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
Maddox' POV: My body was mad with rage as I drove in the car. A voice in my head kept beckoning for me to slow down, but all I could focus on at the point was to have my revenge on Kian by all means.After everything I had put in place just to have Lessia back, he ruined it all. I was beyond enraged. I was sweating profusely despite the air condition that was turned on in the car.And those rogues, those bastards, those idiots. I had paid a huge sum if money, just to have them mess up my plans. They were lucky aKian and his soldiers killed them, I would have had my men torture them until they begged for death.Fuck! I cussed, while driving 180 on the deserted highway. At that moment death seemed to be more honorable than losing to Kian once more, and failing to bring back Lessia."Kian," I muttered to myself in gruesome anger. My voice resounded in the car, blending finely with the roar of the engine, giving birth to a more menacing sound.“You will pay for this, you bastards, I will
Maddox' POV: The strokes of the belt felt as painful as it drove pleasure through my body. For a moment, it seemed like she were about to pass out, and I would tell her to continue, and she would do so, without an hesitation.What made it more exciting was her striking resemblance to Lessia, it felt like Lessia was indeed the one who had been whipping me all along. I felt ecstatic thinking about the possibility of Lessia doing that to me. She would definitely derive immense pleasure in it. I was very certain she would revel at the thought of punishing me.As for Lisa, she did it with so much grace and perfection that I almost wanted to take her back with me. She would be needed until Lessia arrives. But the poor girl was afraid of me and I wasn’t in the right frame of mind to deal with all that.I found it an interesting thing to think about. If she was now whipping me because it felt good to do so, or because she was afraid of what I would have done to her if she didn't.Either way