Esmeralda's POV. I woke up to the sound of my alarm ringing. I turned around and checked the bed and under the pillows for my phone. When I found it, on the screen read the reminder "Prom". I groaned and buried my head into my pillow. It wasnt that I was not happy about prom, I means its the day I'm expected to be marked by Mikel. Tonight Mikel would Mark me as his own. The probkem I had was the hysteria and the whole vibe surrounding it. Everybody was fussing about prom and what I was only concerned about was Mikel boring his teeth into my skin and I become his own. Maybe when thay moment comes, these thoughts about Killian, these emotions I can't seem to understand will evaporate and I will onky have Mikel in my head. I stood up from ny bed to get myself ready for the school day. It was just my normal everyday routine, but this time, I had to call Mikel, to confirm our date and ask about his problems. Suddenly thinking about Mikel's issues, my mind drifted to the guns I had stol
Esmeralda's POV. I was stunned to hear such words from his mouth. I know Mikel had his bad sides, we all do, but I never expected him to use such harsh words on me. I could understand him, if someone had been calling me non stop for hours I probably would've lashed out as well. But it was different this time, he is someone I'm expected to spend the rest of my life with, someone that is expected to mark me, to make me his. And he was using such words on me. I didn't like it. I didn't like his tone or his words. I didn't like anything about our interaction, especially the fact that I couldn't say anything and was just staring like a dumb bitch. Maybe I am a dumb bitch. Maybe that's why Mikel thinks he could treat me so badly. After I had stolen Killian's gun for him, after I risked my non-existent relationship with Killian for him. There was also the possibility that Mikel really was busy and that I had been disturbing him, but what did he expect from me? I was worried about him a
Esmeralda's POV After Killian and i danced through the night. The room waa starting to get stuffy or it coukd be the punch that was obviously mixed with alcohol. However, Killian and i made a tacit decision to leave the place. I nod farewell to silas and Gwen and left them there and went ahead wigh Killian. We walkee for a while, from the gymnasium that the prom was being held and we decided to take a short stroll to thw parkinb lot. We walkee in silence with our hands lightly brushing against each other's. His head was focsuee ahead and so was mine, he atill smelled like apples and my heart was still beating violently. Thw night wind was calm but cold and i wanted so much for him to take my hand but he didn't, instead he removed his jacket and placed it over my shoulders. "How chivalrous of you". I had to say. He lightly pushed my shoulder and we bith chuckled. "Wanna give me my jacket back, it really is cold". I shook my head at him, "you cannot even feign a bit of coquetry
Killian's POV I had never expected that I would ever make the decision of taking Esmeralda to prom as her date. Paula had warned me to keep my distance from her but I could possibly keep my distance from someone that I was inexplicably drawn to. Paula wanted me to do the impossible but of course I couldn't do it. Keeping my distance from Esmeralda for days was like me holding my breath, and that morning when she left for school in such a dress, I wanted her to change because she looked so sexy and then she wore the necklace I had gotten for her. I couldn't keep my distance, I couldn't hold myself from joining her in the kitchen, I couldn't stop myself from going to her room. Her essence pulled me so greatly, I was drawn to her. Scratch that, I wanted her more than I've ever wanted anything and I couldn't even bring myself to comprehend such desire. When we danced, it felt like the stars were aligning for us, that they were made to be witnesses of the treacherous ravenous feeling s
Killian's POV. After such an inhumane move, I dropped to the ground, trying to breathe, to grasp what left I have of life remaining in my body. I was shuddering, I was scared. I had just taken someone else's life but I was scared of losing my own. Esmeralda had changed everything for me. Before she came, I had nothing to lose, I could embrace death and allow it to carry me away to the afterlife I still cannot comprehend. However, I was here now, trying to keep my eyes open, trying to count, holding on to the edge of the rope because I did not want to die. I did not want to lose her. I was here lying on the ground, imagining her life without me, wondering if she would be happy or not. I was here grieving my own death. Being eaten up by nostalgia of the future where I do not exist. I refused to let go. No matter how tempting the peace was, no matter how I wanted to stop fighting and just rest. I had a life to lose now. I have much to lose now, things I cannot afford to lose. There
Esmeralda's POV. My heart skipped a beat from the words Killian said before he fainted. He had called me a pure blood wolf, it was the same kind of wolf mikel said he was after. There was no way that I could possibly be the pure blood wolf that Mikel was looking for. However, looking at Killian at the moment, he didn't really seem like someone who was in his right senses, he was bleeding excessively, so bad that his clothes were soaked through. His body was getting very cold and his breathing from what I could feel, was erratic. A panic started to rise in my heart and I was scared that he would suddenly stop breathing. I was so terrified. I wanted to check around to see if there were people around to help me but I had no idea if it would be futile, leaving him here to find help. When I came back from prom, I never went inside for anything, I stayed outside waiting, so I couldn't tell if people were around or not. Still, I couldn't leave him. "Help!" I yelled out, "help!" I c
Esmeralda's POVI looked back to Fowler after hearing just what he said. From his expression, he seemed to trust in his words, believing what he was saying.I wasn't well versed in the terminologies, nor did I know how it worked. But from picking things up here and there. I have found out quite a few things, grasping a shred of understanding concerning the world of werewolves.Months ago, I never believed werewolves existed that it was all just fantasy and all, but Killian was proof that not only were they real. They are not particularly democrats, no, they were led by an alpha and it wasn't a kingdom but a pack."Since Killian is an alpha now, does that mean he's likely to form a pack?" I asked Fowler.This question might have come aa a surprise tk him, his eyes flicked from Killian to rest on my own. He was evidently trying to remember the question I had asked him.He was speechless and was only staring."No," a sound came, but it wasn't from Fowler because i was staring at him and
Killian's POV.I could already smell Esmeralda's presence, her smell was distinct and the smell of hee blood overwhelmed me more than before. I didn't know how I had never taken the time to process how she smelt like, I knew there was something special about her especially as she was mated to two people.However, I could never have guessed that the smell waa because she was a pure blood wolf. I had seen her eyes glow in a beautiful color and I knew right away that Esmeralda was different. I was drawn to her in a way that I never thought and I love every bit of how she made me feel. Esmeralda was something else the world has never seen and I wanted to protect her from people that would see her the way I have seen her and would want nothing but to bring her harm or use her for their own gain.Mike for example.I couldn't stop staring at her, if by chance I ever decide to form a pack, in my heart it would solely be to protect her. I cared for her and didn't want to cause her any form o