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 POVMoonstone Howl PackI cleaned the packhouse floor. My hands moved by themselves, sore and split from cleaning yesterday's grime for hours. My knees hurt, pushing against the tiled floor that cut into my skin. The scent of booze mixed with the faint metallic smell of old blood, the stink of this place, and all it stood for.“Hurry up, Celeste! I'm getting tired of you!” A harsh voice yelled at me from behind. That was Jared. He was the least sober in the pack and was always lazing around. “Did you hear me weirdo?” Jared asked, walking closer to me. I raised my gaze, my blood boiling as his dirty boots stained the tiles I had just scrubbed. “I told you to speed up. Don't tell me you're deaf too?” He yelled. “I'm trying my hardest,” I answered. “Try harder,” he barked, kicking the bucket of soapy water beside me. The dirty water spilled over the floor, ruining hours of work. A knot formed in my throat as I looked at the mess, but I pushed it down. “Sort it out, Twain,
Celeste's POVElena's hand froze in the air. She turned in shock, revealing Kaidën standing in the doorway. His dark eyes blazing with fury.“K…kaidën,” Elena stammered, stepping away from me. Her friends released me and moved back in fear.Kaidën looked at them, then me. His eyes resting on my battered form. “Explain,” he demanded.“I…she…she started it!” Elena stuttered, pointing a trembling finger at me.“What did I say about fighting in the pack house?” Kaidën asked, stepping in.“I…she attacked me first!” Elena lied.Kaidën's eyes narrowed, and she gulped as he looked at her. “You expect me to believe that?” He said, gesturing to me, “attacked you?”“Yes. Kaidën,” she cried.“Enough! It's alpha to you,” he warned.Elena flinched, her lips parting like she wanted to argue, but no words came out.Kaidën walked into the room slowly giving her a death glare. “What are the rules?” He asked.“But…” Elena said.“That's not what I asked!” Kaidën's voice thundered.“We…we live together in
Celeste’s POV“What are you doing here?” I asked, confused.“Are you going to let me in?” he asked.I swallowed. “I’m… sure…yes.”Stepping aside, I made way for him. He walked in like he owned the room. I had never expected him to come here. What the freaking hell did he want?His eyes scanned every inch of my room, and I became scared. “Not bad,” he said, nodding.“Huh?”“You kept the room clean,” he added.Was that him mocking me? Or was I just too serious?“Kaidën,” I called hesitantly. I flinched when his cold gaze snapped to mine. “Um, I mean Alpha Kaidën. What do you want? Did I do something wrong?”“No,” he answered and looked at me. "I wanted to see you."This time, I was confused and held my breath. My eyes widened. Me?“Breathe, Celeste. I'm not here to kill you,” he continued.His gaze roamed over me like I was an object under inspection. I suddenly felt too exposed in my thin nightshirt, my skin still bearing the marks of Elena’s earlier assault.“How badly do you want
Killian’s POVI got out of the car. My men did the same as our cars packed before the Moonstone Howl pack. Taking off my sunshades, I took in the view of the large house, pleased with the architectural design.The smell of smoke and marijuana hit my nose as my men and I walked into the entrance hall. The men stood at once as if they sensed a threat. They moved back and dropped their smoke until an escort came. He was dressed just like my men, in a black suit and tie. “Welcome, Alpha Killian,” he greeted. “Alpha Kaidën is waiting for you. Please follow me.”I followed with my men, letting him lead the way. The other men continued smoking their cigars. The hallway was filled with the movement of our shoes, leading to a larger hallway. Two bodyguards dressed like The escort stiffened as they watched us get closer. “Alpha Kaidën’s guests,” the escort spoke and they took one more look at me. I watched the escort go closer and whisper into their eyes and they froze. “A…alpha Killian,”
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
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 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 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'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.“
Celeste's POVI felt a wet clothes clump on my body. What was I thinking?"You glowed last night." I heard a low voice inside my head.I was in darkness and could not move my body."How is that even possible?" The deep voice continued. I knew this voice.I tried to shift, and my body ached. Something was wrong. I could still feel the wet cloth move on my shoulder once more.What's happening? Stop.I opened my eyes, blinking, and they settled on his."Killian," I whispered.My eyes slowly adapted to the light as I winced. "Why are you here?" I asked."You fainted last night." He spoke softly. He was sitting at the foot of my bed, his arms around my head.His eyes, not leaving mine. My throat felt dry, and I swallowed to make it wet."W…what?" I stuttered. "What are you?" he whispered."Huh?" I breathed softly, looking around and back at him. "Your birthmark," he said, shifting his eyes to my shoulder.I drew my arm across my chest. My cheeks turned a bright red. "Flipping heck." "
Celeste's POVAnger flared in my chest, but I held it down and I nodded calmly. “Yes. I understand.”He moved past me toward the doors. “Clara will show you around.”A woman appeared beside me. I hadn’t even heard her coming. She was a different maid, a few years older than I was.She was small, soft-looking, with dark skin and curly brown hair. Her expression was warm, unlike the rest of the people here.I followed Clara out of the office, my shoulders tense as we walked down the hall.She smiled gently. “You shouldn't let
Celeste's POV:The Next Morning:I couldn't sleep all night and was in that bathroom the minute the sun rose. I let the water run down my skin.It was stupid of me to think I could make it through. The memories of last night flashed back to my mind.His hands moving up my thighs and his bright blue eyes that were always cold.Why was I thinking of him? I must be insane.I shook my head sideways, trying to get the thoughts of him out of my head and turned off the shower.
Celeste’s POV“Go to your room,” Killian commanded.This time I obeyed, scared to make him more angry. I walked away, climbing the stairs and disaster struck.I heard a sharp snap and my heel broke.I gasped, my balance shifting wildly, my hand barely catching the railing before I could crash onto the steps.Before I could steady myself, strong arms swept me off my feet.My breath hitched as I found myself lifted effortlessly into his arms.“You’re not going anywhe