Kiara’s POV“Are you forcing me to marry him?” I asked my father when he did not drop the subject of Alpha Ralph’s son. Dad ran a hand through his thick dark hair that had started to gray at the temples and gave me an exasperated look.“Of course, we’re not forcing you. It’s just…” He trailed off and shared a look with my mother. They had been doing that for the past couple of weeks now. Sharing worried looks about me. Part of me knew they’d never force me to wed anyone but with the way things were… I’d had a seed of doubt. My shoulders relaxed once more but not quite, because there was still that worried furrow in his brows. A trace of anxiousness in my mother's face that she didn’t quite hide no matter how well she tried to. “I’m not marrying Clifford Brent. I don’t care if you’ve been best friends with his father for years!” “Raphl and I aren’t best─”“Dad!” I glared pointedly at him and with a long-suffering sigh, he picked up the file in front of us and dumped it into the ‘per
Kiara’s POVThe first thing that flashed in my mind when my eyes opened was that this wasn’t home. I was in a thin, narrow bed that was just enough to fit me. It was dim, the room so small and stuffy that I felt immediately claustrophobic. My head was banging like crazy and it worsened when I tried to sit up. My mind was a bit foggy but I was conscious enough to know I was in a strange place and probably in some sort of danger. I did my best to clear the cobwebs from my head and blinked at the simple, cluttered room I was in. There were only two doors, both of which I would be testing the moment I could feel my legs properly. Furniture was sparse except for a table with an empty bowl and the chair in the corner─I gasped at the dark steely eyes that bored into me. In the poor lighting, I couldn’t exactly make out their color, but the look in them, the expression on that handsome face made my heart race and my stomach clench and not out of fear. His salt and pepper-colored hair was
Kiara’s POVI ignored his question, stomping over to my bed and dragging his sneaker-covered foot off my sheets. “Caden!” I growled and he raised his hands in surrender. “Sorry! Sorry! I was worried!”I rolled my eyes. “And that’s why your dirty shoes just HAD to be on my bed?”His smile was sheepish. “Well, I had to be comfortable while waiting for you. Do you know the lies I had to come up with to get the Luna off your tail? You would’ve been wolf-kebab by now if not for me!” I rolled my eyes again and went to the bathroom to change out of my clothes and into my nightwear. I could smell him on my shirt. I touched a hand to the spot on my neck where he’d bit me. To my relief and frustrating disappointment, there was nothing there. Not even a scar to remember it by, almost like it never happened. Caden wouldn’t shut up about wanting to know where I was, and I myself wanted to talk about this shocking development with somebody, so when I got back into the room, I climbed the bed an
Kiara’s POVIt was almost midnight and I was restless as hell. The urge to run was crazy, my wolf felt as uncontrollable as it had during my first full moon. The ball was in high gear, with guests dancing on the floor, bellies full, and drinks flowing through the room. Everyone seemed to be having fun, except me who seemed to be here only in body. My mind and soul seemed to be miles away in the heart of the forest and my body craved to meet them in earnest. Hands clamped around my shoulders from behind and I let out a squeal. A familiar masculine laugh came from behind me and my father turned me around and wished me yet another happy birthday with a big hug. I returned his hug weakly, trying to calm my racing heart. “Thanks, Dad.” I tried to paste on a smile but his laugh died down and he examined my face carefully. “Hey kiddo, you good?”I swallowed and nodded then thought better of it. Wouldn’t it be best to just let him know? I’ve always been able to talk about almost anything
Kiara’s POV“Oh hell no,” I exclaimed rather vehemently, rising to my feet and glaring at my father. “No way in hell is that happening!” I fumed, incredulous as to how we’d even gotten here so quickly. Dad sat straighter in his seat and sent a sideways glance toward the seat next to me, a direction I was trying desperately to ignore. “Kiara Hudson, What has gotten into you? Sit down!” He glared up at me. Grumbling under my breath, I returned to my seat, folding my hands across my chest and looking the other way, resentment, panic, and worst of all, desire, burning their way through my every sense. “You have been extremely rude this entire meeting and I can no longer ignore it. What’s gotten into you? We’re simply lucky the Clan King has not taken offense at any of your impertinence.” Offense my ass! He was the one in the wrong here and judging from the smug smile on his face at my barely concealed insults and huffs of disapproval, he knew it. I’d managed not to cuss him out after
Kiara’s POV“Dad. Come on. Do I really have to go?”Dad sighed and ran a hand over his face. “Yes Kiara. For the thousandth time. You do have to go. Come on. Please? For me?”I pouted and crossed my hands over my chest “Oh that’s just not playing fair.”He laughed. “We’ll you’ve not exactly being fighting fair yourself, missy. Giving me those puppy dog eyes since yesterday. It’s just gonna be for a week and then you’ll be back.”One week. An entire week. Alone. With him. Speak of the devil, Ivan strode towards us, hand in pockets. “Alright Damien. We have to get going if we wanna catch up with our appointments. Don’t worry, your daughter will be completely safe with me.”Dad gave him a look of utter seriousness. “She’d better be. Or the two of us will be having a less cordial interaction when next we see. Ivan merely smiled, revealing his fangs and turned to me. “Ready?”Ignoring him, I turned fully to face my dad. “Tell mom I love her and not to worry too much about me. Okay?”It wa
Kiara’s POVTwo hours later, Ivan had still not returned. My phone died shortly after he left and though there was power, my bags had yet to be brought up so I couldn’t plug it back on. I was bored but not enough to risk wandering outside the room at this time of the night when there were Vampires crawling all over this place. To make matters worse, I hadn’t eaten anything since breakfast this morning. As a result, I was famished. Trust Ivan to be so inhospitable. Leaving me without food and locking me alone for two hours! I scoffed. Did he even have normal food in this place? Or did he get by on the blood of innocents and expect us all to do the same? I twiddled my thumbs for another hour before I could no longer tolerate the wait. How busy was he that he couldn’t at least check to make sure I had everything I needed. Like my fucking bags, especially when he’d all but barred me from coming out. Hopping from the bed, I went to the door, opening it, and creeping out into the hallwa
Ivan’s POVI shook my head at the man’s hapless scream, the jarring sound searing straight to my skull and making it ring. I could feel a heading coming on, precipitated by my hunger. I needed to feed as soon as possible. It had been far too long since I had my last meal. It may only be twenty four hours but I can’t remember the last time I went without blood for even two. I nodded at Archer, my second of sorts and he stepped forward, placing the hot iron rod over the man’s thighs. He screamed again, voice hoarse from hours of misuse and struggled against the ropes that tied him tightly to the chair. I rolled my eyes at his screams and stalked up to him. Gripping his short chop of stringy hair, I yanked his head back glaring down at him.“Stop that fucking whining before I really hurt you!” I hissed. He sobbed but clamped down on his screaming, making pathetic little noises like some wounded rodent. I shoved his head away in disgust. “Please!” He rasped, practically hyperventilating
Kiara’s POVI went to find my father immediately after his meeting with Ivan was over, not just curious, but anxious to find out what consensus had been reached. He didn’t seem surprised to see me, only letting out an exasperated sigh and gesturing for me to take a seat on the other side of his desk.“Well?” I said even before my ass had touched the chair. “What did you guys decide?”My father shrugged. “That he’ll return back to his manor and you’ll remain here with your family until such a time when you are interested in being with your mate.”I paused, my eyes bugging wide, disbelief coloring every inch of my features.“I’m sorry, what?” I said, shocked that such a thing was even possible. My father gave me a deadpan look.“You’re serious? Ivan really left like that?”I asked with a frown. I’d never known dad to be anything but concerning official affairs, but the thing he just said was so at odds with what I knew about the Vampire King that I immediately suspected foul play. Dad s
Ivan’s POVI stared coolly at Damien and the man stared back. Kiara hovered a few steps away from us, glancing nervously between us both.We were in his immaculately furnished study, having been summoned there by a maid after we had the refreshments Amelia provided. I respected their willingness to at least feed us before engaging in this confrontation. It would have sucked to do this with a headache caused by blood starvation.“Kiara. Leave us.” Damien rumbled lowly and predictably enough, she tried to argue with him, only cutting off when he sent her a glare.I chuckled, glad to see she wasn’t this combative with me alone and watched her with an amused, if slightly hungry gaze as she left the room. I was aware that Damien was watching me watch his daughter, but after missing her for more than forty eight hours, it was hard to let her out of my sight.I hadn’t expected her to give up on witnessing the discussion I was about to have with her father so easily but I needn’t have bothere
Kiara’s POVI scarfed down my food, barely managing to chew it completely before swallowing and stuffing my mouth with the next morsel. Conversation flowed around me but I ignored it all in favor of stuffing my mouth full with pasta and some heavenly meatballs.“Kiara come on. You’ll choke on that. You have got to slow down.”I slurped on the last of the spaghetti strands in my mouth and swallowed most of it before attempting to speak.“I wasn’t able to catch dinner last night.” I sent my mom a pointed look from across the table where she sat “Somebody held me up last night.”Mom primly dabbed at the corner of her mouth with a napkin.“Yes, it’s not because you went out for a two hour run and missed dinner is it?”She snarked back in such a haughty tone that I rolled my eyes. Deciding that I was too hungry to push the issue, I refocused my attention on my plate and kept leveling it down.Everyone was at the dining table, including my dad, Caden’s dad and both our moms. There were even
Kiara’s POVThere was someone in my room and it wasn’t any of the wolves I lived with. I lay completely still, keeping my eyes tightly shut and trying to make sure my breathing remained even.It was night time and everyone in the manor was fast asleep. Except for the intruder. And now me.I tried to think quickly of what I could do to get out of this potentially dangerous situation. My dagger was all the way over on the table at the far end of the room and I silently cursed myself for being so careless with my weapon when I was expecting something like this to happen.The person crept to my bed without making so much as a sound. I felt rather than heard the presence hovering above me. I waited, holding my breath until he came close enough and then I sprung into action.Pulling his hand, I dragged him down to the bed and flipped him before he hit the mattress so that he landed on his back with a grunt. In another moment, my hand was around his throat and I squeezed tightly, ignoring his
Kiara’s POV“Kiara? Kiara! Wake up!” I heard from deep within my slumber. I groaned and rolled over, not wanting to stop the Ivan filled dream I was having.I’d barely resettled into position when my warm duvet was suddenly ripped off my body.“Kiara Hudson! You get out of that bed this instant!” My mom yelling right over me was the last straw. The pleasant dream I’d been having disappeared in a flash as I was pulled back into the reality of wakefulness.“Mom. Come on. Five more minutes.” I whined much liked Caden had with me just yesterday. Unlike me however, my mom was not so benevolent.“No. Get your lazy behind up and get ready so we can go out.”“If you’re trying to rope me into another shopping trip you can forget it. I need to sleep.”I groaned and felt around my feet for the duvet, keeping my eyes closed in an attempt to trick my brain into falling back asleep.My mother smacked my hands away.“Ow!” I whined, eyes flying open to glare at her.She raised a brow “It wasn’t a requ
Kiara’s POV“Savez, come on. Keep your hands high enough so you can parry his thrust and block. Otherwise you’ll end up with a slit throat before we’re done here!”I yelled at one of the sparring groups currently battling fiercely on the training ground.The man in question did as I asked, holding his sword a bit higher and parrying his opponent’s next jab way more fluidly.“Good.” I grunted, moving past their group to the next.This pair were clearly still a bit green about the ears. It was clear from the way the awkwardly held their swords, as if it was too big for them. It made their knife clanging lack any power, force or even proper direction.I stepped up to them amused.“Grip it firmly, don’t clutch it like that.” I said helping one of the boys fix his fingers properly.The other mirrored the new position while the one I’d physically corrected flushed bright red. He looked shyly at me from under his lashes and I snorted. He could barely hold his sword up. What made him think he
Ivan’s POVI paced back and forth the length of my study, hands clamped behind my back, cursing ever so often and kicking at any of the poor furniture that got in my way. Lilith sat on one of the visitor’s chair, watching me pensively. Forty eight hours. It had been forty eight goddamn hours since I last saw her. I was going crazy.Was she thinking about me? The way I thought about her? This obsessive, compulsive and almost destructive way? Where was she right now? Was she laughing and happy? While I writhed here in agony, wasting away for all she cared? Was she with that stupid little werewolf friend of hers who touched her far too familiarly in ways that made me want to rip his arms off? All I’d done since she got here was spoil her. So why the fuck was she not here!“Goddamit!” I swore, exploding all of a sudden and whirling around to face her.“I can’t take it anymore. I need her back! Today!”“Ivan. Come on. You can give her a bit more time. You’re acting like two weeks when it’s
Kiara’s POVI drew open the curtains the window letting light filter into my room, the golden rays falling directly on the bed where Caden slept. He scrunched his face up in his sleep before simply turning to the other side and pulling the duvet over his face. Amused an undeterred, I marched to the bed, pulling the duvet off him. “Hey. No fair.” He grumbled sleepily. “Yes it is. It’s already past ten AM.” He grumbled something that sounded suspiciously like an insult and then chucked a pillow at me. I laughed, easily dodging it. “Your pillow tricks won’t work on me. Get the hell up.”“Come on mom. Five more minutes.”I let out an exaggerated sigh “Fine.” I said benevolently. I’d had my bath when he slept and even dried my hair. I was almost fully dress when I tried to wake him and he still didn’t budge. Most of my good clothes were abandoned at Ivan’s mansion so all I was left with in my closet were the not so nice ones. I put on a T-shirt over my faded jeans and pulled my hair i
Ivan’s POVI leaned against the back of my chair, thoroughly amused despite myself not to mention a tad impressed at my woman. My sweet, fiery Kiara. She didn’t cease to amaze me that wolf. Just when I thought I had all my bases covered and there was no way she could possibly get around them, she went ahead and did exactly that. I wasn’t sure why she insisted on playing this cat and mouse game but I couldn’t say I wasn’t intrigued. After all, I did so love to chase. She couldn’t possibly think I would let her escape that easily could she? Surely she knows I will be coming after her, very soon too. I wondered how she would react to the plans I was making to get her back. The thought of her cute face, scrunched up in a scowl and alight with fury made me chuckle. I couldn’t wait to see what she did. A frown marred my face when I thought of the man who had helped her escape. A growl neigh left my lips. He was a problem I didn’t appreciate. In other words I fucking hated his guts. He’