Kiara's POVI couldn't feel half of my body when I woke up. I groaned groggily, moaning as I turned. The bed felt soft and massive as though it was actively trying to consume me with each movement I made and it smelt like Damien. It was that thought that jolted me fully awake. I sat up in bed-Damien's bed. I was wearing a nightwear that wasn't mine without any underwear. I looked around his room, certain I was still dreaming because how had I gotten here and more importantly, what had I done here?I recalled my conversation with Kaylan. Then nothing. Not exactly nothing. I remembered the feel of Damien's hands on my body. I remembered the feel of his hardened length against my core, I remembered the taste of his skin on my lips… Goddess, did we have sex? If we did, why couldn't I fully recollect what had happened? "You are up."I jumped at Damien's voice as he stepped out of the shower, his hair dripping water down his broad shoulders to his smooth well-muscled chest down to hi
Damien's POVI saw the surprise in Keturah's eyes. It had been the last thing she had been expecting. "Damien? Damien, what are you saying?"I stood up from my chair putting some distance between us. "I think this was long overdue. We no longer want the same things."I wanted Kiara. I wanted my mate at my side. And I was ready to put in the effort to keep her by all means necessary. That was why my time with Keturah had to end. Keturah was next to me in an instant, her hand reaching out to touch me. "If this is about the labels, we can continue snd–"I moved to avoid her touch before meeting her eyes so she could see I was serious. I meant what I was saying. "It isn't. I wanted to tell you before you started talking about Kiara."Keyurah's face went almost frighteningly blank, her hand falling to her side. "It's because of her, isn't it?"It kind of was but at the same time, it wasn't. What we had couldn't have lasted forever regardless of Kiara entering our lives. "Keturah."
Kiara's POVDid he just say what I thought he did? I couldn't believe my ears. "What? I should come to your room?"Damien looked at me with an almost bored expression across his face as he spoke. "You don't need to get too excited about it."I fought the urge to throw something at him from across the table. How was it that he was the one throwing inappropriate advances but he was making it seem like I was dying to be with him or something?"Excited? You seem to have gotten the wrong idea. I am mortified. How can you just proposition me like that?"He had the effrontery to sip on his juice like what I was saying didn't remotely concern him."I am not propositioning you."Really? I wasn't deaf. I had heard him loud and clear and now he was trying to gaslight me."You are. You literally just asked me to come up to your room. You can't treat me like a slave and expect me to come up to your room because you are horny and–"He didn't let me finish before he interrupted."Kiara–""Let me f
Kiara's POVWhen there was a knock on my door so early, she was the last person I would have even expected. "Keturah?"She smiled at me tightly and I wasn't sure how I felt about her presence. After that fruitless argument for Damien again and touching myself, it had become even more considerably out of sorts. I made sure to accept every and all the corrections Damien asked me to make to the treaty and I was already rounding up drawing up the treaty with Damien's input. Sometimes it felt like he was watching me but it was possible that it was all in my head because Damien hadn't shown even a flicker of disturbance at having me so close by. He made me doubt all that Keturah had said. And while the temperature of his office kept going up, we had not had any intimate moments. That in itself almost felt strangely intimate. And I couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if he had seen me touching myself. Knowing Damien, I had no delusions about what he would have done. He
Kiara's POVMaybe I shouldn't have asked. Maybe I should have just sat quietly and ignored the voice in my head that wanted answers. It would have been smarter.But what Keturah said had pushed me. The way she had said it. And of course, the 'secret' itself had compelled me. I could still hear the liquid fluidity of her voice that was heavy with implicit meanings."You want to hear a secret? Damien and I were expecting once. I was going to bear his heir and be his. Then we were betrayed and I lost the child. You are probably thinking how this is any of your business but consider something."I wasn't thinking it was none of my business. I was thinking how it was possible that both of them shared such a bond and I had been unable to tell. I thought what was between them didn't get any deeper than casual sex. But keeping a child. At least until it was terminated or whatever betrayal meant, was a different ball game entirely. I suddenly felt guilty for all the moments I had shared wit
Damien's POVIn retrospect, I shouldn't have been so harsh. I should have been a little more tolerant. The thing was that was the last thing I had expected her to ask about. So her query had shaken me and I flared up and reacted based on my instincts. My mind went back to that time. That time that we lost the child. The thing was I didn't know about the child until later, much later, or I would have put in measures to keep Keturah protected. Keturah hid that information from me and I didn't understand why until recently. I would have realized the truth. That she wanted to keep the child because deep down she wanted more than the relationship we had. Mere minutes after I found out and was confronting Keturah, we were attacked and the pregnancy was lost. The loss had bound us even tighter as we sought for comfort in each other. That should have been my first sign to stay away from her but I couldn't leave her like that at that point. I was mean not heartless. I had to do something
Dorian's POV"No."I didn't even think twice about the request before declining it. Ashly was livid. Of course, she was. When wasn't she?"No? I am your mate. I have a right to be at the treaty signing."The treaty was finally going through with King Damien and as unexpected as it was, it seemed to be true, not a scam as I had initially thought. That meant he hadn't discovered that my pack, my mate in particular, had a hand in what had happened to the sceptre. All was well and naturally, Ashly wanted to put a wrench in the plans. What was she saying? That as my mate she had the right to be there. How laughable. "Sometimes, I wonder if you also lie to yourself because your delusions are phenomenal." I said, my every word coated with derision. Her green eyes hardened in anger and growing annoyance. "Dorian."From the outside, we probably looked like a normal couple having a usual argument. Ashly was just beginning to show and pregnancy looked beautiful on her with her glowing ski
Damien's POVIt was the day of the treaty signing and I wanted the day to be over with already so I could get back to Kiara. I was sure that she wouldn't leave with her father even after the treaty was signed. Maybe it was the way she looked at me at that date. Maybe it was how different things were between us. "Have you delivered the dress to her?"I ordered a dress from the same store we had been to for Kiara to wear for today's celebration. She had been so busy organising everything that she had been unable to prepare adequately for it. And the decorations had come out stunning. I was proud of how her efforts had turned out. "No, King Damien. She is feeling sick."I paused while putting on my jacket. The maid who went to deliver the dress she was supposed to wear was at the door. "Sick?"I had never walked so fast in my life. I wondered how serious it was and I called my doctors who were already on their way.It was almost time for my meeting with Dorian and his father but I