Brynn had been pacing in front of Killian’s private room for a while now; her nerves were killing her.It had been hours since his arrival, and it was night, yet he had not spoken or called for her. A part of her felt she needed to do something, needed to talk to him, or whatever was left would forever be gone and never be gotten again.She forced up her courage, giving herself the courage to give a knock on the door as she horned how loud it was. She waited for a few seconds before she heard a low "come in."Brynn took a breath before she turned the doorknob and walked into the room. She saw Killian trying to put ointment on his wound, but he couldn’t hide the pain from his wounds as he hissed harshly before he gave up and disposed of the bottle of ointment back on the tray.He looked up to see Brynn press her hand, even though her legs felt like jelly as she gulped in air and gave herself the courage to speak out. "Hi Killian," she says shortly, but Killian looks more annoyed the mo
*****•KILLIAN •"Because I love you," Brynn tells me, and I was stunned—stunned is an understatement. How could she still feel something for me after I had treated her like that, after I had made it possible for her to hate me?And even after she had left my room,I was still quiet; different things and ideas had clouded my mind, and I walked back to take a bottle of wine from a small bridged locker, open it up, and douse the condiments straight from the bottle.I remember how anxious I was when I was at the hospital, how the only thing I could think of even at that moment was Brynn, and how I caused an accident because of how much she filled my head.But that was love; that couldn’t be love. What I felt was rage over the fact she was my enemy’s daughter; I couldn’t feel anything else, and I didn’t want to.I had to find a way to get her off my mind, a distraction to make me think of anything else, because alcohol was hardly working these days.And I hated the stench of limits from the
•DAMON•Wrecked was what I felt the moment Thalia told me that Killian’s partner's name was Brynn; there was no way, no way!I thought as I left Thalia’s shoulders, "This isn’t happening," I muttered as I spaced down the room, and Thalia stared at me confused."What do you mean?" "What, Damon? Tell me right now, I am your business partner!" She tells me, but how am I supposed to tell her and lie in such a way that he will be on my side? Even though she might hear Brynn’s side, I don’t want Thalia to know what I did to get rid of Brynn. if she was Brynn."You’re not going to believe this, but I think Brynn is my lost fiancé." " What?" "Are you crazy?""No, I’m not," I raged at Thalia, who still looked confused by my confession. "Brynn Kelly is the daughter of our former alpha leader; we were supposed to get married, but she ran away and did so many things!""Damon, are you certain?" "You know I can’t just go accuse her.""I’m seventy percent sure that Brynn is my fiancé, but she play
After that encounter with Killian in his bathroom, Brynn had rushed out of his room and run into the corridors to take a breath; she had almost leaned forward and kissed him, almost becoming selfish.She held on to a breath as she hurried to her room, feeling hot and queasy for some reason. Her wolf was trashing for her to go back to him, but Brynn fought the selfish urge to. She felt like she didn’t have any right to want him for herself—he wasn’t hers.Brynn felt her legs becoming weaker and felt like she was pulling weights with each step she took to her room. She could feel her hand clamping up in cold sweat as she walked into the dimly lit room, For a moment, it felt like the bedpost had become so narrow and far away that I felt the whole room spinning off its axis. She immediately felt a sharp pain, like a hard sting to the gut. "Ugh," Brynn groaned out, pushing her way to the bathroom.What is going on with me? She thought as she peeled off my clothes and went under the hot sh
•BRYNN•I felt my body drift in and out of sleep for hours, and I felt like I was floating on a cloud. I opened my eyes to see that I was not in my room anymore, and my heat from the other night was gone.which was weird because normally I would be in bed and still in pain for two more days, but then it came rushing back to me what I did last night. It was obvious from the torn sheets and pillows that I was laying in a mess I created.Last night Killian had taken me multiple times to calm the fiery heat in me, and just the thought of sending a shock of pleasure down the pit of my stomach made me look, and I turned to the right to see the space next to me was empty.Meaning Killian was out, and I had my thoughts to myself for the next few minutes, I lay in silence as I tried to calm my heavy breathing, I pushed myself off the bed and tried to study meals as my leg felt like it was melting icicles, I felt sore all over but fully satisfied; whatever I had done with Killian last night ha
"Tell me everything," Brynn told Killian, who watches her every shiver or if there is even a slight hint of fear, and she wants to go back out, but there is no sign of hesitation.He sighed as he pushed the hair off his face and took a seat on the arm of the couch, facing her. Brynn thought he would just ignore her and decide not to say anything until she heard his voice break through the quiet room."My mom, Fiona, was a wolf from the Gold Crest pack, and she was a kind and beautiful person; that was all Nanny Danielle had told me and consoled me all my life since I lost her."He says as Brynn curls up on the floor, wrapping her arm around her folded knees as her back leans against the wall, shadowing the dimly lit room. "And she knew my father.""Yes," Killian says, "she also knew Herron too." "Best of friends," I might say, "isn’t it ironic?""Nanny Daniele had explained to me that long ago, when the Lycan were known as powerful, cold, and wicked tyrants who ruled over the wolves, a
.BRYNN.I was shocked that Killian was willing. To allow me to explain to him about what Herron had done to me, the thought of me being back in the arms of Damon, his son, the man who had taken and used my love for him for granted, brought all the dark thoughts and trauma I’ve tried to shut out for these past few months rushing back in full force.Killian had to steady me and bring me to one of the chairs where I sat; where do I even start? I thought, but just pushed myself to speak and say something. "I could never have thought that what I had gone through would ever happen to me," I say as I clutch hard on the hem of the hoodie I was wearing more like a gown than a shirt. "My father was the alpha leader, and things were going well." I was treated as I grew up knowing, and then I was only told good things when I asked about my dead mom. I was seen as just a fragile girl that would break under pressure, but there was always someone who was there when I needed someone to talk to, Damon
***Meanwhile, on the southern islands, Damon was out of it and scared out of his mind. No news from Thalia was even bad or worse news, and he hadn’t heard anything back from her; it had him on edge, and now he was sure that not only Father but Arya had noticed too.Damon sat in his dark study, brooding over warm whiskey that he doused in shots down his throat. He had not yet mentioned to his father the possibility that Brynn was alive; he would rather not be looked at by his father like a failure, and he wanted to take care of it discreetly, but how? How could he do that when he has not even had the chance to get a little glimpse of her face, much less have a conversation? For all he knew, she might be scheming and telling Killian all manner of things that might end up canceling the project and contract he had strived to get for years now. “No!” Damon hissed as he let the cup on his head hit the wall with a loud smash that echoed around his office, and a moment later his father open