Chapter Forty-sevenKendall’s POVI couldn’t believe what had just happened. Declan’s accusations had left me reeling, and I couldn’t comprehend why he thought I would ever betray him like that. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I tried to make sense of everything, but the more I thought about it, the more confused and hurt I felt.Suddenly, the door burst open, and Declan stormed into the room, his expression dark and filled with rage. Before I could react, he grabbed me roughly, his grip tight and unforgiving.“Let go of me!” I cried out, pushing against him with all my strength. “I’m not your slave! I’m not your sex toy!”But Declan’s grip only tightened, and no matter how hard I struggled, I couldn’t break free. He forced me onto the bed, his movements aggressive and filled with anger.I fought against him, desperate to resist his advances, but he was too strong. With each passing moment, I felt more powerless and defeated.As he forced himself upon me, I despised every moment of i
Chapter Forty-eightKendall’s POVI didn’t know how long I lay on my room floor bemoaning my fate but I was certain it spanned for more than an hour.When I woke off, feeling exhausted and drained of all my energy, I groped my way towards the bathroom to clean up. While doing this, I purposely ignored looking into the mirror but curious to see my current look, I had no choice but to have a peek of myself.On seeing my disheveled face and the bruises I had sustained, tears began to roll down my cheeks. For the next few minutes that followed, I was sobbing silently.Right now, I really wished I could run away but I was trapped.Even if I had the opportunity to run off like I was in a dire need of, I had no idea on where I should head to. My home which was supposed to be my haven was going to reject me.If only my father hadn’t forced me into this I wouldn’t have been in this mess in the first place — I said in my head as I wiped my face with the back of my palm.After cleaning up, I mad
CHAPTER FOURTY-NINEFEW DAYS AGOCADEN'S POINT OF VIEWI scanned the streets and there was an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach, a sense that something wasn't quite right. But I pushed the feeling aside.My instincts pointed my attention to a certain corner. My eyes narrowed as I stared at it — I decided to go there and survey.I rounded the corner but as I walked, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched. I glanced over my shoulder, but there was nothing and no one there. Still, the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end.I paused, my senses tingling. There was a faint scent in the air, unfamiliar and unsettling. I took a deep breath, trying to pinpoint its source.With caution, I continued moving as the scent was coming from where I had initially been suspicious of.Suddenly, a noise broke the silence. I froze, my muscles tensing as I strained to listen. There it was again, a soft rustling in the bushes nearby.I approached cautiously, my hand hovering near my
CHAPTER FIFTYPRESENT TIMEKENDALL'S POINT OF VIEWI let out a sigh as I threw away a rumpled up paper for the umpteenth time. I took out a fresh paper and stared blankly at the crisp white sheet of paper before me.What could I possibly say to my father?I had to write this letter to him, but I had absolutely no idea what to say. I picked up the pen, my fingers trembling slightly as I poised it over the paper.But as I tried to form the words, they seemed to elude me, slipping through my grasp like water through clenched fingers. With a frustrated sigh, I dropped the pen back onto the desk.I sighed again, burying my head into my palms. With another sigh, I raised up my head and chewed on my lip.I had to think of something.I reached for the pen once more and this time, I forced myself to put pen to paper.Yet as I wrote, it seemed like my words were inadequate, meaningless. I paused, reading over what I had written, and shook my head in frustration. It wasn't right, it wasn't enoug
CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE KENDALL'S POINT OF VIEW The sight of his glowing eyes filled me with a primal fear, one that seemed to seep into my very bones."Declan, please," I pleaded, "You're scaring me."But he didn't seem to hear me, lost in the grip of his own rage. His fists clenched at his sides, his entire body vibrating with barely contained fury.He got up from the bed and then, in a sudden burst of movement, he lunged forward, his hands closing around my shoulders with a vice-like grip. I cried out in pain"Tell me the truth, Kendall," he snarled, his voice a low, guttural growl. "Or so help me, I'll make you regret it."Tears welled in my eyes as I stared up at him, my body trembling with fear.He shook me violently, “Tell me!" he roared, "Tell me what you know about that night!"Tears streamed down my cheeks, mingling with the fear that clenched my heart in its icy grip. I shook my head frantically, my voice choked with sobs as I pleaded for mercy.“Please, Declan….let go of me.
CHAPTER FIFTY-TWOKENDALL'S POINT OF VIEW As the guard pulled me away, I watched as the others restrained Declan's wolf form with chains. His struggles were fierce and desperate and he continued to fight against the chains.But despite his best efforts, the chains did not budge. Eventually, Declan's struggles grew weaker, his movements slowing as exhaustion began to take its toll.His snarls turned to pained groans, his body sagging against the chains that bound him.Finally, with a final, weary sigh, Declan shifted back into his human form, collapsing to the ground. His chest rose and fell with each ragged breath and his eyes closed.I felt a pang of sympathy for himm. Despite the danger he had posed, despite the fear he had instilled in me, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sorrow.The guard that held me turned to me with a look of concern in his eyes. "Let me escort you inside, ma'am," he said gently.I nodded, “Yes please.” I said and he also nodded, leading the way. I was hu
Chapter Fifty-threeDeclan’s POVI could sense that it was hard to remember something but the issue now was that it was very hard for me to recollect what I wanted to. I knew it was something valuable and something that was really going to help me out with this puzzle that’s been going on repeatedly in my head but I had no luck.“Does anything matter to you? You seem very bothered. Do you need anything or are you feeling sick? “I knew telling Kendall anything that’s happening to me right now I was only going to put her in a very confused and devastated state and that was the last thing I wanted anything going wrong with her or my baby.“I’m doing very well. I’m just a little bit tired right now so that’s the only thing that is on my mind. You have nothing to worry about, you know. “I said with a very convincing smile plastered on my face.I didn’t know if Kendall actually bought what I said because I did not sound that believable to myself but she better did because I did not want to
CHAPTER FIFTY–FOURDeclan’s POVI deepened the kiss, and Kendall’s arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer as our lips moved in perfect harmony.aAs we kissed, it seemed as though there was an irresistible pull, drawing us closer and closer until we pressed tightly together.My hands moved to her back, tracing every inch of it. I had never felt such hunger before—it was taking over my body and mind.It was as though my soul was craving every inch of her. Fuck.My lips left hers, working their way down to her jawline. My breath was hot and heavy against her skin. When I reached her neck, she gasped as my teeth gently grazed her skin.“Declan…” she called out to me in a moan. She melted into my embrace, tilting her head back as her hand left my broad shoulders and went down to my back.I got up on my feet, pulling her up with me. I lifted her into my arms, straddling her legs around my torso as I led her to her desk.Gently, I lowered her onto the table.“Did you really want to d