Kian's POV I acted like I didn't see the Dandelions at first, but while along the way, I had to ease myself off the the stress of thinking about it by asking William."What exactly were the flowers for?""I don't know. It didn't really say. They were just addressed to her," he replied to me. "They were no indications on who or where it is from. But there is much more serious issue at hand."I found it suspicious and rather troublesome that there were no knowledge of its sources whatsoever. Especially at a time as dire as this, where we had just been attacked by a rogue pack for no real ascertainable reasons.But I had to get that off my mind. At this point I was interested more in what Willam had called me for. It had to be something of really great seriousness."So what exactly is the reason you dragged me off for?" I said to him with a lot of anticipation on the what he would come up with.—"There is a lion running loose in the yard, sir," he said with a straight face, rid of any
Kian's POV I got up with a spring, back on my feet once again. My mind was made up this time. I was sure that nobody else could stop me from doing exactly what I was about to do. The rogue attack was a pain, but this one, this one was a direct slap on my face and the face of the Pack.Whoever sent the lion here, was no more than an enemy. I had it in mind that it was Maddox. There was literally nobody else that it could be. I had a clarity of mind that upheld that as a very valid truth.I called for a medic to treat the wounded ones that had been attacked by the lion. It was a shame that medics couldn't raise dead people back to life, I thought to myself, looking at the young soldier who had sacrificed his life to save me from the lion.While dead, he had now been automatically transformed back to human form, lying rather cold on the grass covered floor. I could do nothing but shed a tear.After a moment of silence from me and everyone else around, I got up to move. My footsteps so
Maddox' POV: I heard some curious sounds outside of the comforts of my room, but something told me to wait and not go out. I was sure that if I were being attacked, it would come from nobody but Kian. And I was waiting for it.If people were told that two of the most influential Alphas were going into war because of a sex slave, I am certain they would think we had some loose screws.I wasn’t ready to give up on Lessia, not because I loved her or cared for her. But because she belonged with me. She was my property to use however it pleased me.Kian was also not ready to let go of her, for reasons I was unaware of. I had some spies in his pack, but after weeks of watching him, they couldn’t come up with any significant reason to why he protected that slut. If I didn’t know better, I would have thought she enchanted him.I’m sure the bitch must have shown him my letter, she would do anything to avoid coming back to me. Even if it meant pinning him against me. But for what?From the in
Kian's POV My body was tired. It still hadn't healed from the attacks of the animals. And also the recent confrontation with Maddox, had left me with very little to be be happy with. But as much as it felt tired, the real tired feeling I felt came from somewhere deep within.Maddox telling me exactly what I had already known he was, straight to my face, had surprisingly left me more surprised than I was. I guess, maybe deep down within me, I had really thought that perhaps he had a little bit of sanity on his head.I went straight to my room, almost about take off my shirt and inspect my wounds when Lessia came in. I had to hide them and bring upon my face a smile to hide within myself the frustration I was feeling.She was so beautiful. She looked healthier than when she first came here, she had that glow, there was something about her that made you feel you could overcome everything."Hey, Kian" her voice fluttered across the room towards my ears. It soothed my soul in a way I cou
Lessia's POV I could sense in Kian a deep frustration that always found a way to sip through his eyes and ride on the rhythm of his heartbeat when I laid on his chest. He was troubled. I knew so because his smile didn't stretch as wide as it used to. His blue eyes didn't glitter with the color of the sea as it used to as well. And I missed it. I missed how beautiful and regal he always seemed when he stared down into my eyes.He came back that day, looking extremely down and distraught. I asked him what was wrong and the only thing he told me was that he had a little quarrel with some other Alphas.He laid down on the bed, tired of the day, his shoulders brought low as he sunk into the bed's embrace.I needed to cheer him up. I thought for long how I could do so. And then I figured that he might actually be really hungry. I could finally cook for him that dish I had been planning to for long, since the last time I did so, I wasn't able to relish the look on his face eating it due to
Lessia's POV It took a long time for me to unclench my hands from the iron bars that separated the outside space from me in the prison. It took far longer time for me to come to terms with the fact that I had just been thrown in jail by nobody but Kian, for doing something I really had no hand in.How could he have done that? I said in my mind. How could he really believe I would do something like that?When he took me to his mum’s grave, I was excited because it meant that he trusted me with something really important to him.For once in my life I had felt that I mattered and someone genuinely cared for me, but it didn’t take long for the nightmare to overshadow the dream.I remembered the look on his eyes when he badged into my room, he was disappointed as well as furious. It felt like he had trusted the wrong person and he regretted it. I was broken, I knew at that moment that everything I had envisioned would happen between the both of us, was all just a fairytale.I could feel
Kian's POV While I laid down on the bed, I could only feel discomfort. There was no spot I would toss my head to that would give me the comfort needed to sleep.The sound of the night was equally as discomforting. In my head I couldn't help replay in ever detail what had happened in the previous day. I knew I had messed up. I could only stay in bed at the time to cringe at myself.But there was also the thought of her being responsible for what happened. It can’t be a coincidence that after I showed her the vase, it got broken. Was the nursing some kind of resentment towards me?Every time I closed my eyes I couldn't help seeing her face stare back at me, from the pitch darkness, and then, remembering the guards taking her away and how I avoided like a plague her eyes. I could have easily looked into her eyes yesterday and tell the guards to stop. That maybe I was making a big mistake. Maybe we had to make a more thorough investigation. But I didn't.I was the leader of my pack, if I
Kian's POV It felt very odd to me that I hadn't checked the security footage to find out whom the killer was.It just occurred to me that ever since I installed it, I hadn’t really checked it for anything. My security team didn’t have access to it and only the trusted ones were aware of it.For a a matter this important to me, the idea that it skipped my mind was so ludicrous and far fetched that I found myself bothered by it.The anger I felt when I saw the vase broken had overridden my logical senses. I had made very hasty decisions. My mind flashed back to Lessia. I imagined what she was doing. How exactly she was coping, being alone in that darkness.That place wasn’t meant for a Luna. It was meant for thieves and criminals such as Maddox. Lessia had no business there, but I had our her there because I was angry.I heaved a sigh, collapsing on the desk I was leaning on, all my weight dispersing with the stress that weighed on my shoulders. On the desk was a computer. Somehow it