KIENA My ears are ringing with a mixture of righteous annoyance and all the embarrassment that I can feel. I thought that all of my problems revolved around Dimitri and Xhecon's play of politics that involved me, but I guess I would always be seen as a lot less by everyone around me. "Do you have any idea what you are invoking by deciding to disrespect me?" "Absolutely nothing." He spits, his face wearing a mask of disgust. "I am not in danger of anything. In fact, you would be proving me right by running over to the Alpha with your cries for help. Like the useless piece of..." He doesn't get to finish that sentence before a strong arm wraps around his throat and lifts him off the floor in the grip of a single arm. "Who the hell do you think you are to be speaking to my mate like that? Have you no respect? Or fear?" Zedane snarls at him. His face is contorted in a mask of rage and his teeth are bared at the jerk he has hanging off the floor by his throat. "Zedane..." I st
ZEDANE "What would you reckon it is given the presentation?" I ask the guards stationed at the manor's great gates. I have no idea why it is that Dimitri Vocci is sending me gifts, especially not after the way he denounced his own daughter the last time we were in each other's presence. "I think it could be a set of explosives. Not deadly but annoying enough." Emmett, one of them, answers. "You seriously believe that the Alpha of Whitevalley pack would be daring enough to send a threat to my own home?" "I wouldn't put it past him to make such a reckless calculation. Dimitri has always been one to make arrogant moves as a result of the political backing he has in other packs." He responds again. "Tear open the seal. I want to see the first layer of the package. I presume it would be more a warning than a threat." "Yes, Alpha." One of my pack guards, Luke, answers and pulls a pocket knife free from the sheath at his waist. The other guards start to form a makeshift barric
KIENA A knock sounds on my door, drawing me out of the slump I've been lounging in for about three days. My head is throbbing dangerously, rivaling the thumping of my heart's beating. My eyes are swollen, a result of endlessly sobbing into my pillow. The sight of Estina's open eyes as they stared back at me, devoid of life and anything that would be attributed to health, swarmed my mind; filling me with an endless bout of nightmares and terror. All of them spurred on by the knowledge that my father is the monster I've always believed him to be. Even worse. "Can I come in? You've been locked up for three days without food or water. Your pain and physical weakness is traveling down our pack and mating bond and leaving the rest of the pack feeling uneasy and distressed." Of course it is Zedane, and of course the only reason he's here is because somehow I've managed to disrupt the peace and quiet of the pack. "I don't want to talk to anyone." I call back. My voice sounds weak eve
ZEDANE "You must really think of me as a child. Why in the name of anything would I want to oblige to such nonsense?" Kiena is clearly agitated, and she's following me about the house, whining about the condition that was set in place for her. I spin around to face her, a mask of calm indifference on my face. "You're not a child? Why then are you following me about like a teenager trying to get out of being grounded?" She gives me a look that would make a lesser man tuck his tail between his legs and probably scurry away, but all it does is make me smile. I fold my arms across my chest in a very relaxed gesture I know is sure to piss her off. "You know what it is that I want. And I am very sure that it is very different from the problems of any teenagers in the world." She quips. "You'd be surprised." "Stop beating about the bush, Zedane. Tell me what it is that I need to hear." "Haven't we already agreed to the fact that we can't always get what we want?" She sighs a
KIENA "What are you going to do about his allegation? Do you even seriously believe that a member of your own pack would be sending messages to Dimitri?" We're standing across from each other in one of the pack's store rooms. I'm leaning against a shelf, with my legs stretched out in front of me. Zedane is the exact definition of composed. He has his shoulder propped up against the wall beside the door, his legs slightly extended, and one ankle crossed over the other. "Maybe not necessarily one of the loyal ones." He responds like he's not really troubled by the idea of one of the people in his pack doing something that could destroy his pack somehow. "What is that supposed to mean? Everyone in your pack is loyal. I was told that's the reason it's so small." The look he gives me makes me regret the words I just unconsciously spilled. "Have you been investigating my pack?" He asks with a raised brow and a lot of amusement dancing in his eyes. "Of course I was. Did you s
ZEDANE I know that Kiena is busy with training and grounding her mind right now, so I sent a distraction that I am sure to keep her down for even longer. Lina. The beautiful Lina found a way into Kiena's heart from the very first time she saw her, and now more than ever I need her to keep Kiena distracted so that I can focus on the task at hand. "Where are you?" I shoot a message straight into her mind. "Am I still disturbing the peace and quiet of the pack's mental structure?" She sends back almost immediately. "No. You feel awfully content so I wonder what it is that you're up to. Perhaps I could join you." "No!" She sounds panicked even in my mind. "Are you doing something questionable?" I tease her. "No, I am not." She pauses for a beat before she sends another message. "I'm having lunch with Lina and Lyla." "Why can't I join you then?" "Because you have a menacing aura and you'd scare away my company." "Is Lyla not one of the kitchen maids?" I decide to igno
KIENA"Bravery seems like something that runs in excessive waves in your bloodstreams." Zedane says as he walks into the room of the young man. I follow behind him, taking in the small details of the room.The room is huge, yet cozy, complete with decorations of artwork that adorn the walls, and a rug that adds a layer of warmth in the center of the room, underneath a coffee table. To the side is a huge brown desk, overflowing with books and a computer system.The room is painted a homely dark blue, a reflection of the color of the man's eyes. The man who's about to be discovered as a traitor to his pack."Hi." I say instead, somehow deciding that being nice is a better approach. Zedane turns to me, a dark look on his face and a heated glare being shot in my direction. "What the hell?" His voice travels smoothly in my mind."What do you expect? We have yet to have his writing checks and you're already branding him the culprit.""Are you insinuating that Luke and the others who made
KIENA "Why would you kill him instead of simply subduing him? That's odd." Zedane speaks up.His voice has some undercurrents of anger that I have never heard before, and he looks like he's contemplating wringing Lunil by the neck."You don't seriously think that there was another choice? It was self defense, man." Lunil shoots an unaffected reply."There's a clean slice on his throat, Lunil. If he were even worthy of an effort on your part, I would have been surprised. You could easily take out the kid with a blindfold."I watch the exchange between them,wondering why the conversation seems more like a friendly thing than like any that would be carried out in a hierarchical structure. This time it is Luke who speaks up. "He was feral. Seemed like he was high on a substance, and was aiming to kill us all if we didn't let him go."Zedane looks like he's going to say something but his phone starts ringing and cuts off whatever it was he was about to say.He dips his hand into his pock
KIENAIt's been a whole month, one entire month since I got back to the pack, and that douchebag Alpha wolf, who should also be my mate, has been treating me to the coldest set of shoulders I've ever seen.He barely speaks to me, matter of fact, we barely even cross parts. But like the idiot that I am, I run outside hoping to catch a glimpse of him after I heard his enraged howl, but once again I'm met with cold eyes, curt words and an all round disinterest in anything that concerns me.I step out of the shower feeling even worse than I had when I stepped in. I don't even understand why my wolf is intent of not speaking to me, yet overpowering me with her excessive emotions. Like the very unnecessary guilt I'm feeling right now, even though he has made it clear that he was only concerned for his pack and not me.My head snaps in the direction of the door as a knock rings out. "Who's there?""Lina." The tiny voice on the other side of the door calls back.I sigh as I walk over and pull
ZEDANEIt's been a whole month since I found Kiena lying half-dead beneath the bushes that were cut into a makeshift tent for her. Whoever it was that took her wanted me to find her, and probably dead too.I can still taste the dangerous flavor of fear that had cloaked me after I found her in that position. It was something I had succeeded in preventing for well over a decade, almost two, but in a single moment, a woman was able to bring it right back."Are you even here?" Lunil asks along the bond we share with the pack.My eyes snap in the direction that his mental voice came from and our eyes lock on each other. I nod once to let him know that all is well and then pick up the pace, but he isn't far behind."You don't look like all is well with you. You've let the same rabbit run past you twice without so much as blinking in its direction, and that's very unlike you. You're an exceptionally skilled hunter, something has to be wrong if you're missing game like that."I cut him a glar
KIENAMy eyes feel heavy but I force them open, feeling the pressure in my head intensify as my body begins to stir awake. The endless dabble between consciousness and unconsciousness has left me feeling drained and weary.My mind vaguely registers the fact that Zedane is still sitting beside my bed. I wonder how long he has been in that position. He thrusts a glass of water in my direction. "Here. Have a drink."I close my eyes shut again. I can't stand the cold intensity of his gaze right now. I'm already in enough pain as it is, and the fact that I cannot even remember anything that happened after I was plucked up in front of the gates makes it all that worse."This isn't the time to play childish games, Kiena. Have something to drink, we need to have a talk." Just like his eyes, his voice is also steel hard and devoid of emotions, except maybe anger.I try to get into a sitting position after I manage to pry my eyes open, but a groan works its way through me an I slink back down,
ZEDANEMy feet halt on their own accord, the hairs on my skin stand at attention, my wolf half growling inside of me in restlessness. "We heard her just a moment ago." His complaint is growly and filled with irritation. "I know." My response is immediate and angry as well.I try to reach out to her again but to no avail. Something is even more wrong than it was when we first entered the woods. My fingers turn her bracelet this way and that, using the warmth that somehow still lingers on it to try and feel her. I don't."Something's wrong." He complains again."I would really appreciate it if you'd stop stating the obvious."The flow of magic that binds Kiena to me is... weird. It still exists, so I know she's still alive, but something has happened with it. I can't find it in my mind's eye. Almost as if something has cloaked it."I think she's been kidnapped." My wolf supplies again. "And whoever has her must have a shit ton of magic at their beck and call to be able to keep us trap
KIENA"I would never have guessed that someone of your standing would betray Zedane. He's been nothing short of amazing to all of you in the pack." I scold the traitor hotly.He laughs. He simply laughs at my heated judgement. "Coming from someone who takes his kindness for granted repeatedly? That's rich.""What do you want from me? If you're doing this to get me to betray Zedane, I'd have you know that I would rather die before I let anyone turn me against Zedane. Not everyone is as twisted as you are.""You think top highly of yourself, Kiena. Or should I call you Luna?" He makes a tsking sound. "You would need a certain level of intelligence before you can even be considered for the position of mole, and you, my dear, are seriously lacking in thay field." I feel heavily insulted by the insinuation that I am stupid, enough that I feel my mouth spitting venom before I can put a hold on it. "Coming from someone who's choosing to bite the very hand that has fed him for so many years
ZEDANESomething is amiss. I know that the very moment that I step out into the manor. Herome hurries after me immediately. "Alpha. The Luna is not back in the packhouse yet. I thought she was going to return with you."A sigh works its way past my throat. "I've been away for a number of hours and none of you thought to communicate her disappearance with me until now?" My temper is rising to the surface really quickly and even though I know it is irrational, the though of her being in possible danger makes me want to snap the necks of the wolves who should've been more careful."We couldnt stop her from leaving the pack. She left immediately after you did and we assumed you jad found that out.""Of course I found that out. I also expected that she'd be back here by now." I pause and inhale a breath. "Get some men to help you search every square inch of the pack.""We already searched for her everywhere in the packhouse, but we couldn't find her. I also cannot feel her link to the pac
UNKNOWN 15 YEARS AGODarkness, cold, pain. Al three of the things my kind usually thrived on, but is suddenly the worst kind of nightmare we could ever face.We feed on blood, consuming the very essence of living creatures that keeps them as that, but we made a vow long ago, after we realised that there was more to the earth than an eternal war; we would never eat of the blood of other rational creatures like ourselves. There were humans, but we ate them up with such swiftness that very few remained, and those who sought a haven of any kind from us turned to one thing. Witchcraft."Get the hell up! You think you're here to lounge? You're here to suffer, for evert single thing that your kind has ever done to us."The woman who kept us immobile and reeking of despair screamed at the top of her lungs, each word coated with an insane load of anger. And evil."What do you want with us? We're barely up to the age where feeding off of other creatures is in our control," the young boy whose
KIENAMy heart is still thudding with undilued anger long after Zedane walked away. How dare he constantly remind me that I am not allowed on my fathers property?A simple memory flashes in my mind's eye and I sigh. He was right, after all. As much as I hate to admit it. I denounced every tie I had to Whitevalley pack and the Vocci name, and had my father - if I can even call him that - threaten to kill me if I ever dared to show my face near him again. Yet I constantly ignore the warning and trudge hopelessly in that direction.I start pacing, thinking of a way to make myself better at the whole leadership thing. I was really only thinking of a way to help the pack, and Zedane, but instead I made him so mad that his mood had to be perpetually ruined till he got there. Being well aware of how manipulative my father is, I should have been the one to protect Zedane not throw him into the den while he struggled to rein in his temper.Another long sigh finds its way out of my throat, but
ZEDANE"I didn't expect that you'd have the balls enough to show up here unannounced." Dimitri welcomes me with a snide comment as soon as I walk into the room.He's sitting on a huge sofa, something that's shaped like a throne, complete with the brass that lines the edges, and a back as high as..."I didn't think you'd consider it unannounced still after all of the forewarning you had." I don't have the energy to keep the anger out of my voice.I've been pissed ever since I noticed that Kiena was trailing me. I wonder just how dumb she would think of me that she'd trail my single car with another one, without even making an attempt at camouflage. "Seems to me like you're forgetting where you are." Dimitri's tone is now icy, and his eyes are glaring daggers at me. The guards surrounding the room poise at the tone of his voice, each one with their gaze trained on me like they are even remotely capable of causing me any form of harm."You're making such a dramatic declaration at the s