Zique walked into the house, trying his best to totally forget about what Gabe said. Kiara was already his, and more over, she would always be his. Was that why he pitied Gabe?He was five years older than Zique and yet he hadn’t found his mate, and now the first person he had ever showed feelings for was already taken. It wasn’t his fault, so Zique couldn’t really blame him…he probably fell when he least expected it.After all, Gabe wouldn’t be stupid enough to have willingly fell in love with someone he knew he couldn’t have. As he said just now, ‘the heart wants what it wants’, and it was true, for his seemed to have reached out for her.Zique could only hope that what he said after that was just as true ~that it wasn't hard to get over her~ because what else could he do but hope? He couldn’t condemn his best friend, couldn’t shun him…and he couldn’t hate him for something like this either.They’ve been through too much…and that was exactly why he didn’t want to bring up the fact t
“He’s finally gone for goddess’ sake!” “You told him to leave…that’s why…” “What? Didn’t you want to be alone with me like I wanted to be alone with you.” Kiara looked over at him, her fingers fumbling the blouse she wore. “It’s not that…you see…Damion’s already so sad. So I thou~” Kiara paused when Zique shuffled even closer to her, his arm brushing against hers. “You thought?” “I thought…well I…I wanted t-to make him feel~” Zique twisted towards her, grabbing her waist and lifting her onto his lap. “Turn towards me.” Kiara’s hand gripped onto the thin material instead of just fumbling it, her legs reluctantly as she adjusted herself to face him. “Continue now, you wanted him to fell what?” “To f-feel comfor…” Kiara’s lips wobbled, her face going red and she could do nothing but hide it against his chest. “W-Why?” Zique’s arms hugged around her, pulling her even closer to him. “Why what?” “Why am I here…? On…on you when there’s a couch here.” “That’s obviously because I w
Zique held Kiara’s hand as they headed down the path towards the pack hospital. The woods were quiet since there was nobody else here, nobody but the trees and the animals that lived within and below them. The narrow patch of grass beneath their feet was trampled and dry, making it different from the healthy ones that grew beside it. It was really what defined their path because this particular section of the forest bed was dead due to how many times it had been stepped on.Zique’s steps were slow, Kiara’s too, they were both basking in the comfort of their company, the pack hospital wasn’t too far away from them, but Zique was probably the only one ecstatic to get there.Kiara on the other hand was still nervous about the results she was about to get. It was stupid, but she had her reasons. Zique had told her his story, told her why he had always wanted a son…and if she really couldn’t grant him one, why were they even mated?But what if there’s a chance that she had a child and it t
Zique looked down at the crowd of people in front of him. He was standing on the podium, Kiara beside him and between them was elder Jacob. The crowd was silent, looking up with anticipation in their eyes.They had all been waiting for this, but Zique had waited far longer than they had. He was eager, his anxiousness was far too high. He had wanted this moment for so long, and now that it was finally time for it, he wasn’t even sure how to act.His lips were wobbling to stretch into a happy grin, but his pack was watching, and he’d seem too stupid in front of them. He had to keep the bliss he felt in, they couldn’t know just how fast his heart was beating right now and just how nervous he was.Kiara was going to mark him tonight, her mark was going to be on his neck and their bond would be much stronger than it already is. Three months had passed since their first appointment with the doctor and now Kiara was five months pregnant. Her baby bump was the cutest, she had put on weight, h
DAMION'S STORY “Get out…someone will be here soon…” “But I~” Damion glared over at the pack member who laid almost breathless beside him. He knew it was a possibility that she hadn’t yet recovered from the roughness he had bestowed upon her, but he didn’t care. He didn’t force her into his bed, she came willing and so she should go out willingly as well. “Did I by any chance ask you anything? I said to get out, you’re supposed to do just that, not talk back.” “I’m sorry Gamma, it’s that…my legs…they’re…” “Just go…” The omega that he failed to get the name of stood to her feet, her watery eyes glancing down at her shaking legs. There were bruises all over her body, red marks that gave away the fact that her life was not much long ago f*cked out of her. Her neck which he had squeezed so tight was plentiful red, her wrists which he had held above her head and even her hips that he had hooked onto while he hammered deep into her. He was sure she saw stars tonight, poor thing probably
Kiara looked up at the darkness above her, then at the bars of her cell. She longed to step foot outside, to bask in the sunlight that’d burst through the little cracks in her walls and the dim silver light that’d dance it’s way from the moon every night. She longed to see the green grass, the trees, the birds and the bees, she longed to see her very face in the mirror. She had been locked away at 10 years old, on that very day her wolf should’ve came out... Unfortunately though, her bones had never cracked, furr hadn’t taken over her skin and the beast she had tried so hard to call forth never came. That was all she did wrong, not having a wolf was apparently her sin or rather what she was guilty of. The alpha had spat so many words of hate to her, he had almost killed her when his hand wrapped around her neck. She remembered it as though it was just yesterday...the look that had been in his eyes, the deadly words that had came out of his mouth... ‘A child without a wolf is basica
Kiara’s hand clenched against the floor, a broken moan falling from her lips as pleasure like no other surged through her. There was this desire within her that had her shaky hands gripping onto the shirt he wore. She didn’t understand it, to a ruthless man like him, she wanted to be close...Her legs trembled, and the panty she wore felt drenched...what was happening...? What’s thi...?The sharp teeth that had been shoved into her neck retracted and the softness of his tongue lapped at the little blood that trickled.Kiara pushed back against the walls, her eyes finding his as heat slowly devoured her lungs. She felt as though she was burning in a pit of hell, her inner flesh, her outer one; it all felt as though it was crumbling...And it was so painful...Whimpering, she watched as the evil man’s eyes changed from red to obsidian; the same colour they had been that day. They were just as serious, just as cold and anger invaded them when his eyes floated around the room before fixat
Though she couldn’t see and examine much because the heat and the pain that tormented her, she could say that the outside was unfamiliar to her, the land and the trees, the houses and even the very breeze... Everything felt and looked different...So different than how she remembered it ten years ago. The grassed had been higher than this, they use to curl pass her ankles when she ran through them to and from her parent’s house...There weren’t so many buildings either and they weren’t so big and advanced...the houses were smaller since only families lived within them. Mother liked them that way, she always said ‘it’s good because I can supervise you better...’She had always been playful and cheeky, her eyes use to hold so much love and humour...and yet the last time Kiara looked into them all she could see was horror...an emotion her mother had never showcased...For her father, it was the same...he was stricter, rougher than her mother, he made sure she stayed out of the forest and