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
Zique looked towards Damion who walked casually into Gabe’s room where he was still staying. His hands were in his pockets, eyes squinted into tiny beads. “What exactly are you planning? And you went and saw Kiara, right? How is she?Zique shrugged. “I’m not planning anything major.”“And Kiara...?”“She’s fine.”“Fine...? I don’t think she is. Gabe is right, though I already contacted Shontelle I don’t think you should go through with whatever you’re planning. I haven’t yet forgiven Kiara for what she did to you, but I’m sure if you end up breaking her, you’ll break too.”“Me? Break? Do you think I’m weak?” Zique stood up from the bed, stepping closer to Damion. “Nothing like that will happen to me, so I’d suggest you mind your business.”“Zique I...at least listen to what I have to say fir—”Zique’s shoulder bumped harshly against his as he walked towards the door. “I don’t want to hear it, keep it to yourself.”“Ziqu—!”Zique walked out the door, slamming it shut behind him, he wou
Zique met Nathaniel in the office, totally ignoring the papers Gabe laid on his desk weeks ago. He was in no shape to involve himself in pack politics, he was too broken for that now, he’d do it the moment he felt whole again.With slow steps, he walked around his desk, taking a seat in front of Nathaniel who was already seated. He looked up at Gabe, gesturing him out. “I’ll come see you when I’m done, for now give me some privacy.”Gabe gave him a look that deliberately told him not to do anything stupid before walking out, leaving Zique and Nathaniel alone. “Greetings, old man.”Nathaniel glared at him, index finger tapping the messy desk. “How many times must I tell you that I’m just 40 years old? I wanted to invite you to my birthday party, but I heard you were a real mad man walking around like a sane one. Is it true? Was there something really wrong with your head?” he chuckled. “It couldn’t be true, the Zique I know would never let a thing drive him crazy...the news must’ve bee
WARNING: This chapter contains scenes that may be sensitive to some people; sexual harassment and thoughts of suicide and death...Thread carefully.(╯︵╰,) _ _ ‘Its not about what you want, it’s more about what I want and I want nothing to do with you. I’m done, you have nothing that I want. You already showed me your true intentions, why should I let you out so you can stab me again? Do you think I’m a fool?’ The words lived in Kiara’s mind even now... He was done... He wanted nothing to do with her... She had nothing to give him. The words were clear and Kiara understood them, but in a sense she didn’t. Why? Why was Zique done with her? Why did he want nothing to do with her? Why could she give him nothing? Why would he think she’d ever stab him again? She’d never do it, not again...she now knew how wrong she had been, how cruel, but how could he just end it? How could he let go of her when he promised he wouldn’t? Kiara wiped under her eyes, realizing that there were no
Zique stood on the podium, his internal panic killing him and yet externally his face was as blank as a sheet of paper. Shontelle stood in front of him, hands in his and out of all the elders, it was elder Jacob who stood before them both. The cold look on his face was obviously because of disappointment and yet despite that, he was still doing his job. Two packs stood on the ground beneath him, the lights illuminating each member’s face. They all held burning candles in their hands, nothing but an ambience of excitement and anticipation circulating the meeting grounds. And yet all Zique could feel was an augmenting sadness that wouldn’t stop tearing at his heart. Something didn’t feel right, his chest burnt in more ways than one and his wolf was prominently unsettled. Was this another punishment? If so, then why every time the pain decided to increase, it was Kiara that popped up in his head. Perhaps he was just being paranoid, perhaps he was having second thoughts, or perhaps it w
“Alright, I got your approval, it’s time to get the crowd’s...I believe a heart down there is dying to stop this.” Elder Jacob walked around them and towards the edge of the podium, clearly projecting his voice. “Before we begin, is there anyone who is against this uncultured mating?” Zique’s eyes toured the crowd for a hand of disproval. Deep inside, he really wish there was one, but his heart sank when nobody stepped forward. The elder cleared his throat. “Alright then, the ceremony shall now beg—” “Me! I-I’m against it!” The sound of the voice was familiar and it came from a person Zique least expected it from. “Damion?” Damion stepped out of the crowd, a glint of determination in his hazel eyes. “This mating can’t take place no matter what.” “Damion wh—?” Zique didn’t get to finish his statement, for Shontelle interrupted him. “Damion...I told you not to do this, I told you tha—” “You expect me to just sit back and watch as my life crumble apart right in front of me? I’ve b
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