Kieran’s POVI knew the view of the palace was going to be extraordinary, so I'd kept an open mind while I accompanied Sabrina towards the beautiful monument. If I was being honest, I didn't expect to be blown away by how beautiful everything was. I'd heard stories of how the palace in the pack was breathtaking, but none of the stories I'd heard could actually match up to it. I couldn't reel in my excitement as Sabrina led me towards the palace. It was a hassle for me to keep my steps in check. If it weren't for Sabrina, I would have dashed towards the direction of the palace a long time ago, leaving Sabrina behind. I felt giddy inside, almost like a child who had just been offered her favorite candy on a rainy day. “Come on.” I latched onto Sabrina's hand, looping my hand around hers. With all of my strength, I dragged her towards the direction of the palace. “Come on, let's go.”“I'm coming.” Sabrina chuckled lightly. Obviously, she was enjoying my little display along the street.
Kieran’s POVI froze momentarily, as my brain tried to process what had just happened. Time seemed to stop to a halt as Xander’s lips stayed pressed against mine. My skin buzzed, a million and one emotions running through my mind. It didn't help that I could barely figure out what they were, before the emotions would switch up again. They ranged from shock, confusion, before finally settling for a swarm of butterflies floating around in my belly. Not knowing what else to do, I pressed my eyes shut. Even that didn't do much. I was still over aware of Xander’s lips against me. Like that wasn't torture enough, a musky smell wafted through my nostrils. It was intoxicating to say the least and I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to sniff him even more. “You know you're meant to kiss me back right?” I startled at his words, jerking back a bit. Warm and bulky hands secured themselves around my waist, pulling me flush against him. All of this, he did, without breaking eye contact with me.
Kieran’s POVI sucked in a deep breath as I stole a glance at my reflection in the mirror. No matter how many times I stared at myself, I just couldn't believe what I was seeing. It didn't add up. At all. I pouted as I smoothed my hands over the dress I was wearing. It was a pink pastel dress, with lavender flowers printed all over it. It was an off shoulder dress that clung to my skin so perfectly. It was made of pure cotton and it flowed all around me, just stopping above my ankles. To top it all off, it had a high slit that exposed a good portion of my thigh. It was a beautiful dress, there was no denying that, but what made it all the more special was the person who gifted it to me. Alpha Xander. A wide grin made its way to my face. The mere thought of it was more than enough to have me grinning from cheek to cheek. In all honesty, I hadn't stopped grinning since two days ago. I'd been grinning ever since Sabrina and I came back from the palace. Or more accurately, ever since
Kieran’s POV I didn't see that coming. Even in a million years there was no way I would have predicted that. I mean, what were the odds? As I stood rooted to my spot, my mind whirled with a million and one thoughts. How was this even possible? “Hey.” Someone's fingers snapping in front of me was all it took to bring me back to earth. I blinked twice, just to realize I was still at my door, with a very unwanted visitor staring me down. “Can't you speak?”Honestly, I couldn't. Up until now, we had no reason to talk. No reason at all, except the usual lunches and dinners, and even that was once a while. So why the hell was she standing at my door?Like I hadn't just gone through the biggest shock of my life, Alice turned her head sideways, almost as if she was checking if we were alone or looking out for someone. After a couple more seconds of doing that to her hearts content, her hands wrapped around mine as she pushed me back. “Hey!” I exclaimed as I staggered back into my room. I
Kieran’s POV “Tell me you're joking.” I said out loud. “Please tell me you're joking.” I repeated again. The string of laughter that slid past Sabrina's lips wasn't helping matters either. She had been laughing ever since I walked in here. “Sabrina?” I called out and she grinned. From where I stood, it looked nothing less than her fighting to keep her laughter to herself, and from what I was seeing, she was failing miserably at it too. “Sabrina!”“Yes, dear.” She looked up at me immediately and I watched as she pressed her lips into a thin line. From here, it was obvious what she was trying to do. She was trying her very best to stop herself from bursting into another round of laughter. “Did you want something?”“Yes.” I huffed. “I refuse to believe you didn't get me anything on your way back. Not even a souvenir from your trip?”“I told you, Kieran.” Sabrina sighed, still fighting her laughter. “I was sent on an errand there. You could as well say I went to work.”“Work?” I chorus
Xander’s POV I stood in front of the door for a couple more seconds before knocking again. Had she not heard me the first time? Was I not loud enough? Or perhaps I was too loud and I had somehow disrupted her sleep? Maybe she was already“Ugh,” I groaned. I was torn in between yelling out my frustration or just reeling it in. After a couple of seconds, I decided on the best option for me. I was going to calm down and hold it in. Why exactly was Kieran acting this way? Call me crazy, but I could swear her reaction towards me had changed ever since our sunset date. Did she not like it? Or had I done something wrong throughout and she only pretended to put up with me till we were back home?But she was genuinely happy. I could feel it. The way her body relaxed as she leaned into my touch, there was no way she could have been able to take that. Right?Right. I hoped. I glanced at the door one more time. More time had passed and her door was still closed. A sigh slid past my lips as
Kieran's POVI ran my fingers over my hair, as I stood in front of my mirror. I'd been standing in front of the mirror for the past hour now and was I tired? Hell no. If anything, I was more proud of myself than anything else.I let out a low giggle as I tilted my head to the side. Dangling from the side of my head were a couple of braids I'd made in the past hour and if I was being honest, I had done a pretty neat job. After I'd angrily fallen asleep last night, I decided to do something worthwhile with my time, instead of brooding over alpha Xander and how he had broken my trust. I wasn't even sure he was thinking about it as much as I was, and here I was beating myself over it. No. No more of that nonsense. When I got up this morning, I decided to make good use of my time. A memory replayed itself in my mind and I decided I had to act fast. If I really wanted to become independent and not totally depend on Alpha Xander and the supplies in the mansion, I had to take my job huntin
Kieran’s POV I swallowed a huge lump that was lodged at the base of my throat. I had done that thrice in the last minute now, and still nothing had changed. I wanted to ask for another glass of water, but decided against it. What kind of person asked for over five glasses of water in the past ten minutes? Me. I was that person. Beads of sweat lined my forehead, and a few droplets slipped down and got into my eye. With a huff, I swiped at my forehead with the sleeve of my shirt. The room was cool with the AC set to the highest degree, but even at that, I was sweating, and not just on my face. Even my palms weren't spared of the sticky assault. In case it wasn't already obvious by now, I was anxious. Overly anxious about what was going to happen in the next couple of minutes. My gaze darted to the lady in front of me. It was Sabrina, but as I ran my fingers loosely through the braids I'd just finished and watched her through the mirror, she looked different, and it was definitel
Kieran's POV Breathe Kieran, breathe. I tried to calm myself and loosen my airway. But it wasn't working. I couldn't breathe. No matter how hard I tried, I struggled. My palms felt clammy and I felt hot all over. Were my clothes too tight? Was it just me or was it hot in here? I suddenly felt like the fabric of my dress had become three times heavier. If that were true, then it would make sense why I was suddenly feeling so heavy and on the verge of passing out. Breathe. I chanted the word in my head over and over again, but one look at the crowd was all it took to take away the little relief I had managed to get a hold of. A million and one eyes stared at me, each one of them judging, their mouths whispering. It was easy to tell what they were thinking though, they all wanted to know who I was. Who was this “Luna”? I wasn't royalty myself, but I had served under them long enough to know how they functioned. At functions like this, the only reason why they were so eager to fi
Sabrina's POVThe sound of my heels clicking against the floors was faint, but it didn't exactly matter. The steady hum of loud music that was coming from the live band was all the sound I needed to hear. Not only was it melodious, it signaled the fact that what I had been looking up to for quite the longest time, was going to be coming into fruition today, and I couldn't wait. I was so excited, it made me wonder how I hadn't burst into my mini victory dance yet. As I walked, I caught a fleeting glance of myself on a glass surface and I couldn't help the huge smile that made its way to my lips. I was clad in a silver dress that hugged my torso firmly, before flowing down from my waist and settling on the tip of my toes. My heels elevated me a bit, giving the dress a kind of floating effect. The dress' edges were hemmed with a white flowery lace that matched the flower pastels scattered around my dress. To top it all off, the dress had a flattering neckline that left nothing to the i
Kieran’s POV I wriggled in my seat as the brush swept around my cheeks. The up down movement of the brush sent tickles spreading throughout my face, but I fought the urge to laugh out loud. If I did, I was sure I was going to ruin all of the artists' entire three hours of work, and if that happened, there was no way she was going to be pleased with it. Of course, she wouldn't dare voice it out, because she was there under the command of Xander, her King. But still, there was no way I would feel good after ruining it all, even if it was a little smudge. That and the fact that if I shifted too much, she was going to have to start all over again and I definitely didn't have the patience to sit here for three more hours. I wrung my fingers together, trying desperately to ignore the knots tying and unfurling in the pit of my stomach. No matter what I did or how many breathing exercises I did, it did nothing to help. Instead, the more I tried, the more my anxiety levels went up the roof.
Xander's POV She had to be joking. I was currently in front of my mother's study in the palace and she quite literally just closed the door in my face and told me to wait until she was done with the person inside. In her free time, she liked to tend to the personal problems of the people. As demeaning or rude she seemed, she was a big problem solver. But right now, I didn't care about any of that. I clenched my jaw in frustration. If it were just any other person, I would have their head. But it was my mother. I breathed to steady myself. Relax, Xander. A few maids passed, busy with the preparations. They stopped to greet me, snapping me out of my calming session, before they went about their day. It made me wonder the kind of thoughts that must have run through their minds. They would think their King was mad, especially since I was muttering to myself. Shit. I let out an exasperated breath, before pinching the bridge of my nose. I glanced at the door in front of me. It was a hug
Kieran's POV“Is that what you thought we were? Why would you ever think that?!” she asked and I was so lost. All those months… that wasn't friendship?“But-”“We're not friends, Kieran.” She cut me off yet again. “Never were, and never will be. You were helpless and I stepped in. I gave you food, shelter and everything you ever needed, and what did I get? You try to steal Xander from me?” She said and I was taken aback. “I didn't steal him. He was never yours!” I exclaimed and she raised her hand to slap me but I swatted it sway. She looked surprised. “If you hated me in the first place, why did you take me in?” I asked and she huffed. Her face was so red by now, I thought she was going to burst. “Because I didn't think you would overstay your welcome. Do you not have any shame?!” she said and I felt so offended. “You told me I could stay. Every single time I wanted to leave, you wanted me to stay” I said, confusion clouding my features. I thought mere words couldn't hurt me an
Kieran's POV I always heard that fate could be a bitch and it could bite you in the places you never saw coming. I believed it, especially after everything I had been through in life. From my early years in my previous pack, I had a first hand share of what it felt like to be on the wrong side of fate. I counted myself lucky when I finally escaped there and I was more than grateful to have stumbled upon the next set of people I considered family. It was stupid of me to think that the moon goddess and every other deity in charge of my destiny was done with my story. I should have known that it was only a matter of time before they would strike again, and just when I had thought my stupid fate wouldn't rear its ugly head again, I realized I couldn't be more wrong. A low breeze rustled,pulling me back to the present. The first thing I came face to face with, was the face of the woman in front of me. A part of me hoped she would have disappeared by now. I thought problems could disapp
Kieran's POV A small yawn slid past my lips as I slowly opened my eyes. Despite taking my sweet time before opening them and sitting up, my eyes still felt tired. I couldn't help the fact that I was still so sleepy. Without giving it much thought, I allowed myself to crumble back into the bed again.A small smile made its way to my lips as my head came in contact with my pillow. It wasn't the fluffiest, but I could say it knew the exact times I needed comfort, like right now. I sighed satisfactorily as I closed my eyes. Before they flew open in shock.I had caught sight of the small alarm clock beside my bed. I stared in shock as the neon green lights brightened before me. I felt my heart thump to the ground. Shit. I jerked up, almost falling over. I was still seated, but my eyes ran a million miles at once, scouring through my room. Once again, my eyes landed on the clock and I still couldn't believe my eyes. I was late. Honestly, just saying I was ‘late’ sounded like a big u
Kieran's POV Even after Xander had walked away, I just couldn't bring myself to move from the spot I was rooted to. The wind was blowing even more harshly and I was freezing, but I couldn't bring myself to care. Goosebumps trailed the surface of my skin, and no matter how hard I rubbed against my arm, it did nothing to shake away the cold. Perhaps it was just the shock. The fact that despite how hard I thought I hid, Xander still found me. I would be lying if I said the thought of our paths crossing again didn't flicker in and out of my mind. Whenever it did, I was quick to push them away because I couldn't bear the thought of him. It hurt too much to think about him, and I had decided to choose myself. I had sworn that I was going to do things that would only benefit me. I had even made myself chant that if I saw Xander, I would turn away immediately and make a run for it. Then why did I not only go to him again, but waited till he was done talking? We had a whole ass conversatio
“No, I don't” My voice was cold. I knew he wasn't lying. Of course I believed him but I was angry. I was so angry that I was treated that way by his family. And I didn't want to seem like the weak idiot I was. “Kieran.” His voice was barely a whisper. “Tell me something first. Did my mother and Sabrina have a hand in you running away? Did they do something behind my back?” he asked and I raised a brow. “Are you even asking me that right now?” I shot back. Thanks to the memory of that fateful day rushing to my mind, it was easy to channel all of the anger straight to him. “You were there every single time it happened. Both your mother and Sabrina hurled insults at me, just because I was- hmm, how did she put it ‘trash’ and a ‘rogue’, and you just stood there without saying a word” I said accusingly. I was seething with rage. I watched Xander's lips part slightly, but before he could get any more words out, I interrupted him. “Not one word.” I cut him off. “When I wanted you to