Gelder Shorts

Gelder Shorts- Chapter One: Kowan’s Anger Part 1

This is the first chapter in the Gelder Shorts, a mini-series to add depth to the characters introduced in The True Immortal Series that are available on Amazon. They are stand-alone series and can be enjoyed by themselves, but they are intended to be read after you read the books.

Each chapter will focus on one character’s story and be comprised of five parts, with a new addition being released every week on Wednesday’s.

Hope you  enjoy them!

Kowan’s Anger

“So your name is Kowan?” The vile female sidles closer to me, pressing her devious self into my personal space.

“Yes and you are Lady Annabeth.” I make my words cold, stiffening my stance to add distance between us.

“Have you ever thought about claiming a woman? I think that I might love a good, hard claiming from a male like you.” Her sickeningly sweet voice rings false.

Her words cause a lurching pain in my chest. Claiming a female is a dream that died long ago inside of me. When my offer of a heart bond was thrown back in my face.

I stifle my biting response to this insipid female, keeping the words I actually want to say to myself. These meetings are the real hardship of our agreement with the mortal worlds. I despise these interactions.

Luckily, I usually can avoid them, except today’s claiming is too important. The King’s mate is finally of age, no one but the very best can be here to escort her to him. Every leader of the main power lineages is here on Earth for the express purpose of seeing her safely to the Gelder Royal Fleet.

A mate. I marvel at the beauty of the soul mate that our King has found. Our King is one of the very few warriors who has been blessed with the gift of a mate.

Such a bittersweet experience, every male who undergoes a mating of the souls is plagued with the bond madness. But if they can overcome it, there is nothing sweeter than sharing eternity with the other half of ourselves.

I once dreamed of a bond like that, and when I gave up on that, I offered my heart to Sylva, and she threw it back at me. Stomping on the ground for good measure. Her words from that day still plague me.

“Kowan, you know that you are the one male that I feel closest too. But we can’t bond, not like that.” Sylva’s brown eyes stare at me in disbelief. As if she cannot believe that I would ask her to join with me.

“Why not like that? We have been partners on every mission we have ever been on. Went through training together, we are closer than most mated pairs.” I grab her hands, “And physically, we are more than compatible.” I growl at her, we have pleased each other several times over the centuries. Both of us often turning to the other for physical release.

“Kowan, we are not more than compatible, we are fine…”

Her words ricochet through me, I drop her hands.

“That is not what I meant…Kowan!” I ignore Sylva’s plea. Her words are ringing in my ears.

Lies, all of it. She always told me that I made her feel new things, that never before had she ever felt so close to someone during the joining of bodies. Obviously that was a lie.

But not to me. For me it was true, she was the one female that I ever felt affection for. The only one that I thought could thaw the ice around my heart. Clearly, I was wrong.

Females, all of them, are devious. Even Gelder females it seems. As the Stars as my witness, I will never claim another female. Ever.


“Come on Kowan, what do you say? I have some time before the ceremony, you could give me a little taste as to what a woman who is claimed experiences.” The stupid human thrusts her artificially enhanced breasts into my chest and actually pulls her top down, exposes both nipples to the air.

She has gone too far if anything less that Gelder honor was holding me back I would not be able to stop myself from throwing this vile creature from me. She enjoys tormenting the humans around her. I can smell it on her, how she enjoys the feeling of superiority she wields when others cower before her.

I fear for our Queen’s fate that she will have to have this so-called ‘Lady’ be the one who helps prepare her for her new life.

To prevent myself from saying something that I would not regret, I simply walk away.


“She is exquisite, Kowan. Did you see her?” Etan, the caeli master in our Queen’s guard, asks me.

“Yes, Air Master, I saw her. She will do admirably as our Queen.” I respond to him while sharing a dark look with Amell. The terra, or rock, master. He is my second in command in the Queen’s elite guard, and he would not have failed to notice the rags she was dressed in.

We also paid a visit to her home today and know that we have been deceived in regards to her welfare. That is why we arranged for her to have the dress she is changing into waiting for her. The King would not be happy to see her in the attire these humans thought was acceptable.

“She is too good for Danion.” The bitter words are mumbled, but still audible, coming from the newly un-banished firemaster.

“Quiet, you speak ill against the King at your own peril,” I growl to him. Arsenio has caused enough problems, I refuse to allow more while he is in my command. “Are only responsibility is to protect the treasure that is Eleanor and deliver her safely to her mate,” I speak to him, but my words are for all of the warriors before me.

“Really? That skinny, disease infested slut is who you all are so excited about? She is nothing.” Lady Annabeth asks in disbelief.

Her words, on top of her outrageous behavior from before, is too much. I whirl to face her. “I will say this once, and once only. You are a disgusting plague in the galaxy, people like you who think of nothing but themselves. If we did not take an oath to protect all mortal life, I would take pleasure in killing you myself. As would every member of this guard.”

I can feel my power climbing inside me, threatening to burst free and attack the female who would disparage our Queen.

Eleanor is everything I thought a mate would be. Everything that Danion needs. If I were ever to meet a female like her, I might just be able to forget about Sylva, that festering thorn that refusing to leave my side. This female insulting that fragile and starving female is too much.

I am seconds away from losing control, there is nothing I can do about it. A hand on my shoulder pulls me back, I look over my shoulder and am shocked that Arsenio is the one grounding me. Allowing me to borrow his control.

His eyes glint devilishly, and suddenly Annabeth is surrounded in flames. She screams slightly and then turns rapidly in a circle, looking for a way out.

“Insult Eleanor Sette again, and these flames will be the last thing you ever see. I am not as honorable as Kowan here is.” Arsenio promises, then lets the flames slowly disappear.

Annabeth turns and knocks on the door, eager to be back in the presence of Eleanor.

Arsenio sends me a smile, “Now that was fun.

I can’t help my answering smile. I don’t know about fun, but the flames sure helped me let go of my anger.