And I am going to have a little outburst... Btw, for my lovely readers who think that I went MIA because I was focusing on Dean. NOOO, that is not the case; what actually happened was the fact that your author's immune system was struck by both Malaria and Bronchitis when I was in Italy. Dean's chapters were already ready in advance. But for Killian, I am writing the chapters by day, and when sick, well, yeah... Anyhow, I am waiting for your bursts on this chapter...
Killian: “You know, she is a very nice girl.” Mom said, making me smile. “I never did expect to say this when I found out that she was a Bernardi, but I have to admit, you did not fail to surprise me.” “How so?” I asked, shaking my head in question. Both mom and I walked back to my sister’s secret garden, and though she hasn’t been here in a very long time, I was thankful for the fact that she did not reject my request this time. Normally, even mentioning the garden was taboo for both her and dad, and though he was yet to come here, I was glad that she did. “When your sister was killed, we swore an oath to dry out their bloodline. Little did I know was the fact that our bloods would be merging to make a family.” She said, and I looked down at my feet. “Mama…” “I don’t want you to explain your reasons, nor do I need you to. The girl is nice, and is a beauty, and she seems to have gone through more than she even voiced out to you.” She said, stopping me. Mom crossed her arms over
*Triggering chapter ahead, there is a second warning within the context as well. Please read with caution* Eleanor: I frowned at the scent that I caught as I opened my eyes to find myself in a dark room. My heart raced against my ribcage and the last thing that I could remember was Nikolai taking me out of the kitchen. His eyes were cold as he looked at me, and a white… I sat up abruptly, as a wave of memories hit me faster than I could find myself digesting, and it wasn’t until I heard his chuckle that my heart dropped. “Did you really think that you could escape me for that long, Eleanor?” He asked, his tone menacing and cold. I didn’t need to look at him to know that he had been waiting for me to wake up. I tried moving my hand, wanting to get up only to find out that I was chained to the wall behind me. My heart raced against my chest, and he turned on a single light that illuminated the small dungeon that I was inside. He slowly walked toward me, and though I knew that I wo
Killian: “What do you mean that they never left the city? If they are here, then how is it possible that they have left no trace of them?” I asked, banging my office table. It was the one place that I have been staying in lately. The whole house felt tight on me, and I barely even considered entering my bedroom unless I walked out of it after changing and after Vladimir took me to it the night before when I was knocked out. It has been weeks since I have seen or heard of Eleanor, and her pain was one that I was feeling on a near daily basis. And the worst part about it was that despite being her mate, and according to Vladimir, her being close, I couldn’t find any means of tracing or contacting her. “We asked around everywhere, Killian, they are still here…” “We have to find a fucking loop.” I said, snapping at the man who nodded in understanding. My one assurance was that she was still alive, but how was she alive? What was she doing? Her fear? I didn’t know what might be going
Eleanor: “Fight, Eleanor…” a girl’s voice filled my head, taking me off guard. It was my wolf. “You need to fight for him,” “You choose to disappear for years…” “I did it for our safety.” She said, taking me off guard. My chest ached, and I forced myself to sit up as I watched the door open, revealing Elton. His eyes met mine, and I took a deep breath, bracing myself for what was to come. “Do not submit. He is only aiming to break us while doing so. For him, for our mate, fight. The number of times that he has taken advantage of me have been countless, only this time, to my surprise, a strong urge to fight coursed through my veins. And though I didn’t understand how or why, I knew to hold on to it. It was the only thing keeping me going… And I wasn’t dumb; I could tell that even Elton noticed. “Eat.” He said, throwing a bowl of soup in front of me. I looked at the liquid, knowing that I was going to need to nourish myself, but I also knew that with my cuffed hands, the only way t
Killian: “I told you not to fucking trust a Bernardi, but no, my son goes on ahead and falls in love with the ONE FUCKING HEIR…” “Maria, ENOUGH!” Dad yelled, stopping mom as both entered my office. Both Vladimir and I frowned in confusion as we looked at the two of them, and mom threw what looked like a newspaper at me. I frowned at the fact that whatever she was showing me would be in a newspaper to begin with, but nevertheless, I looked down at the article, reading through. “Your little Luna, the fucking bitch that you marked and chose to bring between us is going to be getting married to Elton Bernardi.” She said, just as I reached the article that said it. I frowned, not responding, as I read the news three times, trying to allow myself to digest what was written. “That is impossible…” “Impossible? The picture is right there, and I think that you are not blind. The woman is carrying his damn child, and would be giving him the heir that would have him as an official Alpha.” Sh
Natasha: I walked through the house’s now cold, empty halls. I had to admit, I didn’t think that I would be missing Eleanor as much as I was, but man did I find myself so lost without her. My heart ached for her, and I couldn’t help but find myself wondering what she was going through. I put my hand on my stomach as I smiled at my baby who was growing inside me. My one consent in this messed up world that I was somehow going to have my miracle. It was one that I believed to be deprived from years ago, and even when I didn’t get my period or grew sick, the last thing that I thought of doing was to get a pregnancy test. “We are going to get your auntie back, somehow, and she will be by our side again. And she will be holding you in her arms, and if I am lucky, I want her by my side during my labor.” I said, rubbing my belly. I just found out about it two days ago, and I was trying to find the right way to tell Nikolai. The man has been patient enough with me about the fact that I mi
Eleanor: I sat on the couch that was in the room that Elton had me staying in. I knew that it was just a big game for him, one that he was testing me with, and the thing is, I couldn’t help but find myself fearing where things were going to go from here. “I told you that this was a bad idea.” My wolf muttered, clearly annoyed with what I was doing. But I knew that it was my one way out. If I stayed in whatever dungeon he had me in, the man would have abused me day and night. I just needed to think of the right decision to take now that I had a chance to make one. “I swear that I wonder how the two of us are supposed to be ‘connected’ as one.” I said, watching as the door opened. I got up, still knowing my rules when it came to dealing with Elton. “I have to admit, either Killian didn’t influence you or you are just too well trained to forget your manners.” Elton muttered, walking around me. If only he knew the man that Killian was, I knew that he would be more than a little scared.
Killian: “What was that?” Vladimir asked, looking at me. The smell of blood filled my nostrils and I frowned when I heard Natasha’s voice as she called for help. “Natasha…” the two of us got up from our chairs and ran out of the office, following her voice. My heart raced as the smell of her blood grew thicker, and the fact that she wasn’t even moving to approach us was something that worried me. I opened her bedroom door, frowning when I saw her laying in a pool of blood with her hand on her stomach. “Killian, please help my baby.” “Nat?” I whispered, running toward her. I wrapped my arms around her, lifting her in my arms as Vladimir froze for a second. “I am going to call the paramedics…” “It was Nikolai.” She said, stopping Vladimir who froze. The two of us looked at one another then at her as if she grew a second head and she sniffed as she tried stopping her tears. “He is the traitor among us. I don’t know if he is still here, but…” “You just breathe, sestra.” I whispered,