All Chapters of Second Fated Mate : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Killian's POVMikel walked in making demands like he owned the place. To be honest I was happy he had come, it gave me the opportunity to question him about Esmeralda's disappearance. Though the prisoner downstairs had told me that he waa a part of Mikel's pack but he was hired by another person, it still didn't mean that I would blindly trust Mikel.For all I know, Mikel might've been the one who hired them. Maybe the prisoner was lying or he had no clue about the person that hired him.I couldn't trust his words. I couldn't trust anyone at the moment. Mikel himself was being too suspicious, so suddenly he came here demanding for the member of his pack. He may be talking about the one chained up but he might also be talking about Izan. But whatever he was actually talking about. There was no way I was allowing him to have his way.Mikel was a total scumbag and there was no trusting him in whatever. He had motives against Esmeralda. He might have had an idea about her, he might have

Killian's POV I walked back to the living room. I regretted everything that happened, from treating Esmeralda like she wasn't important to telling Mikel about her. There has never been anything that I regretted more. I was indeed a bad person. A part of me kept telling me that Mikel wasn't the bastard who had her kidnapped but my anger and jealousy I har for him overpowered my rationality. There was no way that he could have Esmeralda kidnapped and still come in the morning like nothing had happened. If indeed he kidnapped her, she was all he needed and getting Izan back wouldn't be important. Or maybe even if he was the one that kidnapped her and he wanted to act like he was innocent then coming back here would be in his plan so as to appear like he knew what he waa doing. Maybe he was here for another reason. No matter the reason I kept giving myself tk make me believe that he really was the one that kidnapped him, I just couldn't believe it. I could've easily used my gift

Esmeralda's POV My head was aching and my nose was assaulted by the pungent smell of pee. I didn't know if it was the cement or that the cell was just built a few feet away from where the pee was smelling from but whatever it was I hated it. The surface I was laying on wasn't wet and with my head on the surface, I was certain that the smell was not coming from the room but it was from outside. I laid there, I was hungry. I was very hungry. I could guess that I had been laying there all day. My head was aching and my back had turned stiff. I wanted to walk but I was too tired to even stand up. I was too tired to think. My breathing was getting very slow and consciousness was drifting from me. Thoughts of Killian floated into my head. It seemed to be my dying moment and he was the only thing on my mind. In my last hours I still loved him. I couldn't breathe and it was all my fault. If I had decided to leave earlier when Killian told me to, I wouldn't have been here. There was no

Esmeralda's POVI lifted my head surprised and hopeful to hear what Frederick had said.The man was obviously full of surprises. First he surprised me with a ring and what followed was Mikel brought in bleeding and looking like he was run over by a bulldozer.Whennhe said those words about the enemy, I was hoping that maybe the person could be Killian.I looked straight at the window hoping to see even a hint of Killian or any of his guards."You wanna see him?" Frederick's voice suddenly pulled me from the reverie I was in.I almost jumped out of my seat when I heard his voice. The second before, he was standing beside Mikel who was a few feet away from me and suddenly he was beside me, talking by my ear for me to hear him talking.He smiled as our eyes met, "you're not going to wee him, Esmeralda". He said. "He won't come for you?"I frowned, he was lying, I knew he was lying, "what do you mean, who is the enemy Mikel could've probably ked here? Who's the enemy you so much fear?"He

Killian's POV I shot at whoever wasn't wearing the same attire as my men. The fight was heated and I tried as much as possible to make sure I wasn't shot anywhere that would be fatal. I looked around the room trying to catch a sight of Esmeralda. It was hard especially with the smoke and the people shooting around the room. Despite all that, I still tried my best to search around for her, even calling her. I doubted that she would be able to hear it. The noise of the guns going off and the sound of fighting and shouting, I didn't expect her to hear me calling. But that didn't mean I would give up. I still yelled, I still called for her. I still wanted to see her, to hear her. To feel her again. It was at that moment when I felt like I was losing hope, when I felt like maybe she had already been taken away that I saw a glimpse of white dress making its way towards me. It was Esmeralda. She looked so beautiful, but as she was running to me, she suddenly stopped. The spotless whit