Kiara:I open my eyes to a very comfortable environment, but a sharp pain courses through my head, reminding me of the accident.I hear a familiar voice. “You’re awake.”I look up to see Mr. Fernandez in a robe, holding a wine glass. I sit up, examining my surroundings. It’s clear I’m not at Zane’s place, and this place seems way better. It is cozy and has a warm aesthetic compared to Zane’s.“What happened? How did I get here?” I ask, and he walks up to me, his handsome face sporting a small smile.“I’m sorry for what happened. My chauffeur ran into you, but you barely had a scratch,” he says, taking a sip from his glass.“But I can’t say the same for my ride,” he adds, gesturing towards me. I rub the back of my neck, muttering an apology.The room falls silent for a moment.“I didn’t mean to, and I.. I am truly sorry.” I say again.“It’s all good. I’m glad you’re alive,” he says, walking toward a minibar in the corner.My eyes scan the room, taking in the beauty around me. I spot pi
WARNING!!xxx sceneKiara"Does putting people in situations like this make you happy?" Zane yells as he pushes me into the car.I keep mute, holding Ariana’s hand for support. My mind races as I tighten my grip on Ariana. Zane stares at me for a while before he gets into the car and bangs the door.He turns on the ignition and zooms out of the compound. I say a silent prayer as he speeds on the highway. It's partially my fault, and I don’t mean for his secret to be out in the open."Mr. Fernandez trusts me so much, and now you have managed to taint my name in his presence. I hope that makes you happy!" He slams his fist on the steering wheel.His phone rings, and he picks it. "Natalie not now!" He yells, tossing his phone to the passenger’s seat.I can feel Ariana’s body tremble, and I hold tightly, trying to assure her that she will be fine. I feel sorry for her. It's my fault that she's in this mess, and I wonder if she will want to speak to me again.After a while, we get to the h
Kiara:Ever since I witnessed Zane with that lady, my life hasn’t been the same. Two days have passed, yet my body still aches, and I had been crying nonstop. On any other day, I wouldn’t give someone as condescending and disgusting as him a second thought, but he has cursed me with this bond.“Ma’am,” Ariana interrupts my thoughts, “I think you should rest. Overthinking won’t solve anything.”I sigh, my mind a whirlwind of confusion. Zane’s silence for the past two days has me on edge. What more does he have planned? I should have heeded Ariana’s warning not to play games with him.“How can I rest at a time like this?” I ask, sitting up. “My life is crumbling, and I should have listened to you.”Outside, something crashes in the hallway. “Zane,” I tell Ariana, standing abruptly. “And he’s not alone.”Ariana tries to hold me back, but I swing open my room door. There stands Zane, his hands all over a different woman—she doesn’t resemble the one from two days ago.“We should go back to
Kiara:“Natalie!” Zane yells, rushing over to her lifeless body, which is already pale.I stand there, watching with no atom of remorse in my heart. The anger in me still burns deep, and all I can think of is a way to kill her over and over.“Look what you’ve done, you beast!” Zane yells, rushing at me with a slap. I shut my eyes and wait for the impact, but it didn’t happen.Then I open my eyes to see him standing and watching me with his fangs out, but he doesn’t do anything.He rushes out of the room, and I hear him screaming in the hallway.“Rufus! Rufus!” He yells.“Arrest that woman and get rid of that body!” He screams, walking through the hallway and throwing things.Before I can make my way out of his room, I see Rufus standing with a couple of men with a gun in hand. I do not put up a fight; rather, I put forward my wrist for the cuffs in his hands.“Rest in peace, bitch.” I say to Natalie as I am dragged out of the room.Rufus drags me down the long hallway, and I see Arian
Zane:I’m going to miss Natalie a lot, and seeing her die because of me is heart-wrenching. What I hate most is the fact that I can’t bring myself to deal with Kiara. I want to rip her heart out too, but I may end up hurting myself, and I don’t want that.Seeing Rufus hit her would have been glorious if it didn’t hurt to see your mate hurt.“Sir, I’m sorry,” Rufus says with a bow, and he turns to leave. I stare at Ariana, who hurries away too, then I face Kiara.She lets out a short laugh that pierces my soul in multiple ways.“Have you come to take the last blow?” she asks, and I stare at her without a word.I try to fight my emotions because I can’t let her see the hold she has on me. I have to be tough.“How do you feel about what you’ve done?” I ask, and she chuckles.“You mean how I feel after saving my life?” She asks. “I feel good, Zane.”I slam my hand on the wall at once, causing her to sit up with the chains clanking.“You know, I feel bad for killing a human because I do no
Kiara: I can’t sleep all day because all I can think about is what Zane might do to me. I am an Alpha female, and there’s no way I will bow to a human convert like him. Apologize? That’s foreign to my nature, and he’s not my Blake. The mention of Blake brings tears to my eyes, and I end up crying myself to sleep. “Ma’am, wake up,” someone says, touching and poking my body. My body wakes up, and the chill from the concrete floor where I lie rushes up my body faster than a lightning bolt. This causes me to open my eyes at once to see Ariana crouched beside me. “It’s morning and I’m here to give you your breakfast,” she says, and I groan, refusing to sit up. I have fought so hard to keep going, but life is becoming unbearable. The thoughts of Blake still cloud my mind and I feel an ache in it, as I wonder what he could be doing with Veronica at the moment. “Ma’am, please eat. Mr. Malibu will be here in a few minutes to bring you out to the entire house, and he plans to…” “Show me
Kiara: The next time I open my eyes, the first thing I notice is my decaying arm. That’s the power of Argentum. It’s not just any stake, but the most dreaded stake by werewolves. I might wonder how Zane got a hold of it, but he loathes wolves and hunts them down. Even with the pain I’m going through, I get out of bed. This is when I note my environment. This isn’t the dungeon or the mansion, because the bed is rather small, and the furniture looks old and weird. “You are awake.” His voice sends chills down my spine. I shoot him a glance, and then back to my decaying arm, which hurts as much as a thousand bricks being placed on my body. “Contrary to what you wanted, well I am,” I say to him, and a frown etches his face, which I don’t care about. He stares at my hand weirdly before he walks away, slamming the door. At this moment, I don’t have the strength to fight because I’m barely standing on my feet. Everything hurts and my legs are wobbly. I try to reach for the door, but h
Kiara: “Ah! Mr. Malibu!” Ariana exclaims, leaping to her feet as I cough up a dreadful amount of blood. “Damn!” Zane groans in my mind. He’s getting hurt too, and it’s satisfying to see that my suffering isn’t much fun for him. She dashes towards the door, but Zane opens it before she can reach for the handle. His eyes widen at the sight before him, and he immediately backs away, rushing out and slamming the door. Ariana paces around the room, her hands shaking terribly. She hurries to get a glass of water from the table while I sit numbly, bloodied. It’s supposed to hurt a lot, but a part of me doesn’t want it to end because I want my life to end. Even if everyone else turns their backs on me, I didn’t expect my father to do the same, so I feel alone in the world, and it’s becoming burdensome. “Take this,” Ariana says, handing me the glass of water. But when I take a sip, my throat burns terribly. “Make it stop.” I hurl the glass towards the door, and I look up to see Zane sta