Her wolf seemed to have grown. It was bigger, way bigger than it had once been and though she did not understand why, she ran forward, launching her first attack.The wolf was quick to avoid it, hitting her right over. It growled as Kiara stood to her feet again, the sound too bloodthirsty to be real. It ran after her; fast and strong and Kiara wasn’t sure what to do, how to respond. Her body moved on instincts, but she was too slow, the wolf had already situated itself over her.She wiggled beneath it, whimpering when it’s paws scraped against her vulnerable stomach. It leaned closer, growling in her face, it’s saliva dripping on her white fur with ease.What was going to happen to her now? Fear slowly devoured the anger that had been running through her and she shrunk back, trying to appear way smaller than she was. All the strength she thought she had had dissipated and now she was just scared...Scared to die...was this how Zique felt or did he feel worst? He was stabbed when he l
Kiara wasn’t sure how long it has been; days...weeks? But she knew it couldn’t be a month. Nobody came to see her and she was worried sick. She didn’t know if Zique was dead or alive and because of that peace was never by her side.At night, she barely slept and whenever she did, it was her tears and quiet sobs that lulled her to sleep. Gabe and Damion were practically non-existent in her world, not once had she even picked up their scents; heartless. They really didn’t care one bit about her. All those smiles and those pretty words were fake and as the realization sunk in day by day, Kiara felt even lonelier in a prison that withheld so many people. This place was even worst than the dungeons, it smelled rotten, and it was noisy even at night. The bars were rusty and darkened her hands whenever she touched them, and the people down here seemed viscous and nonsensical.There was this one man next door who’d lick the rusty cells every time he looked at her and another who’d grab the f
“You can’t stay here, Zique. You won’t fully recover. It’s been more than a week. And Kiara...you need to get back to your senses so you can set her free.”“Free?” Zique looked around the room. “She doesn’t want to be free...she keeps coming back here.”“Not again, Zique.” Zique smiled, his eyes seeming distant. “Sometimes she’s nice. She smiles at me, holds me...but then...” he hugged himself, the little twitch of his lips slowly wavering. “Then she picks up that knife again...that bloody knife and she kills me over and over again with it.”“She said she’s sorry. She told me she was.”“If she was sorry, she wouldn’t keep doing it again.” He looked down at his side where he knew the scars she left was. His shirt was covering them, but they were there. His Kiara...his princess...she stabbed him twice.Though he lived through it, he felt dead. Every time he thought of her, his mother’s face would replace hers...that snake, it was probably her who possessed Kiara...that evil woman who b
Gabe walked his way through Zique’s front door, a bag with food in his hand. This was his daily routine now, Zique could barely take care of himself and so he had to do it. He didn’t mind, but he wish Zique would just come back. It’s been like this for too long, two weeks had passed and he’s been having deadly hallucinations of Kiara stabbing him.It was a sad sight to see, especially after seeing how beautiful they both were together. Back then, it had been annoying when they sat beside each other and giggled like lovebirds in his presence, but now he was hoping to be able to see that again. They both loved each other, it was obvious. And seeing how ugly it was to tear them apart hurt his heart.He knew it wasn’t right to blame himself, but it was his fault, wasn’t it?He was tasked with an important yet simple mission; watch Kiara, protect her no matter what decision she made. If it was to leave, then it would be his job to escort her safely and if it was to stay, he was to soothe
Zique’s steps were slow as he walked towards the door. He had suffered himself enough, too much. The reason he had done what he had was for the pack and yet he was neglecting them by regretting his actions.He lived, he should be proud, but what was there to really be proud of?If he hadn’t doubted the bond he shared with Kiara, he would’ve known the curse was broken and the pain he had forced her through wouldn’t have been necessary. But still, was that enough for her to try killing him?Yes, he had been harsh, he called her useless, told her to reject him...but...but...Zique clenched his jaws, twisting at the knob. He should just forget about it, the memories of that night, he should never bring them up again. They had been torturous enough; that look of rebellion that had been in her eyes, that strong scent of vengeance that had drifted from her, it was enough to throw him in a pit of agony.This all needed to stop, this struggle to be happy needed to come to an end. There was no
The cells rattled as the guard’s baton ran across it. He looked inside at Kiara, his eyes shining so bright in the darkness. “Did the alpha really cast you aside? It was the talk all over the pack, I guess he finally confirmed that the rumours weren’t just rumours. He always hated weak and frail things, it really was a mystery why he was with you.” Kiara stiffened at his whispered words, shuffling further away from the rusty bars. “Y...You said the same thing last night.” “Nothing’s wrong with constantly being a reminder to you. The alpha stashed you aside, but it’d be nice to get to know what he saw in you in the first place...going between those pretty legs would do...” “H-He didn’t stash me aside...he didn’t.” The man chuckled. “He didn’t, huh? If it weren’t for beta Gabe, I’d have already used you like a toy until you’re completely broken. But he made it clear that you’re suppose to receive special treatment. He sends the omegas with food everyday...but something that was throw
Zique took up the bottle of water on the seat beside him, gulping down more than a half of it as he watched Damion and Gabe goof around on the field. The idiots hadn’t much long finished sparring and now Damion was trying to get Gabe to have a ‘push up’ competition with him. It wouldn’t happen, Gabe was already done for the day...all he wanted now was a nice plate of food before going straight to bed. He was lucky he could sleep whenever he wanted, but it was different and difficult for Zique. He barely slept and when he actually did sleep, it was tremendously forced. He wasn’t on sleeping pills, but he sometimes wish he was. Day time was basically the only time he got for himself at night...everything was about Kiara...his thoughts were just as betraying as she was. No matter how hard he tried, they kept going straight back to her. Her beauty had always been something that captivated him, but now he could see the ugliness beneath it. If it weren’t for Gabe, he wouldn’t have gotten
Zique walked down the prison aisle, passing the rusty bars that defined each cell. There was a number on each one and he was told that Kiara’s cell was the 44th. After two weeks, he’d finally get to see her again, he couldn’t help the anxiety that toured through him and the anticipation that fed off of his steps. The scent of this place was so heavy and disgusting that he could barely smell her. But it was there, her sweet scent...the one that always managed to seduce him...that scent which was now the only thing that could put him to sleep. He hadn’t seen her yet and he was already having second thoughts...his Kiara, the woman he treasured was locked in a place as vile and dirty as this. She shouldn’t be down here, but it was a situation that he could not help. Betrayal was betrayal no matter how you looked at it. She had wanted him dead, she didn’t love him...she couldn’t have...for how could she have wanted him dead, when he’d do anything in his power to keep her alive and by his
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