Adelia's Point of ViewHe was lighter than normal. Seemed to float back to the room.We promised Nessa we would have dinner with her tomorrow night. Had a lot to talk about between now and then. My heart was hammering in my chest by the time we got inside the room. Threatened to claw its way out of my throat if I didn't pause for a second to breathe.Siya closed the door behind us with a click. Leaned against it for a second before pushing away and walking to where I was leaning against the couch. With only a few reading lights illuminating the space, I could only see the main features of his face.Pouty full lips. Prominent eyebrows. The dark etches of his eyes now freely roaming my body. The very body clad in skin-tight workout clothes that Nessa had scrounged together for me to use for the time being.Until we could escape.Now the only horrendous task before me was convincing Siya to go with me. That this life wasn't for him."Do you want to tell me what the two of you were doi
Adelia’s Point of ViewStaying true to his word, I found Siya on the couch in the small living room the next morning. His chest still lifted and fell with a steady beat. Arms were draped over his face. And a thin blanket barely covered the rest of him.It was early in the morning, with the sun still a good hour away from breaking over the horizon, leaving the air crisp as I walked toward the bachelor’s kitchen.Before now, I never dared make anything in it. Barely even glanced at the kettle on the counter. But something had changed last night. Not between us but inside of me. Shifted.Stifling my footsteps, I walked closer to where he was sleeping. A shallow hitch of breath from him had me stopping in my tracks. Assessing the situation before I went further. When he carried on with his deep breaths, I lowered my hands, gripped the bunched-up blankets, and pulled them up to his chin.“Look at you, being soft for a change,” He grumbled, sleep still thick in the tone of his voice.My han
Adelia’s Point of ViewHis eyes burned holes through my body as I jogged. Or it felt that way.I was keenly aware of every movement I made. Every step that I took. How well my back was arched and the distance my feet were spread apart.No one else was here. No one else would dare come here if he hadn’t invited them.Good. I didn’t need more eyes on me. Not when his were already so intense.“Pick up your chin and relax your shoulders.” He called out from the steps.He was in his usual combat gear. Looked ready to take down anyone that came too close to me. But his eyes never wandered. Remained on my form.Doing as he said, I picked up my chin and relaxed my shoulders. Although, after running for over an hour, my body was beginning to lag. Sweat now firmly coated my brow. And the new posture somehow seemed to strain my body even more.“I’m tired,” I called to him as I finished what I hoped to be my last round.In the weeks leading up to my capture, I had become lax with my running. Alva
Adelia’s Point of ViewKillian came to our room later on. He had aged ten years somehow in the span of a day. Seemed more haggard than I had seen him yesterday.When he walked in, Siya noticed the change as well.“Already fed up with her?” Siya said from his perch on the couch.Three cups of steaming coffee sat on the table in the middle. This time around, Siya had opted for that instead of coffee.Giving my mate a long look, Killian slinked towards the open single couch and fell in with a sigh. “I had to fuck her three fucking times last night. Each lasted about two hours. I’m tired. I’m spent. Can the bitch just fucking leave already?” He stated bluntly.I blinked. Blinked again. Processed what just came out of his mouth without making too much of a fuss about it.But as always, my mate noticed the confusion written all over me and stepped in to explain. “She beds him to prove a point to his family. And when he refuses her… well… His pack has suffered enough as it is.”My eyes slid
Adelia’s Point of ViewThoughts of my mother haunted me the entire night long. Kept me from falling asleep. Had me staring at the ceiling and the shadows that danced across it throughout the night.Her supple hair, now riddled with grey. Her kind blue eyes. My eyes.And everything she had done for me to survive.Most of all, it haunted me how I had treated her. How far from grace she had fallen because of my own sins.Because the sins of a child became the sins of the parent. And I had gotten all my sins from my father and passed it along to my mother.In the end, all she had ever wanted was my happiness. And I had cost her hers. Sliding out of bed, I pulled the large shirt I was wearing down. Wrapped my arms around my body before a shudder slid down my spine.The only thing on the other side of the bedroom door was silence. Enveloping silence. Not even the light snoring I had become so used to over the last few nights.Opening up the door felt too loud as the wood slid across the ti
Adelia’s Point of ViewFor the first time in my life I woke up to someone beside me. His rhythmic breathing lulled me gently as I woke. A steady heart beat right next to my ear.It was the most comfort I had felt in a long time. Soothed a aching part of my soul.The sun was fully up and shined perfectly into the room, illuminating everything around me. Brought warmth with it to wash away the biting cold of the night. Still, Siya slept, even with the rays falling onto his handsome face.Full, pouty lips. Defined eyebrows. High cheekbones. A large nose that complimented the rest of his features.My heart fluttered in my chest at the thought that this man was mine for the rest of our lives.Until reality kicked in and I was reminded that we were still in deep waters.Timidly, I raised the blankets, aware that he might wake up if I didn’t move slow enough. Slid out of bed with a lightness I hadn’t felt since being home.I wasn’t alone anymore.But there was still work to be done. So much
Michael’s Point of ViewThe terrain out here was rough. Had barely any fucking coverage.It had been bad enough to find the proper combat gear for this barren landscape but the heat was what truly got me down.Night was no better. The temperatures dropped well below zero. Not that there was anything out here to freeze. Except for us. With the wind cutting through your bones right into the damned marrow.We were all miserable as we waited for the scouts to report back their findings.“I thought we didn’t take private contracts anymore. That we only reported back to the board.” One of the newer cadets groaned.He was bunched up in several blankets. Teeth chattered harshly against each other. Even if we could find something to make a fire with, we couldn’t risk someone seeing it.According to Ulrich, the pack we had to ambush was only a solid two kilometres away. Far too close to risk our position for some heat.“This is a personal favor to me,” Ulrich replied behind me.His footsteps we
Adelia’s Point of ViewNessa’s apartment looked a whole lot more inviting than Siya’s. Had photos of her and her brothers on the walls. Flowers in vases. Even smelled like her.It felt like a home, not just a place where you slept.Although, a lingering smell of smoke clogged my nose when we walked in.Siya, to his credit, disguised his disgust the moment his sister waltzed out of what I presumed was a kitchen.Her hair was pulled back into a tight bun, curls threatening to fall free at any moment. She wore an apron with various smears all over it. Had flour streaks on her nose and cheeks.She was busy cooking. Or had been, considering her defeated sigh when she came closer. “I give up. I can’t fucking do it,” She exclaimed and placed her hands on her hips. “I ordered pizza. It should be here in half an hour.”I restrained a chuckle that threatened to spill over my lips. Glanced at Siya to see how he took the news.He had been right, then, to say that his sister didn’t belong in a kit