Three weeks later

"Don't tell me you're putting it off again."
Kiara walks around to Marquése's side of the bed, sitting beside him before kissing him on his temple.

"Actually I'm not. I think I finally know who I want to pick and I think he's the perfect person for the job."

"Really? Who?"

"Ok, what do you think about Khal?",

"Khal? Wow are you serious?"

"Yeah, I mean I don't really trust anybody else and well I haven't really gotten to know a lot of the pack's people yet but I do know him and I trust him."

"You know I didn't really think you'd consider him. He'd be honored to be your Beta."

"Yeah I hope so too."

"You haven't done that in a while."

"What?"

"You mind - talking to me or whatever you call it. You just did."

"Oh sorry I didn't realize, and I don't really call it anything. I don't have a name for it yet."

"Well then maybe you should give it a name."

"Like what?"

"Um I don't know. Mind-talk?"

"Yeah I don't think so." Marquése laughs

"Oh my Goddess! I've just had the best idea. Do you think you can do it, like with other people and not just me?"

"Um, I've never thought about that, I-I don't know."

"Well maybe you should try."

A seed of doubt bloomed within him, not wanting to be the crazy King that talks in other people's mind.

That king seems crazy. That king is one that no one wants to follow.

"I'm not so sure about that baby, I'm different ok, this is not a normal thing to do remember?"

Kiara turns his head to her, looking deep into his eyes.
"You're the king now, there is no one more powerful than you and those people down there, they love you. They may not know you to the fullest but maybe you should show them who you are. Besides, who is anyone to say what normal should be."

She caresses his jaw softly and he looks up into her eyes, a thoughtful look on his face.
He was considering it.

"They could hate me for being a fr-"

"Hey! Don't you dare say that word, you are not a freak and they will not hate you."

She sees it the second he caves and she gives him a small smile.
"Fine I'll try it, but who should I try it on though?"

"What about Khal?" Kiara thinks out loud.

"Ok."

He did say I could trust him after all.
Time to test that trust.

"I'll go get him."
His giddy mate exits the room, going down the stairs to the lower level of the house in search for Khal. In the time that she took to get back, Marquése stood there thinking her idea over.

Was he really going to do this?

"Here he is."
The two enter the room and Marquése smiles at Khal greeting him.

"Khal."

"Hey man, what's up? Kiara says that you have something you wanna show me?"

"It's not really to show, it's uh..."

"Let's just say that you'll know it when you experience it."

"Uh, Ok."  Khal was a little skeptical about the whole thing. He had no idea what they were talking about.

Marquése steps up, staring at him, his eyes switching over to Kiara to see if she really wanted him to do this.
She nods her affirmative and he takes a deep breath, proceeding.

"Khal."

"What the-" Khal eyes were as wide as saucers as he heard the voice in his head; jumping back from Marquése as he recognizes the voice to be his.

"Hey khal just calm down, it's ok." Kiara holds his hand both trying to assure him and hold back her giggles.

"What the hell just happened? What did you just do man?"

Kiara looks to Marquése and he stares at her intensely before speaking.

"I spoke to you... through your mind."

"What? How the hell did you do that?"

"I don't know, I've just always had the ability to do it."

It was like the room was spinning for Khal.
All of this really didn't make any sense to him. He had no idea what was going on or exactly how Marquése spoke to him through his mind but he sure as hell was curious.

"Can you do it again."

Marquése looks towards Kiara first before turning his head to Khal.

"It's pretty cool huh?"

"Yeah" Khal laughs, "Kinda scary but still cool."

"And he could do it for the better part of his life."

"Wow. That's amazing. Do you think you can do it with other people?"

"That's what she said bug I think it's best that we keep it to just you, for now."

"Yeah you're probably right. Do you have a name for it though?"

"Actually I don't."

"Well you do use your mind to talk to me so I guess a connection is created somehow, like we're linked."

"I guess."

"I got it what about mind connection?"

"Um I'm not so sure about that one."
Marquése laughs

"Ok. What about Mind-link?"

Kiara turns to both of them smiling as Khal had figured out the perfect name for Marquése's ability.

"Mind-link. Cool."

An hour later and Khal was just getting use to having Marquése's voice in his head.

"It's weird, like having a second Wolf."

"Yeah that would be a whole other walk in the park." Kiara says and Marquése agrees

"Uh Khal that's actually not the only reason why I came to find you. We have other news.

"Yeah well it cant be any better than what just happened."

"Maybe it can."

"Khal, I'd like for you to be my beta."

"What? Wow that would be amazing! I'd be so honored Marquése."

Khal was elated, smiling and thanking Marquése profusely as Kiara smiles at the exchange.

"Ok then I guess we just have to make it official-"

"Alpha! We're under attack!"
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All eyes turn to the guard that just bursted into the room, effectively interrupting the previous conversation.

"What are you talking about?!" Marquése shouts at him and the man stubbles in, in a complete frenzy.

"We're being attacked by what looks like rogues sir. They're at the south border.
We need you!"

Instincts kick in at this moment, all thought of previous conversations aborted.
The Alpha king was in control now and he'd be dammed if he was going to let anyone attack his people.

"Gather all the guards that you can find and bring them with you! Meet me at the south border, we have to contain this."

The three men started bursting out the room when Kiara yells trying to stop her mate.

"Marquése wait!"

He pauses for a second looking at her and she stares at him,
"Please be careful."

"I will and you be safe, go to our room and stay there ok." He kisses her forehead

"Ok."
That was the last word he heard before he ran out the room, leaving her to run with the group of men to get to the South Gate.

As soon as they arrive there, their eyes behold the sight of a war that has been raging long before they came.

Marquése couldn't believe what he was seeing, men were there fighting with swords and spears, all intent on killing each other.

They couldn't turn in the day time like he could and because of that fact he was intent on doing the same, not wanting to reveal yet another secret today.

That didn't stop him though, because with a sword in his hand and rage in his body, he and his fellow men charge onto the battle field, swords swinging.

There was no way he would just let his people die like that.

He ran his sword through the enemies he came upon, killing the people who dared to attack his people.

He wasn't afraid of fighting as he had the strength of his Wolf pushing him forward.

He also wasn't afraid of war but he sure as hell could do without it, and that's why he couldn't believe that they would just attack like this. They attacked without even giving him a chance to talk, not even making demands for what they wanted, just fighting.

Maybe all they wanted was death.

The watchful eyes of the enemy were waiting though and as soon as Marquése came into sight on the field, the order to stop was disperse over the battlefield.

The intruders pull back quickly, and everyone stops, wondering what the hell was going on. The losses that the warriors of Pack Vencer sustained were low and he thanked Goddess for that.

They turn to look at their King for their orders and Marquése holds up a hand for them to stand down as well.

In a moments notice, what seems to be the leader of their enemy steps forward.

This caught everyone's attention

"Who are you and what the hell do you all want with us?"

Silence

"How dare you attack my people on my land!"

That statement seemed to strike a cord as the man takes another menacing step forward before going to pull off his hood.

As soon as the man's rugged face comes into view, everyone on the stained battlefield goes almost deadly silent.

"You know exactly who I am boy."