Katie's POVIt looked like it just rained, even though I was sure it wasn't supposed to for like another four months or so.I find myself shivering at the center of the overgrown garden Killian had shown me the day he was supposed to reject me. My feet dug into the ground, my toes curling and packing some wet soil between my toes. They were oddly comforting in a way considering I usually would get irritated by the wetness of it.I looked side to side. I somehow knew who and what I was waiting for…the why was what I had no idea about, so I waited. Wrapping my arm around myself. To my surprise, I was hugging my boobs instead of a clothed body—it was no wonder I felt so cold.Standing naked in an overgrown garden…The door opened and there he was, wearing the same glistening green trench coat from that day in the hallway. My mind kept it fresh.“You're late,” I said to him,“When you have a business to run and an alpha president position You're aiming for, you would get the hang of it.”
Katie's POVI left and this time, I did myself the favor of not turning around. ~~~~I somehow caught up with the school bus and again like most times, it was almost empty. Two female students I recognized from a year lower than me made it a point to gossip loudly. I knew one of them more than the other because I was quite familiar with her dad. He came around the café I worked at to pick up different women while everyone just pretended not to notice at all.It didn't take long before my name found its way into their mouths.Apparently, they say she gave him a blow job in the professor’s lounge during recess. And they didn't even use condoms, "The less familiar girl said out loud enough for me to hear. I did my best to ignore what she said by looking out of the window and trying to distract myself with things and people I had seen before performing their regular daily routines but none of these things helped or worked. It made me focus more on their conversation instead, curious ab
Katie's POV“Katie, I'd like to see you in my office.”I looked over at Ryan, then back at Professor Evan, who wore his usual sleeves that were almost always rolled up and plain pants. He looked like one of those pretty men from the 1980s news office."Me?" I foolishly asked as I wondered if I had misheard him or something."Yes, you, Katie Whitlock," he said my name in full.I could feel everyone's eyes on me as they watched Professor Evan and me. My eyes unintentionally landed on Jessica, and she stormed out of the class after eyeing me for a few secondsI don't know why, but somehow the universe seems to be on my side. The students didn't make snide comments today, and neither was I being bullied, and the fun and craziest part was that Leslie got suspended!"Ahem!" Ryan cleared his throat, and I suddenly realized he was still standing in front of me. I was so lost in thoughts trying to process how good today was going that I had forgotten I was actually talking with Ryan."Now, Ka
Katie's POVFinally, someone who is vocal here," he said with a smile on his lips. “I'm Shedrack but you can call me Shed," he introduced himself, with his hand stretched out. "I'm the new barista.”With squinted brows, I stared at his outstretched hand for a second, then back at him. He glanced at his outstretched hand with his brows shot up. “It's not nice to leave someone’s hand hanging,” he chuckled lightly, breaking the awkward silence. “People around here aren’t very friendly, huh?” he continued. “Surprising for the most popular cafe on the block,” he withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket. “That’s sad,” he muttered and walked away.Guilt washed over me, and I immediately felt terrible over my actions. For someone who’s known firsthand the sting of being ignored and mistreated, I should have acted better. “Hey! Wait," I called after him.‘Yes?” he turned to face me with a tightlipped smile.“I uhmm–,’ I was at a loss for words, as I realized I wasn't paying attention when
Katie's PovBefore I could say anything, he beat me to it.“I'm so sorry…” Shedrack said, then paused for a second."For?" I asked, genuinely confused, as I came out completely out of the back room "For everything you've had to go through," he said."Ryan, fill you in, I guess?" I asked, as I immediately knew what he was saying sorry for.Shedrack nodded slowly."No one deserves to go through the shits you've gone through," Shedrack repeated again. "And to make matters worse, you also lost your mum, and—"I swallowed hard, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill over. “It's okay,” I managed to say, forcing a weak smile. “But please... quit giving me that pity look.”"I'm sorry," Shedrack apologized. "I didn't mean to…" he trailed off."It's okay," I reassured him, though I wasn't sure if it really was. "I, um... I need to go in and change first," I said, trying to change the subject. "Then I can assist you in closing up.""Nah, I got it," Shedrack said. "Go do your thing.”"
Killian's POV "Get in the back," I ordered.Katie stared at me with wide eyes. "You can't be serious," she muttered."I am," I said tersely. "Now get in the back."Katie stared at me, disbelief clearly written all over her face."Do you know how ridiculous you seem right now?" Katie mumbled, disbelief evident in every line on her face. "How does your brain even work?" She muttered, shaking her head slowly."I–""This was a terrible idea from the start," she stated. "I'm leaving," she said, and was about to open the door, but I quickly locked it from my end.Katie's eyes blazed with anger as she stared at me."I asked you to go to the back seat, not leave," I told her, ignoring the anger oozing out from every pore in her body.Katie chuckled and then took a deep breath."Let me out," she demanded in a calm but threatening tone."No," I said firmly. "Go to the back seat."Katie closed her eyes, inhaled, exhaled, and treated the process for about a minute, before slowly opening her eyes
Katie's PovFor the last two weeks, Killian Huxley had found a way to burrow into my life and under my skin. He wasn't everywhere—more like he was in places you least expect someone like him to be which made the experience a lot more intense.Evan on the other hand had recently turned into the bright light in the dim environment that was my high school. I couldn't even tell the difference if it was him being nice or he was just being civil and I on the other hand, just wasn't used to that.I was in the library trying to read when the Principal's voice came over the intercom“Students, there will be an emergency assembly to be held in the auditorium. You are all expected to be present in the next five minutes, thank you.”I couldn't help but wonder what the emergency assembly was for. Was the Pack under attack or what?I quickly packed my books, and the rest of my belongings, and headed out of the library.The hallway was chaotic, with students shoving each other in their haste to reac
Katie's POV “Glad you could finally join us, Miss Katie Whitlock…”Principal Shawman announced all the way from the podium, giving me all of the eyes that I never asked for. I felt like the ground should just open up and swallow me."Attention whore…" I heard someone say. I wasn't interested in who was saying it, so I didn't bother finding out.Principal Shawman cleared his throat and all of the side remarks stopped as he commanded everyone's attention back. His black blazer shimmered under the pressure of the state light.“Students of Red Moon High," he began. " It has come to my attention that there has been an irrational bullying of a certain student here in our school.”My head shot up faster than the next second could have struck. It was the last thing I was expecting to hear. Suddenly everything turned quiet and no one was saying anything.“Leslie Akins??” He called out.Then the random chatters fueled the air again, students throwing dart eyes at me and then at her as she came
Katie's POV We arrived in what looked nothing less of a castle with a Glass art dome at the top of it. I had no idea buildings like this existed outside the Red pack. Killian packed and ran around to open my door for me and help me down. I took his hand gracefully and allowed him to lead me right up to the stairs that led into the Castle-like building. I see why he was also excited. The place didn't seem like the kind of place just anyone could visit, but aside from that, the guards at the huge brownish gold double wing door in front of the jade green castle-like building all looked at me with eyes of amazement and wonder. The moment we were behind the huge door and it closed heavily beside us, blowing a gust of wind at our backs. “Is it just me or are those guards staring at me like I am some known person around here?” He looked down at me and smirked. “How long have I been asleep?” That's the first question that came to mind. Because it takes time for gossip to spread, but if it
Katie's POV I knew I was passing out a way longer than I was the last time because by the time I opened my eyes, not only did it look like another day was setting through the window of a strange room, but I was also laying down in a strange bed. A strangely comfortable bed. I turned my head to the other side, away from the window and saw the bed extend as far as it could. Where am I? I touched my face and pinched my cheeks. It wasn't a dream either. So this was definitely real, but it still didn't explain where I was or what was going on. But I had a feeling I was safe. I mean, the big room with not too many things in it smelt good, fresh too. Like it had just been cleaned up and sprayed with some air freshener not too long ago. It took at least a few minutes of snooping around before it clicked that I was in Killian's room. Or at least this was a room where he kept his stuff. Who am I kidding, his briefs were literally in the second layer of the drawer that was slapped against t
Katie's POV He immediately turned to face us, his eyes expanding as he looked to his minion for help but he continued to stand still. “Don't just look at them goddamnit, do something!!” He screamed desperately while the man continued to stand as still as the trees outside the tent. “I can't…” The man whimpered. The light illuminating the inside of the tent came from an orange bulb I had no idea was there the whole time. He looked between his minion, and then Killian and I, confusion fueling his expression to twitch between shock and annoyance. He couldn't bring himself to understand why what was currently happening seemed so strange. “Jules, I swear to—” he trailed off. “Killian??” He blinked twice, then his eyes went wide. “Katie…” He turned back to Jules, “But you said…” He trailed off again, turning back to us, obviously trying to understand what was happening. “I will help you catch up since your brain can't do the job. Beta Charles. You have been caught. Tada!!” Killian wa
Killian's POV I drove both my car into the woods opposite the bend that lent to the tent. I drove it up to a point I felt the visibility would be hard to notice in the thick of the night. The bus could stay where it was. It was a victim in the whole operation anyways. The other bodies I had to lift and dumb somewhere behind a large log of wood of a collapsed tree. After that, I would be left with dealing with whoever it was that was behind this operation. By the time I was back to the tent, she was sitting right in the center of the chair just as I left her, but this time, she lifted her head. Relief filled my body as I saw that she looked way better than I had left her. I mean, the swollen face was still sort of there but she didn't look like she was in pain. “Hey…” She said to me with a small smile. “You didn't think I was going to give in to them, did you?” She asked, after wincing at her attempt to smile. “I am just glad you are alive. My father would have had my head if somet
Katie's POV Just like that, I was a little girl again sitting between my mother's legs as she took care of my hair because none of the hairdressers in the pack were willing to make the hair of the child whose mother was said to be proclaimed a witch. I remember having to cry to my mother every time I got treated differently. And everytime, she would have that one same sad look in her eyes that would fall to the earth. Some days, she would spill tears onto them, other days when she was drunk enough—she was not even close to a messy drunk—she would just laugh it off with more strength and ask me to sit between her legs. There she would tell me about stories I have heard over a 100 times. The thing about these stories was that even though they were the same and I have heard them over and over, over the years, they always improved in detail. There was always something new to be made clearer about her story and not once did I ever doubt the stories she told me severally regardless of the
Killian's POV A whole survey began. Mel was alive. Even though my body was reeking of fatigue, I couldn't stop moving my burning muscles. I dragged both bodies I dropped in the woods somewhere farther away from the path that a car could come through in the woods, did the same to the bodies on the road while also checking their body for the mark of the special force. Each and every one of them had the mark, so it wasn't just a coincidence. They were all special force members acting like they were savages, under the control of…Anna Adam’s command, Shedrack’s mother. I always wondered how she was connected to all of this. Now I know how. She didn't have to deny it, It was clear now that she played her part in keeping me out of the pack. It was just sad that I was going to have to make an example out of her even after knowing her kid. I went into the car to check on Katie. I unlocked the door without announcing and they both screamed for their lives. “Hey hey…it's me!” I raised my han
Killian's POV My senses heightened as I tried to feel all of my environment, but I knew that was panic slippin into my blood streams. The urge to control what was beyond you was always a good prove that you were in the enemy's territory. The calm before the storm was over. Heavy feet landed onto the ground next to me and I didn't hesitate. I went straight for the kill, punching a hole into the wall of the shadow being standing in the night. The cry of pain cut out by my other hand while one was stuck in his gut. His ugly male breath poured in my face as I tried to lower him to the ground in silence without letting the others know. I was walking into a blind fight in enemy territory. I had no idea how many they were or what they were up to, but I knew they were close. The watch tower was never too far from the main camp. I took a deep breath, rubbing my wet arm against the tree and making sure that it stayed that way, away from me. I didn't want to keep wasting time over thinking how
Killian's POV One minute I am thinking about them, then next thing I know, they are flashing in my face looking straight out of a horror show. Katie's dark brown curly locks were wild on her head as she clutched onto Jessica, dragging her down just before I concluded the bend. I wasn't even done processing the fact that I had just seen them in the middle of the road, running in the middle of the freaking night. I collided with two bodies that forced me to bring the car to a halt. I couldn't help but wonder what just happened and where they came out from. One second the road was empty and now I was seeing at least four people. Their bodies dropped right in my face. I mean I was staring right at them when it happened and I wanted to pretend like it didn't just happen. It wasn't until Katie screamed at me, “Keep going! They are savages!” She really was the one I saw…I wasn't hallucinating. “Katie?!!” I called out to her, coming down from the car. “Killian?!!” She sounded so excited.
Killian's POV I was on my way following the same route to Stephen's bunker. The drive alone was way better and driving my personal car out of that godforsaken pack gave me even more reason to not return. I doubted I killed Ana, the fall was enough to make her pass out but not die. Being she was actively betraying me, they would probably find her before she loses more blood than she can afford. Her body was well rested on the ground next to her very ugly flower vase. I refused to not feel bad or guilty about my intrusive thoughts on killing her. But I wanted a ‘I told you so’ moment with my parents after all this was over. I pulled out my phone to call Stephen since Mel wasn't picking up. She wasn't a fan of calling and driving and that didn't come as a surprise to me. Stephen picked up after the first dial. “Hey…are you guys almost here??” He asked the question I was sort of going to ask him about Mel. “No…” I started, staring into the blaring empty road before me. “I am coming al