“You didn’t eat breakfast.” Zique leaned against the counter, watching the omega as she munched on an apple. “Why?”“I-I...I wasn’t hungry.”“And yet you’re shoving that apple down your throat as though you haven’t eaten in a week.”“Well that...” Kiara looked down at the last apple she had. He wasn’t lying, she finished them all in nothing but a minute. “I...t-they taste nice.”“Right...” In order to not insult her, Zique left it at that. Damion had sat him down and lectured him properly when she had left earlier. He was to treat her nice, not call her weak, not call her disgusting. He was to compliment her —though that was something he would never do even if his life depended on it, and right now his life depended on it— and he was to make her fall in love.No matter how hard he looked at it, that was the only thing he could do to live, but how in heaven’s name would he be able to pull through?It took everything in him to just peel her three damn apples and it took even more to sp
Kiara walked her way into her room, her eyes observing the emptiness inside. She had nothing in her possession but that bag of clothes he had brought her, the bracelet around her wrist and her pride which he had completely shattered last night.She thought she had forgotten about it, but she couldn’t. She could remember it vividly even though it was an unfortunate situation.His eyes had looked down at her so differently and his voice had sounded so sweet when he wasn’t condemning her for being weak.It had made her heart flutter, made her hold on to him even through the pain. It was probably because of the heat, it definitely was...after all, she hated those dark orbs and the scar under the left one and she hated his voice too.That face, she could never confess to liking it either, but last night she couldn’t stop staring. She had observed and memorize every single detail. His round face was just centimetres away from hers, his long lashes almost touching her forehead. Beads of swe
Zique folded his legs as he sat on the floor, his eyes darting around the empty room as though this was the very first time he was seeing it.It was just as dull as he remembered it, the white walls with nothing to decorate it and a room as empty as his heart.It was his parent’s, he thought he could forget them by throwing out their things, but the atrocity of that damn day still lived in his head. Blood from the wounds his father was bearing was splattered all over the floor. There were several of them; deep stab wounds that had been so visible to Zique’s little eyes, and then on the other side of his room, was his mother, his father’s blood all over her pretty, white night gown and a kitchen knife by her feet.It had all been a nightmare to Zique, one he thought he’d soon wake up from. But as he stood there as a thirteen year old kid and pinched himself numerous times, he realized that it was indeed reality.It had been then that tears greased his eyes, his little body wouldn’t st
Kiara shuffled back on the floor, but froze when he stooped in front of her. She expected him to curse at her, to call her weak, to tell her to go back to her cage, but instead he grabbed her face and abruptly connected his lips to hers.She would’ve gasped if she could, but she couldn’t even pull away as his lips assaulted hers.They were soft and yet their movements were so rough. Tingles kept shooting up her spine and it wasn’t because she was terrified, it was because it actually felt good.The way his lips suckled on hers, the way his teeth gently nibbled the soft, moist flesh.Kiara couldn’t think of anything else. Slowly; reluctantly, her hand reached for his shirt, tightly gripping onto it, but unfortunately that was when he pulled away. He looked her in the eyes, that same emotionless expression replaced by one that held so much desire. “Open your mouth.”His breaths were heavy, his words sounding so desperate.They confused Kiara, but nonetheless, her lips slipped the sligh
Zique rose up from the floor, taking her with him.He didn’t know what his problem was or how he ended up planting his lips against hers but it just happened.She shouldn’t have said what she did, her words were what riled him up...‘I don’t want to stay anymore. I hate it...take me to Gabe or to Damion. I won’t run away.’He had this strange feeling in his guts when Gabe had brazenly taken her on a walk earlier and then she had the courage to mention him again.It was obvious she preferred Gabe more than she did him and that didn’t make him feel very nice.Regardless of everything he had said and done to her, he was her mate, she had no right saying she wanted to live with Gabe.And yet instead of getting angry as he should, he had bent down and kissed her like a fool.That didn’t deem him weak, did it?Kissing a girl wasn’t something that made a man weak, but why did he even kiss her in the first place?Was it because of those eyes?Those sad, desperate orbs that looked up at him pl
Zique stripped her of her clothes, his eyes scanning her body as though it was his first time seeing it.Her skin glistened under the light; pale and beautiful just like a porcelain doll. Her hair was sprawled out all over his pillow, her face holding so much desperation. He was glad to see that she wanted him just as much as he wanted her...she was scared and yet she was still so willing to let him have a glimpse of the perfection that hid behind her garments.She should’ve shunned him, should’ve told him not to touch her. After what he had done to her this morning, he had expected it, but she surprised him when she gave him the consent to do whatever he wanted.He had f*cked her so hard that she passed out last night, why was she so willing to let him do it again?Why did she trust him?Zique didn’t understand, but did he even want to?All that really matter was the fact that she wanted him. He didn’t have to care why, that wasn’t important.Spreading her legs, he settled between
Night came when Kiara least expected it. She had forced down dinner in an uncomfortable silence with the alpha, then she had taken a bath, and then she was here...in her room, looking down at her toes.She didn’t know when outside got dark, but it was...she could see it through the curtains, could hear the night outside...The silence that was only disturbed by a couple of things; the wind that whistled against the trees, the crickets that cried like they thought nobody could hear them and the alpha climbing painfully slow up the stairs. He was probably going to his room, or to the bathroom, but he wasn’t coming to her.He hadn’t said a thing to her since what conspired between them earlier.He only said what was necessary when he came to get her.-_-FLASHBACK-_-Kiara had been sitting like a log in her room, nothing to do as usual. Her fingers kept running along the tiles of the floor, drawing something she could only picture in her head. That’s when he came, his steps so loud as h
Kiara still stood frozen by the doorway, looking at the alpha with a gaze he wholeheartedly understood. “I-I don’t want to go with you.”“I know.”“Then...Then why did yo...?”“It’s simple, I didn’t want to go on 'The hunt' this year... I don’t feel like it.”Yeah right...that was a lie, he wanted to go more than anything. Bringing something to it’s knees, biting into its neck until it bled was just what he needed to appease the anger rolling around in his chest... and yet here he was saying something like...‘I don’t feel like it.’Was he a f*cking idiot?He’d never missed the hunt before, it only happened once a year and every year this very day would be the best of his life.He brought down the strong and toyed with the weak just because he could. He’d hunt bears, boars, deers, he’d slaughter them and bring them back here as meat.The raw smell of blood was always thrilling to his senses, the cries of pain from his prey, the struggles, the anxiety in its very last breath...Zique wa
DAMION'S STORY “Get out…someone will be here soon…” “But I~” Damion glared over at the pack member who laid almost breathless beside him. He knew it was a possibility that she hadn’t yet recovered from the roughness he had bestowed upon her, but he didn’t care. He didn’t force her into his bed, she came willing and so she should go out willingly as well. “Did I by any chance ask you anything? I said to get out, you’re supposed to do just that, not talk back.” “I’m sorry Gamma, it’s that…my legs…they’re…” “Just go…” The omega that he failed to get the name of stood to her feet, her watery eyes glancing down at her shaking legs. There were bruises all over her body, red marks that gave away the fact that her life was not much long ago f*cked out of her. Her neck which he had squeezed so tight was plentiful red, her wrists which he had held above her head and even her hips that he had hooked onto while he hammered deep into her. He was sure she saw stars tonight, poor thing probably
Zique looked down at the crowd of people in front of him. He was standing on the podium, Kiara beside him and between them was elder Jacob. The crowd was silent, looking up with anticipation in their eyes.They had all been waiting for this, but Zique had waited far longer than they had. He was eager, his anxiousness was far too high. He had wanted this moment for so long, and now that it was finally time for it, he wasn’t even sure how to act.His lips were wobbling to stretch into a happy grin, but his pack was watching, and he’d seem too stupid in front of them. He had to keep the bliss he felt in, they couldn’t know just how fast his heart was beating right now and just how nervous he was.Kiara was going to mark him tonight, her mark was going to be on his neck and their bond would be much stronger than it already is. Three months had passed since their first appointment with the doctor and now Kiara was five months pregnant. Her baby bump was the cutest, she had put on weight, h
Zique held Kiara’s hand as they headed down the path towards the pack hospital. The woods were quiet since there was nobody else here, nobody but the trees and the animals that lived within and below them. The narrow patch of grass beneath their feet was trampled and dry, making it different from the healthy ones that grew beside it. It was really what defined their path because this particular section of the forest bed was dead due to how many times it had been stepped on.Zique’s steps were slow, Kiara’s too, they were both basking in the comfort of their company, the pack hospital wasn’t too far away from them, but Zique was probably the only one ecstatic to get there.Kiara on the other hand was still nervous about the results she was about to get. It was stupid, but she had her reasons. Zique had told her his story, told her why he had always wanted a son…and if she really couldn’t grant him one, why were they even mated?But what if there’s a chance that she had a child and it t
“He’s finally gone for goddess’ sake!” “You told him to leave…that’s why…” “What? Didn’t you want to be alone with me like I wanted to be alone with you.” Kiara looked over at him, her fingers fumbling the blouse she wore. “It’s not that…you see…Damion’s already so sad. So I thou~” Kiara paused when Zique shuffled even closer to her, his arm brushing against hers. “You thought?” “I thought…well I…I wanted t-to make him feel~” Zique twisted towards her, grabbing her waist and lifting her onto his lap. “Turn towards me.” Kiara’s hand gripped onto the thin material instead of just fumbling it, her legs reluctantly as she adjusted herself to face him. “Continue now, you wanted him to fell what?” “To f-feel comfor…” Kiara’s lips wobbled, her face going red and she could do nothing but hide it against his chest. “W-Why?” Zique’s arms hugged around her, pulling her even closer to him. “Why what?” “Why am I here…? On…on you when there’s a couch here.” “That’s obviously because I w
Zique walked into the house, trying his best to totally forget about what Gabe said. Kiara was already his, and more over, she would always be his. Was that why he pitied Gabe?He was five years older than Zique and yet he hadn’t found his mate, and now the first person he had ever showed feelings for was already taken. It wasn’t his fault, so Zique couldn’t really blame him…he probably fell when he least expected it.After all, Gabe wouldn’t be stupid enough to have willingly fell in love with someone he knew he couldn’t have. As he said just now, ‘the heart wants what it wants’, and it was true, for his seemed to have reached out for her.Zique could only hope that what he said after that was just as true ~that it wasn't hard to get over her~ because what else could he do but hope? He couldn’t condemn his best friend, couldn’t shun him…and he couldn’t hate him for something like this either.They’ve been through too much…and that was exactly why he didn’t want to bring up the fact t
“I won’t tell her.”“Well, I won’t f*cking tell her either.”“It’s better if you tell her.”“Zique can tell her his f*cking self!”Kiara stared at Gabe and Damion, squinting her eyes in confusion. Zique left a minute ago to get her strawberries and she was now in the care of these two. “Tell me what?”They looked at each other, then over at her, both shrugging at the same time. “Nothing…we’re not talking about you.” Gabe grumbled.“I know you were talking about me, you kept glancing my way.”“Well, that’s because…it’s because~”“No Gabe! Don’t let her force it out of you with that pretty look on her face.” Damion threw his arm over Gabe’s shoulder, turning him to face away from her. “We won’t tell you, Kiara!”Kiara tilted her head, delving even deeper into confusion. They were acting weird, weirder than usual. “What’s wrong with you two?”“Ask Zique…he knows.”“But…but…why can’t you tell me?”Gabe pushed Damion’s arm off of him and with a sigh, he took a seat beside her. “It’s nothi
“I want to talk first…about that ‘them’ you mentioned earlier.” Zique almost faltered at her words and somehow fear started to cave his heart again. Would she accept it? It was a question he couldn’t stop himself from asking. Nevertheless, he took a seat at the edge of the bed, running his hand down his face in frustration. He shouldn’t run from the truth any longer. She was already carrying his child, there’s nothing either of them could do about it now. Sighing he turned to face her. “You’re pregnant…” “M-Me…?” Zique’s fingers twitched, his nervousness becoming palpable. “I know you might not want this or rather, I know you might not want to have my child, but yes…you are…you’re pregnant with my child.” Kiara looked down at her covered stomach, confusion in her eyes. “But the doctor sa~” “The doctor lied.” “Then…Then~” “I know, I was a bastard to you because of that and I’m sorry. Instead of my pack that doesn’t care about me half as much as you do, I should’ve chosen you.
“I’m…I’m tired Zique…”Zique rammed into her again, hands holding tight to the gloves of her ass as she held onto him with both her arms and legs. “I know princess, this is the last round, I promise…”“Y-You said that a while ago.” Her finger scraped violently across his back, the tears from her eyes streaming down his shoulder. “It’s too much…”Zique sighed, his thrusts slowing to a stop. “I really promise it’ll end this time…I just don’t want to let you go…what if I do only to find out that you won’t want me again after this.”Kiara lifted her head off his shoulder to look at him, her back pressing against the wall behind her. “I will…”“Promise?”Kiara’s hands cupped his face as she nodded. “I promise…”“Alright, you promised…you can’t tell me you hate me anymore, you can’t tell me that you won’t forgive me, you promised…everything has gone back to normal, I can hold you if I want, I can kiss you and you won’t get upset.”Kiara nodded with a chuckle. “Yes, I know. You’re acting so
Kiara’s face pressed against the table as Zique’s hand sunk into her back, forcefully arching it. “Like this, Kiara…” His hand then ran down the length of her back, straight to her thighs, spreading them. “You look so sexy right now…” Kiara felt it when he pressed up against her and his hard on settling at the edge of her entrance surely not going unnoticed to her. Her cheeks flushed even redder, her body mentally preparing for what was about to come. “Are you ready, princess?” Kiara nodded, her legs trembling in need. She wanted him so bad that it ached, and now that it was finally going to happen, now that the pleasure she had awaited was so close, she could think of nothing but it. Her anticipation was at its peak, her desperation too, and the desire was running abundantly wild inside of her. “Hurry up…” Zique leaned down, his body pressing against hers. “You’re being impatient too…” Kiara could hear the smirk in his voice, he was teasing her, riling her up to a point where sh