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
Kiara's POVThe moment we were out of sight of the growling Damien and into one of the private empty rooms in his huge palace, my fake smile dropped. "What did you want to talk to me about?"I sounded curt because I felt curt. Sometimes when something embarrassing happened to me I would be unable to say anything to defend myself in the moment but the instant I was alone, all the kickass things I could have said would keep occurring to me even though it was too late to change anything. So many times I replayed what I could have said to him in my head after he disgraced me. In my imaginations, sometimes I slapped him, others I told him to go and fuck themselves, in a few, I slip his throat and watched him bleed out.But now that Dorian was right in front of me I could do nothing but watch him impatiently. The day had been long and I honestly couldn't wait to climb into my bed, nod off and pretend like today had not happened. Dorian took in my thunderous expression and seemed a bit u
Kiara's POVEven though his words made me swoon on the inside for some reason I couldn't understand, I pulled away from him then stood up and faced him."What do you mean I am yours?"His hazel eyes smouldered and burned as he took me in. "What did you think I meant?"My skin felt tight as I looked at him, my body heating up. How could he affect me so thoroughly? "I don't know that's why I am asking you."I refused to let myself waver. This man always got into my head and made me wish for things that I shouldn't and then he would turn around and act like nothing was going on. I folded my arms over my now overly sensitive chest. "How can I know what you mean when you are hot one moment and cool the next."Damien's hands slid into his pockets as he watched me, something similar to dark amusement in those hazel eyes."I have always made my intentions with you clear."The nerve of this man! How dare he even attempt to act like I was the one overreacting? How dare he act like I was the o
Kiara's POVThe next morning, I woke up alone and confused.The way Damien had touched me and the way I responded to it made me feel more than a little bit ashamed. I recalled the way I had begged him while I took my shower and no matter how I tried to dismiss the thought from my head, the thought did not want to be dismissed.I went downstairs hoping breakfast would bring some clarity. The only thing was I had forgotten that Dorian was now staying with us so he was already seated at the table with no sign of Damien.Perfect, just perfect. I smiled at Dorian and he smiled back at me. "Good morning, Kiara. I thought I might have to eat breakfast alone.""That is very common around here." I said as I eased within my seat before gesturing for a maid to bring me juice. "You seem very comfortable here." Dorian seemed harmlessly curious. "Have you been here for long?" But I wasn't even sure I wanted to share that information with him. A maid hurried towards me, interrupting that unwant