Killian's POVI didn't stop walking. I kept my feet going till I had exited the school's premises and was seated in my car. A thousand thoughts ran through my head.A coincidence? Fate?’Why did she have to be my mate??’ I asked myself with no one else to reply but myself.'But she's so pretty and she smells like a field of roses..’ Cade, my wolf said to me, causing me to roll my eyes even while nodding in agreement.I wasn't going to deny, she smelt divine both times, but even better back in Evan's crampy office. I could see everything about her, from her beautiful deep sea blue eyes to the beads of sweat on her forehead. The girl I was to protect ended up becoming my mate, at the most uncomfortable time in my life.No, fuck it. This was no fate, this was a curse, a very inconvenient curse. My mind took me back to a year back when the woman told me this would happen. ‘Was she a witch?’ I asked myself again.“Killian, she's your mate! Deal with it…” Cade snapped. He sounded pissed.
Katie's POVI have never felt more confused in my life. I was so ridden by dilemma, that I didn't notice the omega handing me another drink from the tray. It seemed to be the last one and the omega was awkwardly smiling—I think he thought it looked like he was being nice but to me, he looked like a creep with his receding hairline prominently being displaced under the bright light coming from the kitchen area.“No, thank you..” I waved the half-emptied glass in his face. On last thought, I threw the remaining content into my mouth and decided to get rid of the glass. I never even gave it much thought, how I was just 17 and yet I was allowed to drink—but then again, who the hell followed the drinking rules? Every teen I know from the age of 15 and above has at least had their lips around one alcoholic beverage bottle to multiple scary numbers.The omega excused himself, giving me some proper time to think.I called Killian here to privately talk about the whole mate issue to see if he
Killian's POVI don't know how but I could suddenly open my eyes. I wasn't tired and my mind wasn't hazy. It was actually sharp enough to pick up the presence of the same girl I had been trying to avoid all day. I didn't even get a chance to breathe clean air, she just happened to be there along with it and it made some part of me mad. “Why are you so close to me?” I blurted out of nowhere.Again, I wasn't taking any fault here. First, I tried to dissociate from her in a nice way by walking out on her at the school, only to find out that she was the one I was supposed to somehow protect. That bit got me mad as hell because I was really trying to escape the whole mate situation.But somehow, I always ended up wherever she was. This was way more mate pull, this was planned.“What?” She blinked once, then twice.“What do you mean by 'why am I so close to you’, when you are the one staying in my fucking room. And you are the one close to me! Waking and acting all cocky and shit, and you
Katie's POV“You are going through the window,” I informed him firmly, pointing in the other direction that he was headed.He stared at me blankly, as if staring at me would make me take back my words. From the look on his face, I could tell a thousand different thoughts were running through his mind, and he was thinking really hard about whether to say them or just stay mute. Well, he chose the latter.He scoffed. “You can't be serious…” He said with a pause, as he folded his arm across his chest.He looked at the window for a brief moment then his eyes were back on me."There's no way I'll let you walk out of that door," I said, as I averted my gaze, looking everywhere but at him. His intense gaze on me was stirring up things inside of me I wasn't mentally prepared for. I know this was all of Lucy's doing, and it took a lot of restraint on my end not to give in to my… no, Lucy's needs."Lie to yourself all you want," Lucy said mockingly.He walked over to the window and looked out
Killian's POVAs I landed on the ground the cold breeze brushed against my face. I briskly walked away and hid myself in a corner so as to avoid anyone seeing me in such an embarrassing state. "Ugh!!!" I groaned out in frustration and exhaled deeply."Someone seems to be frustrated," Cade said."What do you expect?!" I shot back irritatedly."Well, that's new," Cade continued. "You're not one to let things get to you so easily, and–""Just shut up Cade!" I snapped, frustration building inside me with every passing second. "This is all that girl's fault.""Katie," Cade corrected like I didn't know her name. "She has a name, and that's Katie.""I don't f**king care!" I snarled. "The sound of her name irritates me.""Are you sure that's what's making you angry?" Cade mocked. "It seems you're frustrated about the effect she has had on you in such a short time.""I'm seriously not having this conversation with you right now," I said amidst gritted teeth.Cade chuckled darkly. He seemed to
Killian's POV "Hello, Killian," Ana said cheerfully from where she sat down."Hey, Ana," I replied weakly with a forced smile."You don't sound happy to see me," Ana said as she tried hugging me but I moved to the side."Had a long day," I said, rubbing my eyes and yawning. "I just need some rest.""Oh, Killy," Ana quickly masked her anger and I rejected her hug with a smile. "What's got you so tired?""I had–"A car honked from behind, interrupting me. Ana and I both looked in the direction of the car, and to my surprise it was Stephen.Stephen made his way towards us, while And slid her arm into mine."Killian, I need to discuss something important with you," Stephen said as he walked to us. "What's–""At this time of the night? " Ana rudely asked, as she glared at Stephen. "Can't it wait till tomorrow?""I'm afraid not," Stephen answered tersely, with a straight face. "It's really important I talk to him now. I'll be traveling early tomorrow, and this discussion can't wait"I had
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
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
Katie's POV My throat was hot. The air I was breathing felt choking to my lungs, almost like I was inhaling hot smoke from a burning fire close to my face. I tried to scream but the clothes in my mouth wouldn't help me stop. I dressed away only to find out I have been bound by my hands to my back by a piece of material. The wheels in my head began to spin outrageously as I realized that I was dealing with something way bigger than me. I tried to scream because the more conscious I was getting, the more I was starting to realize that I was in big trouble. I so badly wanted it to be a dream because I couldn't tell the difference between a dream and reality. But this, this didn't feel like I was dreaming. “Jessica??” I whispered, hoping she was close to me and it wasn't my captor. “Yeah…” Her voice was weak. “Thank God! Are you okay??” I asked her. “Keep your voice down. They are still around the bus. They got Mel. We need to help Mel.” Jessica said in a weak voice. I could locate
Killian's POV I debated between going back to my apartment for a change in outfit but she didn't deserve it. She didn't deserve clean clothes or clean air for the betrayal she was playing in our faces. At first, I was going to let her be. It wasn't forgiveness, I just felt I had way too much on my plate to focus on her till the full implications of her action dawned on me. She didn't give a single fuck about consequences too. That was the funny part. Did she forget the backbone of our marriage contract was based on trust and alliance. There was no time to do behind the scenes in depth research where I could find out how she really came about being a backstabbing bitch and if—my favorite part—her family was involved. That way, I could finally have the evidence I needed against the Andersons. It was unfortunate that my father turned an intentional blind eye to their disloyalty for whatever reason. I alighted from my car, bringing the beanie over my hair further down while keeping my
Joanna's POVThe cameras went off and Donald detached from my body like I was made of fire, he stormed to his office and shut the door behind him while leaving me to settle with the producer. I wasn't composing though, I have been taking care of the ropes for a while now and have gotten used to doing it alone. It didn't change the fact I was exhausted and he was mad at me. I knew why but refused to accept it for a fact because it wasn't fair. It wasn't fair that he was lumping all the faults on me, when we both had her inside the entire time. I waited in the living room with an open but untouched bottle of wine beside me, begging to be touched. I just couldn't let them see me falling heavily on the wine as a form of dependency. I painted the strong independent woman picture right from the very face day I found out how much power my father held. I wanted to be in his seat. He warned me that it wasn't for me. That no matter how I struggled to have this life I so dearly wanted, it would