Kira’s POV“Kira, you’re making a huge mistake,” Denver stated walking closer to me. He had been quiet all these while even when I was dealing with Lance, hearing him speak right now made me certain that this was actually a huge blow to all of them.“No darling, actually, this is one of the best decisions I have ever made. Now, I’m beginning to wonder why I haven’t done this since the beginning. I just said it now and I could already feel the peace in my heart,” my voice filled with relief.Ashton’s gaze remained on me; he was staring at me intensely like he was searching within my soul. Or does he think he wasn’t included?“You cannot do this to us!” Mira’s voice was sharper than it should have been, even though I could still hear the trembling in them,“Raise your voice one more time and you won’t be any different from the man on the ground,” I threatened. I wasn’t going to take nonsense from anybody anymore.Because I chose to dine with them, one of them had slapped me, the audacit
KIRA’S POV“Mr Ashton”, I finally moved my eyes from his naked inked chest to his face, “What do I owe this surprise visit?” My eyes are trying to stay focused on his and not his naked chest.Only he can be crazy as not to knock on my door before entering, he's an asshole in every aspect and I hate to love it. His eyes scanned me and I couldn't ignore the tingling sensation that suddenly enveloped me but he would never know... I'm pretty good at hiding what I feel now. "Don't make me ask twice Mr. Ashton." “I noticed Denver was here a while ago” he stepped further into the room, then he kicked the door closed with one of his legs. “Yes, Denver was here. I didn’t know you had changed profession and is now a spy” I smiled. My hands on my knees, my legs crossed and my eyes staring squarely at him with my head a bit raised."When it comes to you, I've become a lot of things." He smiled and despite not wanting to play his game, despite wanting to kick his ass out of my room like Denver
KIRA'S POV. "You're looking dangerously delicious." I chuckled, moving my hand to touch myself and his eyes followed my every move, they were burning with lust and defiance. I climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. His cock, still wet from my mouth, pressed against my entrance. I teased him, grinding against him without letting him in, watching his frustration grow."Fuck, Kira. Just take it," he groaned, his hands gripping the sheets.I leaned down, my lips brushing against his ear. "Not yet, darling. I need you to beg for it."He growled, his hips bucking up to meet mine, but I held my ground, keeping him right at the edge. His frustration was strangely arousing, and it fueled my desire to dominate him further."Let me in or let me fucking take control, you crazy bitch!" he huffed, and I slapped him across the face, hard enough to leave a red mark but not to truly hurt him."Beg me, Ashton. Beg me to wrap my hands around your neck and lower my wet hole onto your hard, throbbin
KIRA'S POV. He moved so fast that I found myself pinned against the cold tiles, caged by his naked form. "Are you insane? Let me go this instant!" I ordered, but a devilish grin spread across his face.This crazy man!"Now I'm gonna show you how much you need me by your side, how much you will want to keep me. You're such a silly bitch, and I'm gonna show you who this cunt belongs to," he smirked, and despite the anger his words brought, the desire he ignited in me was undeniable.His hand gripped my wrists, pinning them above my head against the cold wall. His other hand roughly groped my breast, his thumb flicking over my nipple, sending jolts of pleasure through me. I struggled against his hold, but his strength was too much which was surprising or was I drunk in lust? "You're mine, Kira... Mine to destroy," he growled, his voice filled with dark promise.His mouth descended on my neck, sucking and biting, leaving marks that would remind me of this moment. His free hand slid down
KIRA'S POV. "Oh, I finally got your interest now huh?" He asked and I just scoffed, my eyes seizing his naked form and I gulped down the rising lust. "Shut your stupid mouth and go get dressed before stating your offer." I snapped, turning my head to search for his trouser but I sighed when I saw the condition of his pants, they weren't in good shape and it was all thanks to my impatience. "You see your job there darling, so you'll have to get comfortable seeing me naked while we have some good conversation." His voice grated on my nerves and I thought of a possible solution."I'm not interested in seeing you naked." With that, I moved towards the wardrobe, grabbed one of my big towels and moved back to him. Flinging it at him, I ordered, "cover yourself with that and talk, I need to eat and get some sleep." "It's good to see how badly my body is affecting you, sweetheart.""You're an asshole, a total waste of space, say what you wanna say or I'll call my security on you." I thr
Ashton's POVWith a wide grin, I strolled out of Kira's room with the towel still wrapped around my waist and enjoying the scent of her still wrapped around me. My mind and thoughts were clouded by what had just transpired between the both of us. I had seen it coming but who would have thought I could get this much from an angry woman? Even the angry Kira cannot refuse my cock. I look forward to having more of her… she's different, she fuels my monster and I love that. How can I let such a woman who sees the fire in my eyes add fuels to it and then swim in it. Many women are afraid of me because of my nature. I hide so much from them but with Kira, I unleash myself and she's discovering more. She stole my inheritance, she should have her fun, play her game and I'll be there to watch her, learn her weakness and strike her back. Funnily, I had thought I would be able to pin her down and make her change her mind because of sex but the girl is determined. Causing me to wonder what exac
Kira's POVA gentle knock from the door woke me up, I snapped my eyes open before checking on the time. I let out a soft sigh before looking up at the wall clock, it was 8 am.“Shit!” Another groan escaped my lips before I knew this was all Ashton's fault. I didn't sleep on time and I slept quite exhausted. As I got out of bed, the knock continued, because of how gentle it was, I knew it was Bella. “Come on in, Bella” I ordered and she opened the door. Her head popped in first before her entire body. “Good morning, ma'am Kira,” “Hm, good morning” I answered as I picked up my phone. “You haven't come down so I thought to check up on you” she explained and I nodded. “That's very thoughtful of you, Bella. I had an eventful night, thank you very much” I dialed a number and placed the phone on my ear, waiting for the person on the other end to pick up. I had a long day ahead of me. “Hello Kira, you're missing me already?” Noel's playful voice rang through the phone but I rolled my
Kira's POV. Ashton’s smirk was infuriating. “I didn’t pack, darling. I told you, I’m not leaving until you give me an answer.”Denver, standing beside him, looked equally smug. “We’re not going anywhere, Kira.”"You... Mr. Denver, you are standing with a man..." I paused and looked at them, thinking of what to do but the other family members were looking at me and I didn't want to see them. My gaze flicked to Bella, who was standing off to the side, clearly uncomfortable. “Bella, please make sure the rest of the Jones family finds their way out.”Bella nodded and quickly went to work, guiding the others who were cursing and yelling as they went out of the house. Ashton and Denver remained, looking at me. What had Ashton done to Denver and why are they together? I took a deep breath, trying to keep my composure. “Ashton, I don’t have time for your games. I’ve already made it clear...I don’t need you.”He took a step closer, his eyes never leaving mine. “You may not need me, but you
Kira’s POV“Hurry it up, girl! You’re delaying us!” Ashton’s voice boomed from outside my door, full of playful irritation and absolutely no sense of personal space.I stood in front of the mirror, scowling at my reflection like it had personally offended me.Because, honestly?It had.The dress I was wearing was pastel pink.Pastel. Pink.It had tiny floral embroidery, soft frills around the hem, and a stupid little ribbon around the waist.I looked like I was about to star in a cupcake commercial.“You look beautiful,” Morana cooed in my head, annoyingly smug. “And less dangerous. Be happy Ash got you a similar gown with Trisha.”I bit the inside of my cheek, hard.“Less dangerous?” I muttered under my breath. “I look like a demoted fairy godmother.”Morana laughed like this was the best thing that had happened all century. “Admit it. You don’t hate it.”“I hate it.”“You don’t.”“I do.”“You don’t.”I growled low and grabbed a leather belt, cinching it at my waist just to feel some
Kira’s POVThings have been going well...too well.So well, I’m starting to get nervous.It’s that quiet-before-the-storm kind of feeling that creeps in when you least expect it. The kind that whispers, "Brace yourself, it won’t last."But I refused to let that fear take over. Not today.Today was for Trisha.I pushed the thoughts aside and rolled out of bed, stripping off my shirt as I made my way to the bathroom. The cool air kissed my bare skin, goosebumps rising as I stepped onto the tiled floor.Today was Trisha’s day. Her rules. Her smiles.And I planned on making every second count.Even if her idea of “fun” meant subjecting myself to glitter slime, rainbow pancakes, and some god-awful children’s movie with way too many musical numbers.As the water turned hot, steam filled the room. I stepped under the showerhead and let the heat soak into my skin, muscles relaxing as I tilted my head back."She deserves this," I whispered to myself. "She deserves everything."“Ash is coming a
Kira’s POV "Morgan Lycan?" I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. The words felt foreign, unreal, yet they echoed in my bones like they had always been a part of me. I narrowed my eyes at the old witch...though calling her "old" felt ridiculous. She looked no older than a teenager, her skin smooth, her features delicate and flawless. But I could feel the ancient energy pulsing from her. She had lived for centuries. And she knew things. Things about me. "Yes," the witch confirmed, folding her hands in front of her. "Your kind were believed to have gone extinct long ago. But... Well, it seems you survived what wiped out your entire clan. Which is strange because the force that eradicated them made sure no one was left alive." I exhaled sharply, my hands balling into fists. I was finally learning about my origins. I should be thrilled. I should feel something. But all I felt was...hollow. Like I had just opened a door to a past I wasn’t sure I wanted to wal
Kira’s POV"Mom! Faster... he's gonna win!" Trisha squealed with laughter, her tiny voice ringing through the air as she bounced on her feet.I huffed, pushing my legs harder as Ashton and I sprinted across the open field, the cool wind whipping against my face.Ashton was insanely fast today, his eyes gleaming with pure amusement as he shot me a cocky grin mid-run.The bastard.I had no idea who the hell he was trying to impress, but it sure as fuck wasn’t me.Still, I wasn’t about to let him win so easily."You're cheating!" I called out, my breath coming fast as I surged forward.Ashton let out a deep chuckle, barely looking winded as he kept pace ahead of me. "Cheating? Angel, I'm just naturally superior."Oh, that’s it.Mo growled in my head. "Break his legs."Tempting.I dug deep, my muscles burning as I pushed forward, tapping into a small fraction of my power.Just enough.I felt the shift in energy, the wind bending for me as I launched forward with unnatural speed, overtakin
Christopher’s POVMy mind burned with rage and unimaginable pain as I watched the news on the massive screen in front of me.The words echoed in my ears, stabbing through my skull like a million blades."Alpha Michael...presumed dead. His fortress burned to the ground. The infamous Dark Angel, Kira, has made her first move against the men that betrayed her."The images of blackened ruins, of charred bodies, of absolute destruction flashed across the screen.Michael was gone.Kira...that fucking lowly Omega...killed my brother.Burnt him.Didn’t even leave his body for us to bury.I roared, my vision bleeding red as my claws shot out, my wolf snarling inside me."That fucking bitch!" my wolf seethed, his voice dripping with pure hatred. "She didn’t just kill him, she erased him! She humiliated him! She tore apart everything we built!"A sharp crack echoed through the room as I kicked the coffee table, sending it flying against the wall. It shattered into useless pieces, much like the c
Kira’s POVMy eyes were misty as I stared at my sleeping child, her tiny frame curled against the soft sheets. Each rise and fall of her chest felt like a miracle.I found it hard to believe this was real.That she was here. That I had won.For so long, I had been fighting, suffering, surviving. My life had been nothing but a cruel game of betrayal and bloodshed, but now… I had her.I had one piece of my heart back.A shaky breath left my lips as I brushed my fingers through her hair. She looked peaceful...softer than I had ever seen her. But beneath that frail exterior was something fierce. She had endured so much, yet she was still here.Like her mother.My lips curled into a small smile.“You’re so strong, my love,” I whispered. “Just like me.”A warmth surged through my chest. A fierce, burning pride.I didn’t just love my victory. I was addicted to it.I would never lose again.A soft knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts.I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.“
Kira’s POVMy first strike sent Michael flying across the rooftop, his body slamming into the concrete wall with a sickening crack. The force shattered the stone behind him, dust and debris crumbling at his feet. He coughed, blood splattering onto the ground as he struggled to lift himself.I tilted my head, watching him suffer, feeling my power crackle at my fingertips. It was hungry. I was hungry."I'm gonna give you a slow death, Michael," I said, taking deliberate steps toward him. My voice was steady, but the storm inside me was anything but. "The worst death imaginable. It’ll serve as a message to your brothers..." I paused, flexing my fingers as flames sparked in my palm."—a message of the darkness I will bring into their lives."Michael groaned, rolling onto his side, his body trembling from the impact. But I wasn’t done.I wanted him on his feet. I wanted him to fight back.I raised my hand, sending another pulse of power into the ground beneath him. The rooftop shook, crack
Kira’s POVThe moment my paws hit the ground, my senses sharpened. My ears twitched, picking up the faintest echoes of movement. The scent of Michael’s blood, tainted, desperate, still lingered in the air, but more than that, I could feel him.Mo growled in satisfaction, shaking herself out as she stretched her claws into the dirt. “Michael… where are you?” she purred, her bloodlust crackling through our shared mind. “Run, little wolf, run while you still can.”A dark thrill coiled through me. I wasn’t just hunting. I was claiming what was mine. My daughter. My revenge. My right.Suddenly, a new scent hit me, thick and overwhelming. More wolves. A lot more.“We’ve got company,” Mo noted, sounding almost excited.She lifted her head, scanning the rooftop. Our golden eyes burned against the darkness as I counted them...at least twenty, maybe more.Michael wasn’t just trying to escape. He was stalling.Coward.A deep growl rumbled in my chest as I watched the wolves circle, their eyes gl
Kira's POV "Ready to take Michael down, sweetheart?" Ashton asked, handing me one of my favorite daggers. I smirked, twirling the weapon between my fingers before leaning into him, brushing my lips against his. It was meant to be a brief kiss, a quick taste before we left for battle, but as I started to pull away, Ashton’s hand shot up, gripping the back of my neck. Before I could react, his mouth was on mine, hot and demanding. His tongue thrust into my mouth, teasing, dominating, playing tag with mine. A small gasp escaped me, not from shock but from the raw hunger he poured into the kiss. It was reckless, intoxicating, and completely distracting...exactly what he wanted. Annoyed at his audacity, I smirked against his lips and, without hesitation, brought the dagger to his throat, pressing the cold steel against his skin. He froze, his grip on me loosening just slightly as his golden eyes darkened with amusement. "You crazy fucker," I muttered, my lips brushing against