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
Kiara's POVI really didn't want to go to the party. I might have planned it but he was the one who had made me plan it. And since I had been given that task by him I couldn't afford to fall short of Damien's expectations. It wasn't like I was against parties. I just didn't want to go for the one where the man who had rejected me without even bothering to have a conversation with me first would be. Prince Dorian no Dorian must have felt like such a boss disgracing me so publicly and making people look down on me like I was a slut or like there was something defective with me that a prince had not wanted to be my mate. Now Damien wanted me to go downstairs and pretend like Dorian wasn't looking down on me for being caught by Damien and detained by him for this long. No, I wouldn't go. If I wanted my father to pick me up, I would give him a damn phone call. I wouldn't let Dorian and his people offer to take me home. This was their fault anyway. How could they fix a problem they had
Dorian's POVThe entire meeting had been annoying. My dad had sucked up to King Damien so much that one would forget he was a king in his own right. I could understand to an extent because the Lycan were bigger, stronger and just generally more advanced than us especially in battle ensuring whenever we had skirmishes we had the higher number of losses.So of course the importance of this treaty couldn't be over-emphasized and of course, he would do anything needed to be done to ensure it was going through smoothly. Still, the fact that we had to cosy up to Damien was annoying.Maybe my bad mood had to do with Ashly finally convincing my father that we could name 'our' child the heir to the throne immediately after it was born. Its gender didn't matter naturally. It would be a born leader as 'my' child. My father had readily agreed. He seemed so agreeable these days with anyone who wasn't me. No. Me, he watched with an eagle eye as though he suspected I was always up to something ne
Kiara's POVI couldn't believe my eyes as I watched Damien and Dorian trade blows as the crowd watched on, The air was heavy with shouts and murmurs as they fought. I covered my mouth in shock. I couldn't believe they were fighting over me. No, this couldn't happen not on the heels of the very important treaty that would spell a new dawn for both wolves and lycans. "Please stop fighting!" I yelled but both of them ignored me as they went at each other again. Damien stepped up to hit Dorian who dodged and moved away. Seeing some space between them, I fought my instincts that said to never ever step between two wolves fighting. Well, thankfully it was only one wolf and one lycan which was better in a way but worse in others. I stepped between them."I said stop!"At that very moment, Damien threw a blow at Dorian and although Damien visibly tried to stop himself in time, the edge of his blow still glanced my shoulder making me teeter. Ouch. Both of them stopped fighting instantl