Celeste's POVI kept staring at my hand, expecting a miracle, but nothing happened. It was all my imagination.I was perfectly fine. At least, I said to myself a hundred times.When I was sure I had convinced myself, I laid back in bed and inhaled.There was something odd about the smell. It smelt a bit woody, just like Killian.I inhaled again, and this time, the scent grew stronger.“What the heck?” I muttered, sitting up on the bed.I traced the smell to the sheets. It grew stronger and I brought my nose down.I had never been able to pick the scent before. Not as strong as this.I looked around, and my eyes locked on the full-length mirror across the room.My hands reached for the shirt, moving the collar down and stared at the birthmark. I waited, expecting something, but nothing happened.I sighed and looked away. It was pointless. Why did I ever think something would happen?Standing up, I moved towards the door and my bone ached. I had moved too fast and I fell to the floor.“
Killian’s POV“You don't trust her, do you?” Logan’s voice reached my ears as he stepped into my office. “What do you mean?” I asked, looking up from the papers on the table. “Her. The new girl,” he continued. “Oh, that. When has anyone ever gained my trust that easily?” I replied. “You can never change. You keep answering every question with another question,” Logan complained. “Hmm,” I replied and relaxed on my chair. “Answer my question,” Logan pressed. I looked up, looking into his green eyes. “Not yet.”“Yet?” Logan asked. “Oh, I see. You're going to test her.”“Don't I ever?” I replied and he smiled. “At least let me test her,” Logan said, looking very enthusiastic.I smirked and answered. “Be my guest.”I watched him get his ass swapped the next day. Celeste was stubborn. I knew that the seconds she challenged Logan. But as I watched her now, something shifted inside me. Just a little.She had her arms crossed while watching the men train. Logan walked to my side, and
Celeste POVThe scent of blood hit me first.I froze. It was really Vanessa.It had been a year since I last saw her. A whole damn year since she disappeared without a trace. She didn't say goodbye.I had searched for her and earned Kaidën's punishment for a week. I grieved and cursed her for leaving me with them all alone.And now she was here, bruised and barely clinging to life.I moved before I could think straight, falling to my knees by her side.I shouldn't have, but I did, touching her with my shaking hands.
Killian’s POVCeleste wouldn't leave Vanessa's side. She looked sunken and skipped training for two days.I had enough.“Master, would you like anything else?” Flora asked.“No,” I answered, sipping my coffee. “Wait,” I said, stopping her.“Yes, Master Killian,” she answered.“Where's Celeste?” I asked.“She's taking care of her sick friend,” Flora answered.
Celeste’s POVThe voices wouldn't stop.They kept crawling into my head in whispers. I shut my eyes, closing my ears with my palms."Go away! Stop!" I yelled.My breath rushed in harsh, jagged gasps, pulse thudding against me. I fell backward, into the nightstand. A lamp crashed, shattering on the floor. I felt my vision blur, and my legs falter. The voices merged, into a single, ear-shattering roar inside of me.Then, suddenly...The door slammed wide with such force, causing the walls to shake.My
Celeste’s POVI woke up with the ghost of his touch on my forehead. Killian had been…gentle?He hadn't taken advantage, kissing me goodnight on my forehead and I wasn't ready for this side of him. Then, I remembered Vanessa. It felt unfair to think about my own happiness and let her be in that state. Without thinking, I got out of bed, wore my slippers, and ran out of the room. I stopped myself in time before I crashed on the maids carrying a vase.I barely made it two steps before I collided with a maid.“Watch it,” she snapped, shoving past me. Another scoffed, “Ugh, should’ve known she’d be in the way.”I clenched my jaw but kept walking. They weren't worth it. When I got there, she was awake looking around the room in confusion until she spotted me and smiled in relief. “Celeste,” she called and I rushed to her side. “Where are we? Where am I?” She asked, taking my hand. “A packhouse,” I answered, not wanting to scare her. She looked at me and pinched my hand. “Ouch,” I gro
Killian’s POVI walked into my room, shutting the door. Why did I run from her? I had left the kitchen doorway, hiding by the hallway when I heard Celeste and Flora talk. Had I really let my anger get the best out of me for the past years?My memory replayed the past. It has been three years. Flashbacks:Obsidian PackMy men and I arrived at the packhouse. I got out of the car. The stench of blood filled everywhere. One of my betas ran out towards me as he sighted me. “Alpha Killian!”“Fred, what's going on here?” I asked.“It's Sam. He's leading the rogue wolves. He wants to challenge you,” Fred answered. “How dare he?” I thundered and moved forward pulling out the gun from my waist. I got in, the men fighting, shooting against each other. Unlike my men, Sam's men had the numbers in their favour. I shot at them, taking them out. From the corner of my eyes, I spotted an enemy firing his gun. I pushed Fred away just in time. I had little to react when a huge rogue wolf appear
Killian’s POVI stepped out of my office, rolling my shoulders as I headed towards the large glass window. My body felt stiff from sitting for hours and I massaged my arm as I watched the pack's outdoor dining area from the window. It was lunchtime, and I always gave my men the freedom to eat anytime. They needed it. I was about to look away when Celeste and the maid entered with trays of food. I hadn't asked anyone to make her a maid. Flora was going to answer me. She served the food with the other maids and she looked nervous. That was the job for the maids, not her. The men talked loudly as they ate. A few were focused on her and I leaned closer to the glass, my finger curling into a fist. One of the men, Riker, let his hand drift too close to her waist. He dared!Celeste felt it and moved away. Riker laughed with his friends, saying something to each other. I watched Celeste's face turn pale. She tried to ignore him and served the next person when his hand gripped her wris
Celeste’s POVThe warmth engulfing me was foreign. It surrounded me, enfolding me like a coat of armor, so different from the hollow void I had experienced earlier. My breathing was regular, no longer labored. There was no pain, no residual soreness, no remnant of the injuries that once scarred my flesh.I was alive.Slowly, I opened my eyes. Sunlight poured through the curtains, leaving golden streaks on the bed. A soft light filled the room, a morning glow exposing the well-built man at my side.It was Killian.Soothing, even when he slept. His arm draped lazily across the sheets, his breathing even, the calm I rarely glimp
Killian’s POVI looked down at Celeste, who was fast asleep. I sometimes wondered if she enjoyed living dangerously or was just amused by making me anxious.Why could not she follow simple instructions? Was she trying to provoke me into needing to use force? I hated seeing her scared after raising my voice, but she tested my patience.I locked the windows for the night and turned down the air conditioning so she wouldn’t catch a cold.“I feel like you are conspiring with the devil to expedite my stay in hell,” I said softly, lightly touching her cheek.I watched as she released
Killian’s POVBlood. I smelled it before I saw it, thick in the air, seizing my senses. As I entered the clearing, I spotted her right away. Celeste lay in Vanessa and Selene’s arms, limp, far too pale. Her breathing was slow and low.Vanessa and Selene saw me right away. Selene backed off but lingered close, torn between offering help to Celeste or keeping her distance. My wolf lunged forward, a low growl rumbling out of my throat.I changed back into a human. It was fast and painful as bones snapped and fur was lost, but I hardly noticed. A maid hurried up, eyes down, holding jeans. I grabbed the jeans, feeling anger simmer just under my skin. As soon as I was buttoned, I stormed up to them, fury surging within.“What happened?” My voice had been so sharp and cutting.Vanessa began to speak, but I did not want explanations. My rage focused on Selene like a hunter. I reached out, grabbed her by the neck, and lifted her off the ground. A loud crack sounded as her back hit a tree, leav
Killian’s POV“Or? What? You'll kill me,” I said, and scoffed. “Better start now!”She leaned closer and whispered. “I don't like killing today. Think about my offer, are you interested?”I glanced at her, not raking my eyes off her for a second, and asked. “What do you want?”Joan stood in front of me, her lips curling into a knowing smile. “That’s what I wanted to hear,” she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction.She turned and walked to a table. I heard some keys clanking against each other. Was she really going to do it? She walked back to me with a smile and spoke calmly. “Remember, no funny business.”I didn’t respond, but she kept her gaze and I finally nodded. I also kept my eyes on her, calculating every possible angle. The walls came in around us, the air heavy with something nameless. The smell of damp stone and blood hung in the air, a testament to the fact that I had stepped into the lion’s den, and that the lioness before me was the one with the power.She spun an
Killian’s POVThe pain in my ribs was sharp and constant. My shirt was torn and soaked with blood. It was warm against my skin.The air was filled with the smell of my blood and sweat and probably the old cell. It reeked of death and suffering. I wanted to puke myself every time I inhaled it. My arms were tired from being tied, but I made myself stay still.Joan stood beyond the rusted bars, watching me. Her face didn’t show what she was thinking, but she looked like she was in control, even with the dim light flickering above. Her face had lines that spoke of her experiences, yet there was something unnatural about her.Crazy woman. Crazy brother and maybe a crazy
Killian’s POVPain shot through my wrists as I pulled at the steel handcuffs, but they wouldn't budge. The cuffs cut into my skin, causing a burning sensation, while the effects of the gas left me feeling weak and off-balance.Gradually, my vision cleared, revealing the cold concrete floor, old, rusted chains fixed into the walls, and Sam standing in front of me, a smug grin on his face.Sam laughed as he paced back and forth. "You always thought you were untouchable, big brother. But look at you now... trapped like an animal in a cage." His voice was full of satisfaction.I clenched my teeth. "Having fun, Sam?" I asked in an even voice, trying to hide the anger boiling inside me.Sam let out a soft laugh, pulled a chair closer, and sat down with a victorious air. "You really don’t understand, do you? This is more than just capturing you. It’s about breaking your spirit."I moved my fingers, testing the strength of the cuffs. "Do you think these chains can keep me here forever?"Sam's
Celeste’s POVVanessa kept fighting without stopping."Please, guys, let's not fight," I pleaded. "Let's talk and sort this out."But they ignored me, only paying attention to each other.The forest was filled with the noise of their fierce battle. Growls echoed through the air as Vanessa attacked Selene. Vanessa's black fur stood on end, and her golden eyes were full of fury. She moved like the wind, her claws and teeth flashing with incredible speed and power. The ground shook with every strike she landed.Selene barely had time to react. Quickly, she raised her hands and summoned a glowing shield of energy just in time to block Vanessa's sharp claws. Sparks flew when the claws hit the shield, but the force still pushed Selene backward.Vanessa was relentless in her attack.She gave Selene no time to recover as she lunged again, even faster and stronger, driven by sheer anger. Her claws sliced through the air, missing Selene by mere inches because Selene managed to teleport away jus
Celeste’s POVThe sun was blazing in the afternoon sky, sending strong beams through the trees. The forest felt alive, and the rustling leaves seemed to cheer as we walked.The heat stuck to my skin as I stood in the clearing, trying to catch my breath, my body aching from many failed tries.“Again,” Selene's voice cut through the heavy air.I clenched my fists in frustration. My heart was racing as I tried to reach the wolf spirit inside me that wouldn’t respond. I felt it stir for a moment, but then something pushed back from the inside, rejecting me.A sharp pain burst in my chest. Immediately, a powerful force pushed me back, and I groaned, flying backwards without control over my body.Everything blurred as the ground rushed toward me.Before I crashed into a tree, a pair of strong arms caught me, and I smelled the earth and wind. It was Vanessa."Enough!" Vanessa growled, holding me steady while I tried to breathe. "She’s not ready, Selene. You’re pushing her too hard."Selene s
Celeste’s POVA tingle crept up my spine. I turned my gaze to the door, and bit my lip as a clammy feeling pressing on my chest. The warmth of the sun streaming comfortably through a gap in the window did little to mitigate the gravity falling on me. Something was off. My body felt slow, and my head was dense, as if something had crept into my brain when I wasn’t looking.Vanessa sat with her legs crossed on the floor, rubbing her elbow, her lip twisted with anger. As soon as we spotted each other, we spoke in unison “Did you feel that?”I went first, nodding. “Yeah. It's so creepy. Almost like we have someone else in here,” I whispered. “Why are you whispering? You're making this shit more scary,” Vanessa replied. I looked at the window. It was open and the wind moved in with ease. “Maybe, it's the wind.”Vanessa turned to look at the window and back at me as quick as a lightening. “Yeah, no. I doubt some little wind is supposed to give me this icky feeling.”“What do you mean?”