The Woman Ruler of the Altan Clan

Chapter 114 Trust

After receiving the unexpected delivery, Khan headed straight for his room. He could no longer wait to meditate.

With a clean body after bathing, he sat on the floor with a soft carpet, gathered his concentration and began to open the gate of his bond with Shanum.

Khan felt their bond connected, his wife did not close their access. He looked with his eyes without a sound, Shanum was surrounded by green trees.

The woman was not alone, she stood facing a smiling man. The man touched the end of his hair. And Khan knew very well from the mask he used, about the man. He could not forget the form of the man who had taken his wife away.

Something inside Khan growled and his voice threatened to creep in his vocal cords. He could barely contain the voice, even though he knew he was acting like an asshole. He has no right to judge Shanum.

But it's a calm and logical side of him, but when it comes to Shanum, he's not like a normal human but rather more like a possessive human and wants to master.

Shanum's head immediately turned his head as soon as Khan could no longer hold the growl in their bondage, as if the woman felt the tremors. A fierce blend of emotions enveloped Shanum's face, like a wave of liquid fire tongues: Dignity. Grief. Terrified.

Khan heard Shanum's voice saying his name in their bond. Then Shanum flinched as he felt a touch on his cheek by the masked man.

Khan saw Shanum smiling knotfully, he saw the woman say something to the masked man. The masked man laughed, and left while shaking his head. I don't know what Shanum said until the man looked obedient like that to his wife.

Shanum turned back to Khan. His face was flat, expressionless. It was so different from the look of that face from the moment he was chatting with the masked man. This made Khan's heart as if it was firmly gripped.

So this is how you treat me, Shasha? By sending a farewell letter. And what are you doing right now with that guy? I'm still your husband, Shasha. There's no way you're that easy to forget.

Shanum gulped.

Forget me, Adri. You better not expect me anymore. I can't go back to you.

Goddamn bum! Shanum asked him to forget. Forgetting their bond. It was the same as pulling a knife into Khan's heart.

Stop that ludicrous behavior, Shasha!"

Khan let Shanum see the anger inside him, the rage that had been raging ever since he saw the friendly scene just now. Raged and spread until it flowed in all the blood vessels present in his body.

I'm sorry, Adri. I knew you would act like this.

Khan froze in disbelief.

You're what?

The dark eyes of the night stared at Khan.

I understand you'll definitely feel hurt. But I'm sure you'll get through it, Adri. You're strong, a clan leader. They will be able to choose a woman who is suitable to be with you in my place.

The knife plunged deeply, carving a hole in Khan's soul.

Wh why?

I have my own reasons. And that reason can't be if I'm still with you*.

Khan heard his wife's shrill voice reverberating in his soul, making cracks form in an instant.

Then Shanum unilaterally shut down their soul bond access. Leaving a great pain in the heart of a man who was deeply in love with him.

After re-opening his eyes, Khan froze his gaze to a single point in the field of his bedroom wall. His view looks empty. But even though it looks like that, in his mind there are fragments of his memories with Shanum.

Gradually the empty view turned into a heartbreaking one. A soft smile was engraved on the man's beautiful lips.

"This time I may not be able to survive. It feels more painful than when abandoned Sintai first," said Inner Khan.

For a month after that incident, Khan lived like a man who had lost his way. He behaved colder than ever and lived day after day becoming a slave to his work. There was no longer a happy, sad, angry, or disappointed expression on his face. Everything is flat and cold. It was as if only his body was alive, and his soul disappeared without a trace slowly heading into the void realm.

No one dared to ask or get close to Khan if not forced. Hearing his stiff and intimidating voice had made his subordinates reluctant, let alone to be stared at with that freezing look. Anyone who is sane will shy away from Khan.

Eej who saw this could not just take his hands off. He did not want the world around his son to fall back as it was when he parted ways with Sintai. He had to do something, before he finally saw the sad thing plunge his son.

Eej placed a necklace of souls, and Shanum's clothes on Khan's desk, then leaned against the chair in front of his son. They were in Khan's study at the mansion, just like when he handed over the two items following the letter one month ago.

"I think you should try to get back to Shanum through your ties." Eej flicked her hair. "The feeling in the soul bond is not that simple to forget even to be decided as long as both are alive."

Khan stared at Eej flatly. "It's just gonna be a waste, Eej." Khan looked indifferent and was again busy dealing with papers containing his work.

"You still care, son. If not from yesterday you showed Shanum's letter to his father. That guy calls you every day asking Shanum. If it wasn't for his wife's severe pregnancy effects, she might have been looking for her daughter with you."

Khan put down the paper he was holding and stared at his mother. "You're spying on me, Eej?"

Eej pulled the bench in front of his son while sighing loudly.

"I have to do it, son. Your behavior is getting more and more worried for me."

"No need to worry, Eej. I'm fine" Khan replied with a flat face.

"You can't lie to the mother who gave birth to you, son. I know you're not okay. Do you want to tell me?"

Khan was putting on his hair and taking a deep breath. "Since that day I've tried to contact her repeatedly through our bond. Don't you think I'd take it for granted to be treated like this, Eej. He owes me a more reasonable explanation."

Eej smiled faintly at the words of his son. "Thank God then.It turns out my son is not a stupid man."

Khan grunting. "You doubt my intelligence, Eej. It's not that easy he can fool me."

"Keep, what's your next plan?" urged Eej.

Khan shook his head, sighing in frustration. "I don't know..."

"Try it again, son. My hunch this time will definitely be a different result." Eej thrust the two items at him. And Khan took it while taking a serious look at his mother's face.

"Why did you give me this stuff?" Khan frowned.

Eej smiled shadyly. "I feel these two things are a clue, son. You should try it." Eej put the two items closer to Khan.

Khan nodded with a faint smile. "Thank you, Eej. Your advice will always be remembered."

Then the woman stood up, smiling once more as she stepped away leaving her pensive son staring at the necklace, and Shanum's clothes.

That night Khan said to himself that a man of hundreds of years, who had gone through a lot of things would not be afraid to do something as simple as meditating. He had tried it many times before.

But of course, I don't know why the meditation he will do this time feels different, not like the meditation he usually does. Unsettling it felt like anxiety was gripping his body and trying very hard to exert courage among the bunch of fears he felt.

But he has to make sure. Khan found something that disturbed his curiosity in Shanum's letter. The contents of the letter did not reflect his wife whom he knew, a woman full of love, having deep, strong loyalty. It was impossible in a short moment that Shanum turned into a figure that easily turned away.

Khan squeezed their wedding ring. He could feel the blood rising to his cheeks while his heart was pounding with fear that came back to him. When Shanum was exposed to the dangerous poison, endless convulsions and spewing blood, dying, while now his condition could have been the same. Prepare for death.

Nah!

Khan should not think about it, should not expect the worst to happen to his wife. There were enough shadows of that anxiety, haunting his sleep night after night. Wasn't the last time he saw, his wife was fine.

Khan took a deep breath. He opened his hand, took the ring, put it in a silver necklace. Make it a pendulum and pin it on the neck.

Khan kissed the ring, then released it back into his heart. Khan relaxed his body, began to close his eyes, trying to concentrate on entering the depths of the soul bond that unites him and his wife.

Khan stiffened, he heard many voices, screams in his head. The man felt familiar with one of the voices, the voice of his wife. It was the voice of a woman who was screaming withstanding the pain. Khan felt his heart almost stop beating.

Although his soul screamed, he checked, examined, and searched. Looking for visuals of his wife.

Then the voice disappeared. The stifling silence regained control of his entire mind and soul. Khan felt a growl in his throat, frustration making him open his eyes.

The woman immediately closed their bond access. He could not break through it forcibly. Khan felt despair begin to strangle him. He was silent, lowering his head. Now what else to do.

The bright light emanating from the soul necklace left him flabbergasted. Khan lifted his face, grabbed the necklace and glued. A whisper was heard in the air in an ancient language. He moved as if hypnotized, scooping clothes full of dried blood from the table. The ancient lyric strand led him to unite the two items.

Then he clasped the two tightly in one hand, closed his eyes again and smelled a sharp and clear smell of fear, with the familiar scent of his wife.

Khan's chest rumbled, irregular. Something began to form in his inner sense of sight. Something vaguely began to solidify perfectly in his sight.

And the whole world stopped breathing.

Khan saw his soul mate in a room. His body was stretched stiff on the bed, motionless, his face pale, with open eyes that kept shedding tears. Khan saw a bandage wrapped around one of his wife's arms. The bandage that was in the woman's veins.

Nah! Could it be that his soul mate cut off his veins, trying to kill himself? What exactly is going on? Why was the sighting this time so different from the one he had seen before?

Clenching his hands tighter, Khan tried to communicate with his wife through the bonds of their souls.

Shashas...

Khan saw Shanum close his eyes.

The woman did not answer.

Please, Honey. Don't torture me like this.

Adria... Ii'm sorry...

The air hit Khan's lungs again with a force like a punch. The roar restrained in his throat, but he did not let go, fully feeling the waves of a sharp smell of sadness and fear emanating from Shanum.

What's going on, honey? Tell me.

Khan saw Shanum open his eyes again and his eyes looked sad. Real sadness enveloped Shanum's face, turning his black-colored eyes dim.

Answer my question, Shasha.

Khan's tone of voice sounded more resolute. He did not cover up the anxiety that was increasingly poisoning his soul.

I can't.

Shanum replied slowly.

Why can't it?

Khan urged again, the chaotic mix of anger and possessiveness overcame his highly protective instincts when it came to Shanum.

Please leave me, Adri.

Khan squeezed tighter and tighter the clothes and necklace in his grasp hearing Shanum's remarks.

Then you're very selfish. You forget the loved ones who worry about you. You forget your father, your mother who is even pregnant right now, your friends. And also me.

Khan tried to suppress the suffocating feeling that controlled his throat. He breathed deeply.

But if I am worthless in your eyes, don't mind me. You just think about your father, your mother, and your friends. They all expect you to come back. Every day your father calls me, asking if I've found you. If she could leave your pregnant mother, she might be here looking for you.

Shanum's eyes were deep.

My mom's pregnant? I'll have a sister.

Yeah, so you should be willing to come back here. I believe you can help me.

Khan urged Shanum, trying to get the woman to change her decision to return.

Shanum chuckled while crying.

Okay, Adri. This time I will try to signal my location with the remnants of my strength. You've got my necklace. Hold on tight, the necklace will lead you, Adri.

Then Shanum's image faded, and his voice disappeared. Khan felt the warmth begin to tickle his fingers. He knew the necklace was reacting to his duties. Khan waited patiently and a visual was seen by him. He was clearly shown the location of his wife at this time, complete to the smallest detail.