All Chapters of Once Mine, Forever Mine: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

HAZEL’S POVI was enraged.How could one man, make me so flustered and act so out of character? My legs buckled underneath me, as two maids passed by. They spared me a glance, before they went back to bickering to each other.I was in deep shit.The throbbing between my thighs denoted that. It made me so angry, how Killian could easily turn me on by being close to me. This time, he didn’t need to touch me. All he needed to do was stand close to me and let me feel his body heat.My got went red with embarrassment. How could this happen? How did all this start? I couldn’t believe what I had become, what my body has become.I groaned and pushed myself off the wall, storming down the hallway, all the way to my room. Once I got in, I walked over to the bedside table. I had lost focus of what I was supposed to be doing.Killian was too much of a distraction.I pulled open the drawer and retrieved the vial from it. I placed it on the table and sat down, my eyes fixed on the bottle intently.

KILLIAN’S POVI walked closely behind the men, my whole body seething with rage. I had heard them, the whispers and curses they had rained down on Hazel, and for some reason, I could not let it slide, just like that.Once we reached the chair, the men turned back to shake my hand, but my eyes were on one of them in particular. Brown shaggy hair, droopy eyes, slouched back. Even his appearance angered me.“So alpha, thank you for meeting us today, we really appreciate it, and-“I ignored the man that was speaking and turned to the man with shaggy brown hair.“You, you called Hazel a whole, didn’t you?”The air froze and so did all of them. They all shared glances at each other, while the man with shaggy hair kept his gaze on me. I could see the perspiration building up on his forehead and the way his eyes darted from side to side.“I-I didn’t refer to her as such, alph-““You whispered it,” I cut in, “Did you think I could not hear the snarky comments that you all were throwing around?

HAZEL’S POV“Get your hands off me,” Celeste protested as she looked at me sternly.Her eyes that were firm did not deter or scare me and her usual intimidation was not going to work on me this time. My anger has reached the top of the bottle and was spilling over. I could not contain it in any longer.“I am sick and tired of this behaviour of yours. What? Do you think I am some kind of pushover? A dumb puppet that you can just use as pawn for whatever plan you’re concocting?”Celeste scoffed. “What? What exactly is it you want to say? You want me to include you in my plans?”“Is that not a given? Do I need to say before you know that you are supposed to? You tell me to do this, and that, but go behind my back and do a plan I have never been told about? Why? Why do you do things behind me y back? Are we not in this together?”Celeste snatched her hand from my gripped and pointed a finger at me. “You want me to include you? When you are barely making any progress with the simple plan I

HAZEL’S POVI could not phantom the feeling arising in my heart the moment I witnessed Killian stand up to me. Was it happiness because he spoke up to Gray and defended me? Or was it the thrill that came with knowing I had finally won him over to my side?These thoughts clouded my head as I walked back to my room. As I placed my hand on the doorknob, a thought occurred to me. A part of me was happy that I was making progress with Killian, but another part felt terrible because I was basically lying to him.I was only getting him to trust me, so I could use that to my advantage. The thought left a bitter taste in my mouth and I couldn’t shake the thought of my mind, but then, I vividly recalled he asked to see Celeste.I walked into my room and I couldn’t stop anxiety from coursing through my entire being. Why had he called for Celeste? Was it the words I had told him yesterday? Did it offend him so much, that he was going to take it out on her.My face went ashen as all the blood drai

KILLIAN’S POVThe monitors that hung on the wall were alive, displaying the cells, specifically the one that held Hazel’s parents. Hazel’s eyes were fixed intently on the screen and I watched, as her pupils flickered through each monitor.My eyes were fixed on her and I couldn’t take them off. Anxiety was coursing through my chest, as silence hung in the air. The silence came with a palpable tension, which was driving me to the edge.I was beginning to think that showing her how I had put our family behind bars would ruin the new friendship we had built up. The thought of that made my heart drop to the pit of my chest.My mind was swarmed with questions. What did she think? Was she happy, or was she sad? Will she be angry at me for keeping her parents in a cell?The more these questions swam around in my head, the more my guest tightened. My eyes flickered to her face and she has a stoic expression plastered on it. My anxiety it shot up the roof, at the fact that I could not tell what