Kian's POV: I overheard everything that went on behind the door of Maddox' office. Although I had found myself a bit unsure and angry at the doctor's words, what I how heard from behind the door of Maddox' office cleared all my supposed doubts.Maddox was trying to make it seem like the baby was his, when it was obvious it wasn’t.All he did at the hospital was to spite me. I knew Lessia was very repulsed by him, so there was no way she would have sex with him always she was forced.Then it struck me, Maddox used to force his way with her, what if he did after he kidnapped her?I shook my head at the thought of it. He knew better than to attempt something like that with her. It would make my case against him stronger.Maddox was a mad man, one who didn’t care about rules. But right now, that his pack was at its weakest point, he was smarter than that.The child was mine, Maddox being the unscrupulous fellow that he was, typically, must have manipulated the results, or even have paid
Kian's POV: I was still overwhelmed with the news that I was going to be a father. I was even more glad that Lessia was the mother of my child, I couldn’t have had it any other way. I looked forward to the birth of my child already.My mind drifted to the incident of Maddox forcing himself on Lessia, the fact that I couldn’t do anything, despite how angry I was. It was his pack, I was alone and any foolish mistake I mad would have put Lessia in danger.It was a tough struggle to control myself from killing him. But I knew at that moment, I would kill Maddox Slater eventually, when the opportunity present itself.I just needed to find a way to get back at him for what he did to Lessia.Although, the attack on Maddox pack was successful, as well the mission to make him lose all his money, it didn’t yield the results I expected.The plan was to make him totally helpless, that his priorities are shifted from Lessia to something entirely different. However, it didn’t work.Lessia had tol
Kian's POV I ran to where he had left Lessia and held her close for a moment, trying to comfort her. She forced a smile as she shuddered, clearly traumatized. But as I looked out the window through which he had jumped out, I could see him scurrying towards the woods, violently flinging the blood stained knife to the ground.“Are you alright, babe?” I asked, scanning her body for injuries.She nodded her head in affirmation.I looked around for a bottle of water, it was the least I could give her at the moment to help her.I turned back to Lessia and gently let her on a couch in the room, gave her the bottle of water and set off after Maddox. He staggered as he ran, pressing against his wounded shoulder, obviously in pain.I could see the blood drip down the side of his hand as he made for the thick bushes. I ran after him, with so much viciousness as he ran past the branches whacking his face without pity. I cut them down aggressively as they came for my face.This was pretty much t
Kian’s Pov It was a very overwhelming day for me, I could feel all the emotions at once. I smiled, as I remembered the first time I met Lessia. She had been running from Maddox. At first, I didn’t want to get involved, because I knew she was a sex slave who belonged to an Alpha.However, finding out she was my mate, was the rude awakening. The moment I stared into those eyes of hers, I got lost. I knew then that there was no way I would ever let her go. She belonged to me and with me.A knock on the door pierced through my thoughts. It was William. He appeared in his usual stoic manner. I wondered if this man ever gave himself time to have fun, or if he was even familiar with what the word fun meant.“Good morning, Kian. I guess you’re really doing this; marrying Lessia.”I raised my brows at him, wondering why he would ask me such, when he knew very well that there was no going back. I had made the decision already. Besides, I have always wanted to.“She’s the mother of my child, s
Lessia's POV: Kian held me in his arms everywhere I Intended to go to, while we were at home. He didn't spare me a moment of stress trying to do anything for myself. I found it to be a a very funny thing to do, but still I couldn't deny the sweetness behind the gestures.It was both our first child, so I kinda understood the overprotectiveness, but sometimes it got so overwhelming, that I wanted a break so bad.I once told him I was stronger than he thinks, I had been taking care of myself before I met him, so there was no point treating me like a child.His argument was “you’re carrying my child and you’re my mate. I need to protect you, as well as my child, at all cost. Whenever I said he was overreacting, he claimed he wasn’t.Despite my effort to convince him I was fine by myself, he still followed me around, doing everything for me. Food? Taking a shower? And even drinking water, he was always around to help me put the spoon in my mouth, bath me, and even hold the cup.At one t
Kian's POV Days after the wedding, and I still did not think that the event was enough to show Lessia just how happy I was that we had finally conquered all that was standing before our happiness, to show how grateful I was that she was carrying my child.I couldn’t have imagined my life, unfolding any other way, then the way it did presently. I was beyond elated.I no longer wanted to be involved in official matters, I only want to focus on Lessia and our child, to attend to their every need.Lessia teased me about being retired, but she had no idea how exciting it is for me to have a family of my own after losing my parents at such a young age. Lessia made me realize how alone I’ve been almost all my life, and how wholesome it is for me to have a partner.I wanted to show her how much I loved and cherished her, I didn’t care if it would take me the rest of our lives to do that. I had everyday to show her how much I love her.She was barely awake when I got up that morning to start
Lessia's POV It was such a fun time we had in the garden picnic that we decided that instead of naming a child that isn't born yet, we should instead, do something rather more tangible for it that was more concrete than names.Kian has been immensely excited about becoming a father, so much that I sometimes get scared the baby might come out sooner than it should.Earlier today, he asked what I thought the gender would be, so we could start shopping for clothes, as well as toys, I had to make him calm down, by reminding him it was still the early stage of my pregnancy and the baby wouldn’t be born anytime soon.He insisted on shopping, so we could get enough varieties for the baby. I knew I wasn’t winning the debate, so instead, I brought the idea of building a nursery. It seemed to be fun, with no downsides and, the fact that doing nothing at home, had got me really bored, I needed an activity to keep me pumping and going.Kian came home one with materials, complete with a book of
Lessia's POV: I found myself standing in the middle of a crowd. All of them, faceless men with accusing fingers pointed at me.They all wore suits, and their faces were blank with not a glimpse of anything one would refer to as as a characteristic of a face. Eyes, noses, lips, missing. Just a blankness with nothing to show as an identification."I didn't do It," I cried out, but lacking in any sense what I was really crying about. It seemed to be that my lips moved on their own. And in me I felt a huge sense of fear and guilt.“You all are hypocrites,” I roared.“Maddox Slater bought me from my family, to be his sex slave. He kept me as his prisoner for years, fucked me day and night, and decorated my body with injuries that would later become scars whenever I refused to let him fuck me, or I got him angry. None of you bloody hypocrites came to my aid then. Yet you all seat here accusing me of murdering the tyrant, when you all secretly wish he was indeed dead. I hope you all meet t