Kiara's POVMorning dawned early and after bidding goodbye to my father, I was surprised to see so many people in the palace. The place was usually quiet. A maid came to summon me before I went back to my room to get some sleep."Lady Kiara, King Damien had summoned you to the meeting room."Unwilling yet wanting to see him desperately, I followed her to the meeting room. There I saw the main crowd. Okay maybe I was exaggerating but in all my time here I had never seen or done things done this way before. I pushed forward to where Damien sat on a throne-like chair observing all the movements and activities. You summoned all these people?"Damien watched me with a blank expression on his face and I wondered if he was still pissesd about yesterday. He couldn't, right? It wasn't my fault that my father had shown up out of the blue.Besides, it wasn't like we had made unbreakable oaths to each other. I was technically still deciding who to be with so how could he be angry?His voice wa
Kiara's POVI took a long walk after I left the meeting hall. I walked through the gardens and watched the flowers in bloom then I walked around the ground with no one to talk to me or say anything remotely annoying to me. I reflected on the fact that there was nothing I could do about my situation that wouldn't just make me feel worse. It was late when I headed back up to my room wanting to rest feeling so emotionally drained. When I got back to my room, I saw something on the bed. It was wrapped as a present. I opened the box expecting it would be an apology gift from Dorian only to see a rose and boxes of my favourite brand of chocolate alongside a handwritten note. It meant as much to me as it did you. Love, Damien.I knew instantly what he was talking about. That night that he had told me to push Dorian away because I would only hurt him. The last time we had been civil and cordial to each other. I looked at the single rose and the chocolate I hadn't even thought he notice
Kiara's POV"What are you doing in my room?"Damien had zero concept of this little thing called personal space. How could he just waltz into and sit in my bedroom as though I had given him the leave to do that? Judy who did he think he was? I was sick and tired of the shit he was constantly pulling.He didn't respond to me, instead he moved towards where I stood just by the closed door. I backed away instinctively before realizing I would be baiting his instincts as a Lycan so I stood still.I stood still as he leaned in and sniffed at my neck then he let out a menacing snarl that almost had me quaking."Why do you reek of him?" He growled.I shoved him away."And who are you to ask me that?!" I shouted."Who am I?" Damien looked incredulous. "I am your mate! Now answer my question. Didn't I tell you two days ago to let go of him but you came back to your room at this hour reeking of him?!"I gaped at him in awe of his sheer arrogance then a laugh escaped me unawares and once I start
Kiara's POVDamien looked taken aback by the intensity of my reaction but then again he didn't know that Dorian had come to me with the same white shades story and that it was difficult to treat this as though they weren't lying to me. Because it felt like they were. It felt like everyone was lying to me. "Kiara? What's wrong?"Damien asked his hand outstretched to touch me but I moved out of the way so that he couldn't. I needed my space and a clear head. "Nothing. I think you should leave. I want to think about this a little bit more."It wasn't that I didn't trust him. I saw him on top of Keturah and the trust between us fragmented. I wasn't sure how to get it back at the same time I wasn't sure if I wanted to get it back.Damien's hand hovered mid-air as he looked at me then he pulled away. "I know you are distrustful right now. As you should be because of our long history but I assure you that once I realized what she has done, I threw her out of my bed and my life."Yeah ri
Kiara's POVWe didn't go to the restaurant we went to before. We didn't go to a restaurant at all.Damien took me to a properly maintained hillside that could have doubled as a tourist attraction with its immaculately maintained grass, the well-placed lighting and the stunning view. He hired a chef and attendant to bring us our meals when we summoned them with a bell. For someone who was so gruff and friendly, he could think up the most romantic settings for a date. I gazed at him enthralled, he was exceptionally good-looking tonight with his hazel eyes glimmering an almost golden hue, his dark hair slicked back and his blue suit giving all it needed to. My heart skipped a beat from meeting his gaze. "You need to stop taking me on dates like these, Damien."He looked at me over the food between us on a well-spread table. "Why not?"I idly twirled a lock of hair around my finger as I sought the words to explain how I felt."I might begin to have unrealistic expectations of you."D
Kiara's POVThe table was quiet despite the fact that all of us were present for breakfast apart from Shaun who had gone for a run earlier on.Damien wasn't looking at me and Dorian tried to engage me in a conversation noting the atmosphere in the room but wanting to alleviate it somehow."I got a message from your father, he has arrived at home safely and he asked after our honeymoon, he hoped it was going fine. I can't believe that we got away with that."A laugh almost escaped me as I remembered how awkward that had been but remembering it now it sounded extremely funny. "Me neither. And that moment where he was all but telling me about how I had to be of a 'strong constitution' to have a child."Dorian laughed and I heard a growl from across the table from Damien who was sulking as he had been throughout breakfast. I suddenly felt bad for being so happy when I knew that I was the reason he was pissed. I was only worsening matters by talking to Dorian. It was like I was trying to
Kiara's POVThe words are heavy in my mouth. Dorian's father might die before he got home or worse when he got there yet the best I can do is give him an apology. But I tendered it anyway as I watched him pack his bag."I'm sorry, about your Dad." I said softly. Dorian looked up at me and his expression was stormy but he still attempted a weak smile."It's okay." The thought of going home for him must be scary. Scary for many reasons. He must be scared for his father and his mate that would no doubt be rallying support to crown her child her to the throne in his absence. I was only glad that Shaun would be with him. Dorian's voice cut through my thoughts as he looked at me guilelessly."You don't plan on coming with me, do you?"I was surprised at how easily he could read me. It was something I had decided on the way to his room. It was too soon, too fast. I just couldn't leave yet. I couldn't make myself leave yet. But how did he know that? "Dorian." I said softly not knowing what
Kiara's POVDamien stopped at the door looking at me with an indescribable emotion on his face. His voice was cold when he finally spoke to me. "What are you doing here?"I stood up from the bed to face him."I needed to see you."He entered the room, partly ignoring my presence as he pulled off his shoes and began to pull off his shirt. "About?"I began to feel the doubt that Keturah had begun to reap fruits. Was he being cold to me because they were already back together?I found my voice again. No, I refused to let Keturah win. "Keturah is back. I thought you would want to know."Damien didn't even turn to look at me as he responded."I knew that already."I froze, my limbs refusing to work. "You did?"His shirt came off and he turned to face me with a question in his eyes. "Yes. I did. What is it to you? It's my house after all."Heartbreak hit me as I realized that the probability of Keturah telling the truth was extremely high. They were together. I was an idiot. The bigges