Kiera opened her eyes and saw Simone hovering above her with a small smile on her lips. She looked tired, that was the first thing she noticed. The half-moons under her eyes were darker than she had ever seen them and her eyes were red. The second was that she was so relieved that it was leeching out of her pores. "Hey," she said gently. "How are you feeling?"It was then that Kiera realized that she wasn't on a moving vehicle. She was on a bed, in a room. Her room. She looked around, amazed. "When did we arrive?" she asked in a raspy voice. "Three days ago."It made her head spin. "Three days?" "The good news is that your wound has started to heal," Simone explained. "You haven't had a fever since last night so my guess is that you're going to get better."Kiera nodded. At least she was home, she told herself. That was more important than her healing process. She felt weak, especially when she wanted to move, but her heart was filled with a joy she hadn't felt in a long time. She
A few days went by and Kiera made a decision. She would not touch on the matter of Kane with Simone again. It was far too awkward for all of them involved and expecting Simone to give her concrete answers had been unfair. She put her in a complicated position and promised herself that she wouldn’t do it again. Kiera felt well enough to start her training. She started with the basics, as Simone called them. Simone wanted her to build strength in her limbs so she used Kane’s weightlifting set and punching bag. It would take her months to gain muscle mass according to Simone but she had to start somewhere. She remembered how heavy the werewolf felt when it attacked her and so she’d need to get used to the weights. Kane called every other night and assured them that he was fine. It was awkward, talking to him. He was oblivious to the conversation she and Simone had so he spoke to them as if nothing was amiss. Her cheeks reddened every time Simone wordlessly handed her the phone. It wa
"There's another pack in the city," Kane said to them as he shoved forkfuls of beef lasagne in his mouth. “I know this because there was a strange wolf amongst the ones I attacked. He wasn’t a part of Mikael’s group.”“Are you sure?” Kiera asked, simply to fill the silence. “It could be that he joined the group later. Or that he had gone somewhere.”He shook his head and gulped down his glass of water. “No, he’s new. I’d been keeping a close eye on Mikael’s pack and I assure you that he wasn’t a part of it. He’s from a different pack.”Simone pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. Kiera herself felt flustered. She didn’t understand much about the werewolf world but if there was a new group in the city and one of them was walking with Mikael’s group, it meant that they were all after her. “So what do we do now?”“We don’t do anything,” he said, putting his fork down. “I watch the group closely to see if I can find a way to reach the new pack and you stay here and continue training.
Kiera throws the axe. It hit the spot like she knew it would. A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she sauntered toward the tree to pull it out and try again. Over the weeks, she had been getting better and better at it. She never failed now. She was better than ever, even Kane admitted that he was stunned by her progress. She was proud of herself. Actually, pride wasn’t a big enough word. She felt ready and realized how unready she had been. It was strange and mesmerizing how her body changed with training and exercise. If someone had told her two months ago that she would be hurling axes at trees and lifting thirty kilograms easily, she wouldn’t have believed it. Another thing that stunned her was we how quickly she was picking up the training. Kane was hard on her. He didn’t take it easy on her, not even when she was down on the floor. He said that a werewolf would never take it easy on her, and sometimes she would cry with frustration and despair when she felt tra
"According to the guy, the last time that he saw Mikael was when he attacked me the day I was traveling to visit you. I don't believe that I mentioned that he was there when Celia hit me. He was the one who Mikael attacked. Anyway, after that, he said their group separated. Everything had changed. According to him, it was all Mikael's fault, because what he had done to him was unforgivable. "Their plan was to torture me until I gave them information about your whereabouts, Kiera. Because of what Mikael did, I managed to escape. That was what he said. This information reached his group and they weren't happy, not in the slightest. Celia was the one who made everyone turn against him and as a result, he was shunned. Yes, I know how strange it sounds. He was their leader, after all. So how could he have been abandoned?""Wait," Kiera said, rubbing her temples. "You're telling me that Mikael was sent away from his group because he saved you from a horrible death? Is this what you're telli
Kiera parked the car in front of Mikael’s house. There was no movement whatsoever inside the house, not a star as she could see. The driveway was free of cars but that didn’t mean that they weren’t parked in the garage. She had rented a car so they wouldn’t know it was her and the windows were all tinted. She had sunglasses on and her hair was hidden under a beanie just in case. She left without informing Kane or Simone, but she didn’t because she knew what they’d say. They would never let her do this. They would never allow her to risk her life in such a careless manner. If one of the werewolves from Mikael’s group recognized her, she was done for. They would attack her and end this feud once and for all. She didn’t care, not at the moment. She wanted to find Mikael and ask him to tell her the truth. No, not ask. Demand. She would demand the truth because he owed it to her. And Kiera would take whatever risk necessary to make sure that happened. She had left her phone at home. Sh
The man's fist broke through the window. The sight of it frightened her and suddenly, she forgot how to breathe. Think. Act. Blood dripped onto her pants and spread like a disease. She had the axe in her hand but she didn't know how to use it anymore. He was trying to grab her face but she inched away so he wouldn't touch her. She only had a few seconds left to act and take control of the situation. When he retracted his hand and peered at her through the hole he made in the glass, he would recognize her. And then, all of hell would break loose.Kiera counted to three again in her head and prayed for courage, prayed unlike she had ever prayed before. The plea came from deep in her soul. She had to act or the moment of opportunity would be lost. Her palms were sweating. She could tell by the way the handle was slipping. “Come on,” she said as the man started retracting his hand, ignoring the way the glass was cutting his hand. The sight of blood was ghastly but she had to ignore it.
"You can't be serious," Kane said to her as he watched her pack her belongings. "Tell me that this is one big joke."Kiera didn't answer him. She was determined and nobody would stop her from doing this. It wasn’t fair for him to die because of her. He had tried to help her and that landed him in a terrible place. Where that place was, she didn’t know. That was what she was hoping to find out. “Kiera!”Now she was torn. She didn’t know which option was better: talking or not talking. Simone was leaning against the doorframe and watching their exchange silently. Kiera wondered what she thought about the whole thing. Simone hadn’t said a word since she arrived with Kane. She would have to deal with the rented car and the damage done to it but she had to prioritize packing. Kane sighed heavily behind her and she could feel him glaring at the back of her head. He wouldn’t understand and she was tired of saying the same thing over and over again. It wasn’t fair for an innocent man to be