Kian's POV My head was a pool of confusion. The air in the Pack house was intense as they watched me continuously knocking on Lessia's door, trying to understand why she had acted that way.Her mood before she had come in the room was that of calmness—I even found it too calm, coupled with Icy replies and a blank face. It had come as a really big shock to me when the tears began leaking out of her eyes.I still wondered if it was something I said, or maybe did not say. But for one thing, she didn't come back out of the door no matter how much I knocked when she ran in her room. If only she had.Lessia was a complicated woman, she was delicate, yet complicated. I wondered if it was because she had been through so much before she came here. There was a darkness around her that loomed and seemed to cause her occasional pain. I wish I could take that away and make her whole again.I spent a pretty long time there, waiting until I couldn't hear any more of her sobs and cries anymore. wh
Lessia's POV I left the dining room and headed back to my room after breakfast. As I walked through the hallway leading to my room, I stared at the walls keenly. The feeling of familiarity it gave me was sickening. I was tired of looking up and meeting the stares of these walls all the time. I believed Kian would let me out if I took a guard with me, but he declined rather cruelly. I felt dejected.I arrived at the entrance of my room and reached for the knob. This same door, I sighed. I pushed the door open and went into the room, slamming the door behind me. I collapsed into my bed and ruffled the sheets in frustration. I turned slowly, and faced the ceiling. The boredom was tearing me apart. There was absolutely nothing else to do than sit in bed all day and go down to eat when it was time. That was my routine now. The reality of my everyday life.I wished he even made me work, at least, I would have something to look forward to. But then I hadn’t asked him for that yet, so I had
Kian's POV: It was nearly a day now. A day since Lessia had gone missing. I had called for a search party as soon as I heard of her mysterious disappearance. We combed through the mansion, rummaged behind and before it, scattered our way through the pack, every corner, every crevice and crack that we could search and think of to do some finding, we checked. But still, it was now 24 hours and she still wasn't found.I had called for the guards stationed at the border to ask if they saw Lessia leave, or if they noticed any strangeness, but they insisted everything was normal. And no strange person was seen entering into the pack or leaving.I interrogated all of them to be sure they hadn’t seen Lessia leave, and they all claimed the same thing.I was running out of patience extremely fast. I spent the day with my hands twirling through my hair for the most part, severely impatient, disturbed and withered.I almost called Maddox to ask if he had anything to do with Lessia’s disappearan
Maddox's POV This was a very sly move, one I wouldn’t want to take, under normal circumstances, but Lessia gave me no choice.Despite the countless rejections I had received from her, I just couldn’t give up on her. I knew we started off on a wrong foot, but I was ready to make amends for the past. I couldn’t even believe myself.Lessia had changed so many things about me without realizing it. This could be one of those love stories where a tyrant is changed into a lovable man by his mate.I sat at the study, trying as hard as I could to possess the rare virtue of patience. Having her kidnapped was, of course the best decision I made on bringing her back and I almost could not wait for her arrival. The fact that I was finally going to have Lessia to myself again, excited me. The level of ardor I felt at this point, could be likened to that of a young teenage girl, who had just developed a hard crush.It seemed like it was taking forever for them to arrive. My mind danced with intens
Kian’s Pov When I declined Lessia’s request to go out, a part of me knew she was going to defy my order, even though she knew I did it to protect her. But I decided to give her the benefit of the doubt.Seeing her there in the woods, tied to a tree by those rogues, ignited a ferocious form of rage in me. She was treated like some animal. I needed to get to the bottom of the rogues attacks, because they were getting out of control.William had suggested we spares some rogues for the sole purpose of interrogating them. Even though I knew his reasons were logical, I wanted to kill them all, and send their dead bodies to whoever was responsible for their actions, which was pretty obvious, Maddox.I listened to Williams because I didn’t want my desire for revenge stop me from protecting my pack.I stayed in Lessia’s room, watching her as she slept peacefully on the bed. How could she look so beautiful and still so stubborn, I asked in my thoughts. Her breath was steady, as I watched her
Lessia's POV: The look on his face was of shock and a hard hitting disappointment. I could feel it as he gazed at me, his eyes widely opened. His hands grasping his trouser, as he sat up right to look at me. Almost as if it to ascertain the look I had on my face when I said that. To see if I really were proud to say it as I had sounded to be like.My mouth was covered by my hands; really just an attempt to take it all back and show that I never meant it, a rather pointless one, seeing as I already had said what I said, and I couldn't take the words back inside of my head as I wished to happen.His eyes went off me for a while and seemed to stare at somewhere else. I tried following it, but I did not want to look behind me. I became scared, for the very first time, of him, trying to guess what would come of his reaction to my words. I was so uncertain of what to do.It’s because of things like these Maddox hit me in the past. I didn’t know what I expect from Kian, so I braced myself f
Kian's POV: When Lessia said I was just like Maddox, it broke a nerve in me. I could see the hurt in her eyes. She had indeed been like a prisoner; a prisoner of love. Owing to my constant need to protect her.The only reason I kept moving away from her while she spoke, was because of the fact that she saw me as a monster. If only Lessia knew that my biggest fear ever is hurting her.I thought she didn’t want me anymore, but the kiss told me otherwise. I needed it, I needed to know that she still wanted me as much as I wanted her.Just as I had thought, I said within myself while staring at her tied up body, ready to please nobody else but me. I always got turned on when had a quarrel, no matter how trivial the issue was. I found it disturbing, it wasn't by any means a healthy way to have a relationship, but still, I found no way out of it but to indulge fully in the habit.My sight danced around all her curves as she laid there, looking vulnerable and totally anxious on what would
Lessia's POV Waking up in Kian's arms was as blissful as it was comforting. It was neon dark outside and I could tell it was the early hours of the morning already.By the bed, the lamp on the cabinet shone dimly, lightly illuminating the room. The light caressed his face softly, perfectly highlighting his facial features. I couldn't bring myself to get over this extraordinary beauty. He looked radiantly handsome. As I stared at him with my head on his chest, I ran my fingers over the side of his face to his sharp chin. Sometimes, I just couldn't believe that I could ever find someone like him, or that he would find me rather. I still couldn't believe that I would be with someone better than Maddox in every way. I was beyond glad.When I was captured in the woods, I heard the rogues whispering about their master who would kill them if they didn’t capture me.Rogues weren’t known to be coordinated, they moved in groups but they had no leaders. If these rogues spoke of a master, there