house, preparing it. He'd said very little to me, we prepared our own meals for breakfast. I mainly spent the morning wandering about, as I was told explicitly...