Knights of Past

KNIGHTS OF PAST THE TRANSFUSION SAGA # 13 STEPHANIE HUDSON HUDSON INDIE INK Knights of Past The Transfusion Saga #13 Copyright © 2023 Stephanie Hudson Published by Hudson Indie Ink www.hudsonindieink.com This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this ebook with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this digital copy of the book and did not purchase it, or it wasn’t purchased for your use only, then please return to your favourite book retailer and purchase your own copy. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author. All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, and incidents are either the product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously. The author acknowledges the trademark status and trademark owners of various products referred to in this work of fiction, which have been used without permission. The publication/use of these trademarks is not authorised, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners. Knights of Past/Stephanie Hudson – 1st ed. I dedicate this book to Ireland. Where I found comfort in its rolling green hills, And serenity in its stunning countryside. I found sunshine in the rain, And wind lifting the leaves making them dance, There is laughter and friendliness, Smiles in the shops and music for my walks. But most of all there is inspiration for my book, And creative thoughts for my pages. Thank you, Ireland, for all the words CONTENTS 1. Loyal Promises 2. Family Connections 3. Peace and Forgiveness 4. Holy Requests 5. If the Crown Fits 6. A Royal Welcome 7. Caged Beast 8. Blood Feast 9. Home 10. Cursed to Dream 11. Dating the Aftermath 12. Other LIves 13. A Blanket of Crimson 14. Eternal Vows 15. New Delicious Sins 16. Wedding Confessions 17. Driving Home Secrets 18. Transfusion Take Two 19. Never a Good Time for a Cowboy 20. Working Girl 21. An Indulgent Husband 22. The Day Before Christmas 23. Memories Preserved 24. Father-in-Law Wisdom 25. Chosen One Choices 26. Ancient Threads to Pull 27. A New Path 28. Painful Goodbye 29. Time Uraveled 30. Historically Complicated 31. Acting the Part Acknowledgments About the Author Also by Stephanie Hudson Other Hudson Indie Ink Authors LOYAL PROMISES AMELIA I took a deep breath and looked up as if I could still see his heavenly light, closing my eyes the moment I realized it was already long gone. With a shudder, I remembered the promise I made him the second glorious white wings had erupted from his back. Then once he had gathered his daughter’s body in his arms and stood, I quickly did the same. In that moment he had looked down to me and while placing his forehead to mine, he asked, “Wait for me.” Of course, my promise was said instantly in return, “Always.” * * * “Amelia!” I heard my parents both shout, making me turn in time to see them running towards me. In that moment of deep vulnerability, I ran towards them, meeting them halfway after an emotional sob tore free. “Mum, Dad!” I shouted, seconds before throwing myself into their awaiting arms. I felt the tears soaking into my dad’s black shirt as he held my head cradled to his chest and my mum hugged me from behind. I hardly took note that my father looked barely affected by the fight with my mother. However, my mum was looking a little worse for wear with her jeans now ripped at the knees and her dark red sweater near in tatters. “God’s child,” my dad breathed before I felt him tense, holding me tighter as if he was still trying to find the words. I pulled back a little so I could look up at him and with tears streaming down my face, I told him on a shuddering breath, “I did it, Dad… I… I beat him.” At this his own eyes glistened with unshed tears as the pride poured out of him. He reached up and cupped my cheek. “That you did, my child… you were utterly breath-taking.” I smiled before biting my lip, and my tears started to flow more freely before I hiccupped a sob back and threw my arms around him. “Oh, Dad!” He wrapped his own arms around me once more, this time lifting me slightly, so he could whisper, “I was wrong, all these years. I was so wrong, and I am so sorry, baby girl… so sorry I tried to protect you… I… I was so blind… I…” I gripped him tighter before telling him, “It’s okay, Dad, I get it… I understand it.” At this he lowered me down until my feet were back on the ground so he could look down at me and take my tears away with his thumbs, just like he used to do when I was a kid. Then he told me earnestly, “Then understand this, my child, I could not be any prouder of you, Amelia, than I am in this moment. I feel as if my pride will burst this old man’s heart. Your strength, your courage, your heart and the power of your good soul… all of it was a gift to witness.” I grinned up at him and felt the emotions pour out of me, especially when I heard him say, “You saved your mother, my Chosen…” He paused at this and pulled my mother to his side. And just like my own Fated had done to me, he bent his head enough to place his forehead to hers as emotions led his actions. And he wasn’t the