Killian's POV To say I was surprised that Mikel's fist was able to knock me down to the ground was an understatement. I was flabbergasted. Normally Mikel's fist couldn't do much to me. He was weaker than I was and it was shocking to me very shocking that his first could send me down to my knees. I acknowledge the fact that he was angry that was why he could have summoned up the strength that he flung his fist with. On the ground that I found myself, I chuckled. It had been a while since someone hit me with such precision, with such anger and envy coursing in their veins. I rose to my feet and spat out the blood of the injury he had inflicted on me in my mouth. I looked at his eyes and I saw that he was equally shocked at his own strength. At that moment I almost shook his hand for job well done, I have never been knocked on my knees before. Somehow his punch had managed to bring me down from my high horse. I did deserve that high horse, normally, I would stray away from a fight bu
Killian's POV I was surprised to have heard that Paula would suggest such a grave and wicked thing I knew she didn't like Esmeralda I never thought she would result to this. She hated everything that had to do with Esmeralda but what she had just done was very questionable. I needed to talk to her, I needed to ask ger why she woukd do this. It was okay to dislike Esmeralda but playing such a joke that would be able to lead to izan's death was just unacceptable. I hadn't even told them about the problems that Izan was facing. I never said anything to them because I was scared lf how theg woukd react, especially Esmeralda. Looking at her as she cried and her mother's judging eyes, I knew she blamed herself for what happened, whether or not Paula had tols her something, sbe must feel that she should've been wise enough to not listen to her words. But she did. She listened to Paula and even bought her crap and so her brother had paid the price for her. Her brother was on his own, left
After Killian pulled my mum away from me, he carried her to the living room. I stood there dazed wondering how the woman that I thought loved me endlessly would resort to violence in only a few minutes. Though I tried to understand that she was feeling angry, I still could not imagine how she would purposely want to inflict pain on me with pain. She would do anything for her son. I knew I was not her daughter anymore but I wondered where the memories had gone. Nevertheless, her anger and inexplicable rage was called for. I almost killed her son. I mean, he might die and it was all my fault, I was so stupid so gullible that Paula could play a joke on me. I couldn't hate my mother for what she did. She had let her emotions take the lead and it was very understandable because I tried to kill her son. From Killian's words, he needed to fight this, but what if he loses the fight? What if he died? Would people blame me or Paula? Of course they would blame me. It was my stupidity that m
Esmeralda's POV A feeling greater than joy burst open within me. I was so happy to hear the news that I forgot about what Susan had said. I forgot about everything that happened and I was just so happy to hear that Izan had woken up. From Killian's words, he needed to fight for himself and if waking up was it then it was surely a good sign that Izan was going to live. I didn't know what I was more happy about, him being alive or the fact that I was not going to spend the rest of my life blaming myself for his death. "How is he?" I asked her. "He's fine," she said, "he came downstairs but I told him to go back up, it would be best for him to lay down and wait for Killian". I nodded my head, she had made a good decision regarding him. We had no idea if walking around was good for him, if the blood was still in his system and being in motion was going to make matters worse. It was better if he remained in the position where his body had fought off the effects of the blood. "Is Paul
Esmeralda's POV I had never even thought that the person who could've bitten Izan would be Mikel. The thought had never crossed my mind. I had been so worried about his life that I didn't take a minute to even try to think of how he turned into a werewolf. He was bitten. He wasn't just bitten, he was bitten by Mikel. My mate, the scumbag in my life. I looked into Izan's eyes and I could tell that after he heard those words from Mikel, an unpleasant feeling sparked up inside him. His eyes were fragile and it mirrored his heart. Izan was scared of Mikel. Maybe it was how he was bitten or something else but he really was scared of him. And Mikel didn't even seem like he cared about how Izan was feeling. What mattered most to him was building a pack irrespective of the people he bites, irrespective of their feelings whether they wanted it or not. Mikel didn't care. The other thing that he bothered himself about was finding the pure blood wolf. It was not in Killian's itinerary to
Killian's POV. Nobody around, not even Mikel could've predicted that Esmeralda could've made such a move. She had thrown a punch at Mikel. I thought that it was going to end there, the punch was very surprising and what followed after was even more surprising. She threw multiple punches at him. At first I thought she was only lashing out at him, making him have a taste of the anger that had been locked away in her heart. However, I didn't understand the situation. Not only did she just throw punches, I could feel the menacing rage oozing out of her. The tenacity of her punches, of her rage were quite overwhelming. Her claws had taken the place of her fingers and I could tell that the impact of her punches was quite powerful and Mikel was at the receiving end of her rage. I had already bashed his face beforehand because he had tried to hit Esmeralda. And the punches he had received from me were very painful. His lips had been split open and his nose was broken. I could tell
Killian's POV I was standing in between the two women that I cared about the most. However it was different, I loved Esmeralda but Paula was the one carrying my child. If I remember vividly, this was the first time that the two of them were on the same page. They never really did see eye to eye. Paula hated everything about Esmeralda and Esmeralda equally hated her. The reason for Paula's displeasure towards Esmeralda I could understand; she hated her because deep down she knew that I loved Esmeralda and she didn't want that. She wasn't in for that life. But neither was I. If it was up to me, I would choose Esmeralda. She was my mate afterall and making the same mistake my father made was something I didn't want to do. I knew about Paula's resentment towards Esmeralda but Esmeralda's reason for hating Paula, I didn't know about. I couldn't even pinpoint exactly when it started or how it started, I just only remembered that it obviously did start. Esmeralda just woke up and hated
Esmeralda's POV. In my sleep I heard the sound of the door creaking. The sound is faint but because of the silence, I was able to hear the sound of the door and also, the sound of footsteps. I had no idea who it was. But from the distinct smell of apples that accompanied the person, it wasn't hard to guess that the person was Killian. I was skeptical whether to inform him of my consciousness or not. I wanted to talk to him, this was the first time in a while that we were spending some time together when the rage and displeasure we felt towards each other wasn't overwhelming. However I didn't know how to start. I didn't know how I was feeling at the moment. He was also feeling the same way. When I heard his footsteps, I realized that I didn't care about whether he wanted to talk to me or not. I wanted to be selfish about him, this was the only time I had to be selfish. Outside of my room he was engaged to be married to someone else who was going to have children for him. Outside o
Esmeralda's POV.I had told Killian that I wanted to ride in a convertible and the man went ahead and got the deal done.About twenty minutes after I told him what I wanted, I saw myself in a red convertible, sitting in the passenger seat. The hood of the car was tucked in the back and my hair was caught in the wind and I was laughing hard.After what happened in the hotel room, we both got dressed up. Well, I got dressed up while he watched and when I finished, we went to a boutique to get him some clothes and that was when I told him that I wanted to ride in a convertible.I was caught off guard when we walked out of the boutique and a red convertible was waiting for us and not just that, there were four wrapped up weeds waiting for us in the glove box.He offered them to me along with a lighter.When he gave them to me, I was surprised. He really was listening to me and he really had the contacts for everything and everyone.The minute I took them, I laughed so hard because I found
Camille's POVI had been worried sick ever since Killian brought home my son. He was not healing but he was alive and what was more excruciating for me was that he was in pain.I had never known a time in my life that I had been through such a thing before. I had never seen someone else undergoing this ordeal. It was all too sudden and new to me that I didn't know how to feel, nor what to do.The only emotion I could recognize when I thought things through was worry. I was undeniably worried about my son. I was so worried that I started to doubt if it was a good idea to bring him back. Killian had claimed that he was treating him and from how confident he sounded, he seemed like he knew exactly what he was doing and what was going on.I didn't. The person who even talked me into doing this was nowhere to be seen. I couldn't guess what Paula got from this game of hers. Paula had called me one evening and told me about where Mikel was and how he was fairing. I couldn't have guessed t
Killian's POVI laughed as I watched her laugh. Esmeralda had such a beautiful laugh.Coming to Berlin was impromptu, I was just in a hurry to show her that she was wrong to think life was so simple, that with me, this was the least of things that she would enjoy.Everything was perfect. The night was perfect, when I walked out of the bathroom, when I saw her naked on the bed, she was perfect.On her knees, doing a bad job at sucking me off, she was perfect.Everything felt like a dream, that for once, I get to be happy, I get to accept Esmeralda.What I couldn't stop thinking about was when she said those words to me.When she told me that she loved me. I had been busy staring through the window, looking at the city and how amazing it looked. I was happy that I brought her with me. Berlin was a beautiful place and it was one of my favorite cities and being here with her was perfect.I could've taken her to Paris but I wanted to go to my favorite places with her. I wanted to leave a
Esmeralda's POV I was suddenly overtaken by a sense of panic. I feared what it meant. I had never given it much thought before, I had never wondered what would become of my life since I developed these feelings for Killian. I had never worried much about anything. But now, the thought has succeeded in creeping into me, making my hands shake and my whole body spasm. I was standing in the middle of the room, Killian had excused himself, he wanted to make a call, probably had to do with the surprise that he was planning for the evening. I was left alone with my thoughts. I had never hated being alone, I had never hated being the one left in a whole. I didn't care about the loneliness, I didn't fear my thoughts because I always felt that they were just thoughts and there was nothing more to it. But here I was, overpowered by my thoughts. I kept thinking of what would happen to our lives, I kept thinking about how the trajectory of our lives have been altered. Killian has never men
Esmeralda's POVI bit my lip and realized that those words were dominating and as such, I was expected to be submissive.Killian was punishing me for whatever I might have done. He did mention that he was going to punish me but my brain has forgotten what I could've done because I was more focused on his finger that is buried inside me turning in circles, thrusting in and out in a slow motion.He dropped my leg that he had been holding, then he removed his finger from inside of me. I was disappointed because it wasn't what I wanted but then he took my hands and pulled it thereby lifting my upper body from the bed."You're not a pillow princess so don't act like one". He scolded."What do you want me to do?" I asked him.He guided my hand and placed it on his very hard and big erection. "Work for this".I bit my lip again. My finger grazed over the cap and the precum was waiting for me to feel its thickness.He pulled me closer to himself from my waist and buried his head into my ches
Esmeralda's POVI considered myself already kind of used to the kind of words Killian said and how he acted when he said those words but there was something different at the moment, maybe it was because we weren't in the same country anymore or because he and I had somehow become a couple.When he said those words I started to anticipate the second when we would go back to the hotel and he would take the dress off me. It became what I was ready for. Whatever he had planned for me even though I didn't know what it was at the moment, I lost interest in it. All I wanted for us to do was make our way into our hotel room and he would be pulling the dress off me.I looked around and found out that during the time I was spending standing in a spot trying to fathom just how weirdly those words affected me, Killian was already in the bathroom taking his bath so there was no one but me left to open the door for the person who was knocking.I was skeptical at first because I didn't want to open
Esmeralda's POVI ran my hand over my chest, giving him the sluttiest eyes I could muster."Oh Daddy"Killian almost lost it. He laughed so hard that he suddenly began to cough and meanwhile, k was wheezing beside him, about to lose my mind.We must've been such a pain in the ass of the driver because the second he stopped the car, he was outside holding the door open for me.I alighted the car with a warmth in my heart. I was happy. It was already nightfall and the wind was cold and the lights illuminated the city. It was wonderful. It looked wonderful.Suddenly, some fingers interlocked with mine accompanied by the smell of apples. It was perfect.He was perfect."We should get dinner"."Okay, but I'm still gonna smoke some weed or try molly"."Esmeralda, I don't have the contacts of people that sell".I frowned, "I thought you have the contacts of everyone?"He looked utterly confused, he took his hands back from mine and crossed them as he stared at me."Esmeralda, what could've
Esmeralda's POVStepping on the private jet, I had thought I would surely be so excited that I wouldn't sleep or even try to zone out.I wanted to see through the windows and guess alphabetically where we were going since Killian refused to let me know. Even though he didn't say the exact words, I knew he wanted it to be a surprise. I had a hunch that it would be Paris and if it really was Paris I certainly would be a bit disappointed.Paris was a beautiful city and known as the city of love but it was cliché. Every woman wanted to go to Paris, people went to Paris for honeymoons and all that and it was the spot for romance. I didn't want that. Sure I would love to see Paris one day but not because of a special event or maybe I was invited for a wedding there. If it wasn't the case, the case then I don't think I'd ever want to go there.It just didn't feel magical for me.Killian had no idea about all this. He was busy sipping wine and working on his laptop leaving me to myself. I wa
Esmeralda's POV.The last class of the day was literature. It wasn't a boring class. I loved the fiction and we were about indulging in the magic that Sylvia Path was.We were going to read one of her books and so we woukd be able to read the pieces of herself she left in the world.I had talked to the counselor about the major that was on my mind, she thought psychology was good for me since I had a passion to understand humans and the way they acted.The only issue became the college of my choice. She showed me a list of really good colleges in the country but I tokd her that I already knew where I wanted to go.She didn't seem disappointed to hear that I wanted to go the the states college. She thought it was a good choice and I was going to get accepted.Lucky me, it wasn't a long drive from Killian's house and so it was perfect. I get to continue living with Killian while I go to college.I had no desire to experience this or that, to meet new people or to have the full college e