Let Them Kneel (kaelani and Julian) novel Chapter 108

Julian finally reached her—as if the world had bent just long enough to deliver him.

He dropped to his knees before her.

The stone beneath him was jagged and unforgiving, but he barely felt it. All he could see was her—goddess-like beneath the moonlight, power and sorrow woven around her like a second skin.

His voice cracked as he spoke, thick with desperation and something rawer than pain.

“I know I haven’t treated you the way you deserve.”

He swallowed hard, the lump in his throat a cruel reminder of everything he’d failed to say.

“I know I hurt you. But if you just give me a chance… I’ll spend the rest of my life making it right.”

His voice broke again—gutted, real.

“We’re mates, Kaelani. We were made for each other. Don’t let him poison your mind with his bullshit—can’t you see what he’s doing? He’s trying to tear us apart.”

“And can’t you see,” Draevyn cut in with chilling calm, “that he’s no different from the father who was too ashamed to claim you… and the mother who was too selfish to cherish you?”

The words landed like a blade through Kaelani’s heart.

Her lips parted, but no sound came.

A single tear slipped down her cheek.

Then another.

And another.

Julian saw them fall—and it hollowed him.

She was slipping.

His chest rose, but no air came.

“Kaelani…” Her name broke from his lips, barely more than a breath, as if saying it might hold him together.

“Go home, Julian,” she whispered, cutting him off with a quiver in her voice that shattered him more than any rejection ever could.

“Stop looking for me.”

But Julian surged forward and caught her hand. The moment their skin touched, the bond flared—wild, electric, searing between them.

“No.” His voice was guttural, burning.

“I’ll never stop looking for you. I’ll never stop fighting for you.”

Kaelani pulled her hand from his grasp, the pain in her chest rippling through her entire being.

“Then we should sever the bond,” she said, her voice splintering.

Julian shook his head violently.

“No. You’d have to reject me… but I’ll never accept it. Not in this life. Not in the next.”

His voice shattered to a trembling murmur, crashing against the walls of her heart.

“I’ll live with the pain. I’ll let it rot me from the inside… until it takes my last breath.”

Kaelani flinched like he’d struck her.

“Julian…” She spoke his name like a plea—one last tether to mercy, to reason, to something that might make this hurt less for both of them.

But Draevyn stepped forward, voice like ice and ash.

“It’s all right,” he said.

“She’s a powerful Fae. Stronger than you’ll ever understand. Your little soul bonds mean nothing here.”

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