Marcus’ POVThe place that the Lycan’s chose for negotiations was a smart choice. Geographically, our territories were separated by the great mountains that were uninhabitable. Our ancestors believed that it was these snow-capped mountains that protected us from the evils of the north, as it wasn’t possible for their wolves to survive the cold temperatures of the mountains. They were spread over a vast space, making it impossible for either party to cross it and reach the other end alive. Hence, they had chosen a place called Porcia, that lay miles away from both our territories, but whose people lay in a secret alliance with the Lycans for a long time. It was a land with sparse population, and the legend has it that it was a home to a few banished witches. Given its history, when the Lycans picked this place for negotiations, I couldn’t help but feel apprehensive about it. But I had no choice. They were holding my sister captive, and I had to listen to me. So when they had informed
Kiara’s POV It had been four days since that dreadful night. I remembered it all like a dream that I had seen from afar, rather than lived in the epicenter of it. Sometimes when I looked down, I could still see the blood in my hands. I remember wailing on the ground, helpless, as pain paralyzed me. I was losing a part of myself, my baby. One whose existence was hardly declared to the world. To my world. To Marcus. A shudder ran through me as I reminisced about what happened later that night. Amanda and Natalie had found me unconscious in the room and rushed me to the hospital. I was off the entire time I was treated there, losing track of time. However, when I did open my eyes, I was back home, lying on the bed in my room. Marcus was beside me, and my heart instantly relieved itself at the sight of him. Despite everything, I still had him. He was safe and alive, right beside me. I remember waking him up with my fingers, making him shoot up straight at once. Although relief washed
I sat up straight in my bed at the sound of something breaking downstairs. Frowning, I made my way toward the door, only to hear Marcus utter something angrily. I widened my eyes at once, afraid he would do something in anger that would eventually cost us dearly. If we played our cards well, Lucien’s help could be tremendously beneficial for us. He was on the enemy’s side after all, meaning he had access to sensitive information that we perhaps would never be able to procure. The fact that such a main player had approached us to offer his help should inevitably warrant our victory in this. However, to somebody like Marcus, who wasn’t aware of Lucien’s true motives, his actions might seem suspicious. I couldn’t blame him for it really, since he had no idea about him being Bella’s mate. There was no way he could understand why Lucien was interested in Bella at all. If anything, I’d expect to question his motives at every step, because what else would explain his sudden willingness to h
As I walked out of the house, I instantly spotted Marcus. Although I had earlier seen him leave the hall with Amanda and a few of his men, he was standing alone now. He perhaps demanded some solitude, but now was not the time I would respect his wishes. As he heard my footsteps approach him, he turned around to throw an irritated glance at me, but his eyes halted on my figure at once. He didn’t think it was me. “Kiara?” He asked, “Is everything alright?” “I came down to speak to Lucien.”He turned his entire profile now, astonishment etched in his face, “Why the hell would you do that?” “I needed to know what he wanted.” “I’m there to take care of those things. You need to rest.” He brought his hands to graze the skin on my forearms. “I think we need to give him what he wants.” Marcus scoffed, “He wants to marry Bella” “I know.” “Are you crazy? What made you think I’ll allow that?” “If you want to save her, then you must. Marcus, you and I both know we need his help.” “I kno
The next morning, I awoke early.Rubbing the sleep off my eyes, I twisted on the bed to face Marcus who was still peacefully resting in slumber. I brought my hand up to brush across his hair, his soft strands slipping away under my touch. His face slightly moved under my caress, making me retrieve my hand at once. I didn’t want to wake him just yet. Yesterday wasn’t easy on him, and I could only imagine what he had planned today. He needed all the rest he could get. Sighing, I got up from my seat and walked to the washroom. Once I showered and cleaned up, I got dressed and headed out to fix some breakfast for myself. It was still very early in the morning, the sun had barely risen above the horizon, so I was positive I could enjoy some solitude in the house. But I was quickly proven wrong when I heard noises coming from the kitchen. Could it be Amanda? Frowning, I slipped inside slowly and was surprised to find Lucien hovering above the counter. When he heard me enter, his eyes shot
“Kiara was just telling me how grateful she was for my support.” Lucien said as he casually emptied the contents of the pan into a plate. “Yeah right,” I rolled my eyes at him, indirectly trying to convey to Marcus that it was not true. “What you should be grateful for is that you’re still alive,” Marcus said as he moved to my side. Wrapping his arm around my shoulder, he pulled me closer toward himself protectively. “Have you had breakfast?” “Not yet.” I said.“Let’s head out then.”Nodding, I followed him before looking over my shoulder to cast Lucien one last glance. As expected, a teasing smirk was playing on his lips, making me roll my eyes. “Did he say something to hurt you?” Marcus asked as we stepped out of the house onto the lawn. Per usual, the breakfast was already set up by the maids and they were stepping aside from the table as they saw us approaching. “Nothing I couldn’t handle.” I said. It was futile complaining to Marcus about what he’d said. It would only anger
Marcus’ POV By the time Ethan and I returned from our meeting, it was already evening. We decided to stop by Ethan’s place for a bit so he could pick up Natalie before we went back home. Our mission was happening tonight, so I had asked for Ethan to guard the mansion along with a few others while I was away. Knowing the Lycans, they were perhaps waiting for a chance to attack Kiara and my absence would give them the perfect opportunity. Moreover, I also had the vampires to worry about. Taking all of this into consideration, I knew I couldn’t trust anybody but Ethan with Kiara’s life. Since he wished to stay back for Natalie too, he didn’t hesitate to accept my request. Sighing, I looked toward their house as I waited for them to come out already. After a couple of minutes, the couple exited the house finally. Natalie was approaching the car while Ethan locked the door behind. She gave me a warm smile as we made eye contact, but I struggled to mirror her expression. My eyes had long
Marcus’ POVI welcomed her kiss by wrapping my arms around her waist, pulling her closer toward myself. Kiara wrapped her hands around my neck, while simultaneously pushing me backward into the bedroom. She didn’t stop until my back hit the wall that was the farthest from the balcony, her hungry lips moving feverishly against mine. I wished I could kiss her like this forever. Be with her forever. Her hands gripped my shirt as she deepened our kiss, making me groan. Then, I felt her hands travel lower before she completely abandoned my shirt to go for my pants instead. Next thing I knew, she was fumbling with my belt, peeling it off of me within a fraction of a second. I frowned as she went for the button of my pants, undoing it in haste. I broke away from our kiss as she managed to turn me around, pushing me onto the mattress. “What are you doing?” I said as she climbed onto the bed to straddle me. “I need you,” she whispered against my lips as she took my upper lip into her poss