KIARA Keenan stepped into the room, an icy look in his eyes. He moved towards Wren and I, grabbed her by her uninjured wrist and pulled her to his side. He stared at me for a moment and started to head towards the door, dragging her along. "I know she provoked you. However, you didn't have to retaliate," he said, halfway to the door.I scoffed, the heat of my annoyance still sizzling within me. "Provoked?" I scoffed, clenching my fists. "She tried to attack me!"Wren stole a glance at me, her eyes bloodshot. "I understand."Keenan's response was bland, it spiked my annoyance."I apologize on her behalf. I'll make sure an occurrence of this manner won't happen again," he stated and stormed out of my room, leaving me to gape at the door in utter disbelief.Was he in support of what his sister had done or was it just...My train of thoughts came to an abrupt halt at the sound of a thunderous slap accompanied by Wren's cry of pain. I blinked, surprised at the turn out of the sit
DENZEL It happened in a blur. One moment, I was trapped at the back of my mind; the next moment, I was back in control, my hand hovering in midair. I stared down at my mate, blood draining from my face at the sight of how terrified she looked. She was trembling with fear. Her eyes were squeezed shut, and her face was as white as sheets. Slowly, I dropped my hand and took a step backwards, bile rising up the back of my throat.Nausea swept through me, and I stumbled away from Kiara, rushing into the bathroom to throw up. I was sick with both rage and despair. Adam had dared to use my body to try to hurt my mate. If I had been a second too late, she could have gotten hurt. "Denzel?! Is that you?" Kiara's voice broke the silence, riddled with a mix of concern and confusion.The air was thick with tension as she approached. I didn't want her near me. I was too ashamed and appalled by my own foolishness. If only I'd asked her to leave the moment she'd walked in. "Denzel! Are you alri
KIARA At first, I was merely suspicious of the smell of the chicken soup. It had a hint of an acrid smell. But when the silver bracelet around my wrist started to turn black, I figured it out right away. The bracelet was a gift from my mother. I'd never taken it off. Today, it saved me from what could have been a painful experience. I gulped, my limbs trembling.I looked up to meet Denzel's gaze. He appeared calm, but his rage was barely contained. I could feel it through our mating bond.I watched as he ordered the maids to get rid of the meals on the table. Keenan hurried in, looking alarmed. "You called for me, your majesty?" He asked, his eyes wide. "I want you to investigate the source of the poison," Denzel said, and Keenan stiffened."W-what? Someone tried to poison you? H-How..."Denzel cut him off. "Don't ask me. Do what you've been told," he waved him off, and Keenan bowed before rushing out of the dining room. Denzel walked up to me and took hold of my arm. He st
KIARA Melissa's claws sank into the curve of my shoulder, and I jabbed my elbow into her stomach, knocking the air out of her lungs. She stumbled backwards, clutching at her stomach, a mixture of pain and fury brewing in her eyes."You got stronger," she commented, her eyes darkening. "Of course I did." My retort dripped with defiance. My hands seized a white bathrobe off its hanger by the wall. In swift motions, I wrapped the robe around me and tied the sash around my waist with my gaze fixed on Melissa.Fueled by rage, she launched another attack. I dodged her blows, maneuvering her towards the tiled wall. The impact left a vivid red stain on the wall as she collided with it, the metallic smell of blood permeating the air. Hostile hisses escaped her lips as she struggled to her feet, half blinded by the blood now flowing down her face. "I'll kill you. I'll fucking kill you, you hear me!" She screamed at me, flashing her blood-stained fangs at me.I should have felt fear. I
KIARA I jolted awake with a gasp, bringing a hand to my baby bump in remembrance of the anguish I'd suffered. Right before I'd passed out at the training arena, Denzel had showed up, his eyes filled with concern. I stared at the pink sky through the window. Dusk had arrived. This meant that I'd been unconscious for hours. Was my baby okay? The memory of the amount of blood that had left my body was enough to bring tears to my eyes. My hands began to tremble at the thought that my baby was in danger. "Are you in pain?" I turned to look at Denzel, who was seated by my side, his brows creased. I reached out for him, and he took my hand in his, pressing a kiss to the back of my palm. "My baby... is she okay?" I breathed, swallowing past the painful lump in my throat. "She's alright. She's safe," he responded, and I sighed, tears of relief filling my eyes. "W-what happened? Did I do something wrong?" I rasped, my gaze meeting Denzel's gentle ones. "It wasn't your fault," he said,
KIARA Cassy managed to help me serve quite a delicious meal to my mate. Even so, I couldn't tell him I'd taken part in the cooking. I went to bed late that night. Denzel had been busy with some work in his study. Therefore, I fell asleep without him.When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a rocky terrain with unyielding mists. The sky was cloudy, and the air was chilly. I furrowed my brows, puzzled. This strange terrain didn't seem like a mere dream. There was a feeling of deja vu gnawing at me. This place reminded me of Lucas. Was this another trick of his? There was no way he had sneaked into my mind despite Denzel's imprint, right? "What did you do? I couldn't enter your mind for a while," a familiar voice spoke from behind me, and I curled my hands into fists, frustration bubbling up inside of me. Speak of the devil. Taking a deep breath, I turned around to see Lucas standing there with his hands shoved into the pockets of his black pants. He wasn't wearing a shirt, an
DENZEL My mate stared at me with wide, fearful eyes. I could feel the wild racing of her heartbeat. Was she that afraid of being alone? Letting out a sigh, I cupped her face and pressed a kiss to her forehead."The annual peace treaty meeting will be held for three days. As king of the mountain wolves, it is important for me to attend the event," I said to her. Kiara's frown deepened."Three days? That's a long time. What do I do when I miss you?" She mumbled. I smiled at her. She was so adorable when she mumbled like that. "You can stay in my room," I told her, and she blew out a breath."Fine. You have to come home right after the event, okay?" My heart warmed at the sound of the word 'home'. Kiara might not have thought much about it. However, it meant a lot to me. "When will you be leaving?" She asked, gazing at me. "Tonight," I responded.She nodded slowly, and I grinned, pulling her into my embrace. Holding her like this brought me so much relief from the continuous
KIARA "You have to leave before my father returns, do you understand?" He asked me, his dark eyes wide. I gulped. I should be afraid of the danger in his eyes. I shouldn't have hesitated. But seeing him covered in blood was hurtful. And it hurt even more, knowing that I couldn't do anything to help him. "Snap out of it, Kiara. I won't die from all of this. You've been feverish since last night, this place is not safe for you," he said. This time his gaze was softer. I'd always wondered why his voice had a certain maturity to it. I knew he was older than me by a couple of years. Even so, he spoke as though he was centuries old. I found it fascinating. "Do you not hear me?" I sighed, lowering my gaze."What about you? That man won't stop hurting you. How can we escape this place when there's no door or window?" I asked. He reached out to take a hold of my hand in a loose grip. His bloodied fingers stained mine, but I did not feel disgusted. "Trust me, will you?" He whispered