Damien's POVI was angry but then these days, I was angry all the time. I was angry at the fact that a werewolf that I should have had killed had me by the balls literally and that it had been one of my people that had spearheaded this. It was so fucking annoying that it pissed me off.My anger had almost blinded in me in those early days that I was grateful for Dorian being around. Despite him being the pain in the ass that I had considered him to be, he had a surprising amount of insights to give as regards how to properly manage my affairs. That first day, I had wanted nothing more than to go charging in to rescue Kiara but Dorian stayed my hand. He warned me that no matter how much stronger lycans were compared to wolves, one thing remained the same, a man couldn't go off to fight his enemies when his own home was in disarray. I was glad I took his advice because shortly after, some Lycan communities began wearing with each other when the information that Keturah had been be
Kiara's POVThe moment that she pulled me to herself and I met Damien's eyes, I knew that I wasn't going to be the reason she got away this time. That I wasnt going to get kidnapped this time and force Damien to make an impossible agreement to get me out of a situation that I put myself in. I moved and the knife sunk into me like my skin was butter and a scream escaped me as I went down. The pain was complete and it held me trussed up tight until I couldn't tell where was up and where was down. I clutched my belly putting pressure on the wound but the knife had gotten too deep and all I could do was feel my blood seep through staining my hand. Dorian was at my side in seconds while I watched Damien go after Ashly with a heavy heart. I would have preferred him next to me but with my blood pouring out of me and the she pain cutting through me, I could gave cared less who was saving me. Dorian lifted me as delicate as he could but it still sent pain tearing through me and as he sa
Kiara's POVI hoped that I was just freaking out prematurely.I hoped that whatever he had to say wouldn't be something that could break us. Hule seemed almost as hesitant to speak as I was to hear what had to say. "I am used to being the smartest, strongest and most important person in the room. I forgot that I am not presiding over a set of people but in a relationship where I can't just make decisions for you."Oh Goddess, was I hearing wrong or was Damien actually apologising? Today was trully full of unending surprises. "Damien."He held my hands in his much larger ones and traced distracting circles across my skin with his thumb."I'm sorry. I shouldn't have agreed to change you without your permission. I'm sorry about that, sorry for hurting you, sorry for waiting this long to come for you.My heart was a gooey mess at this point and I didn't know what he said as tears of happiness traced down my face as he kissed the back of my hands. But he wasn't nearly done turning my h
Kiara's POVYEARS LATER"You need to let me up." I told my mate that was looking way too comfortable pinning me down. With the training I had now and my Lycan strength, I could easily flip him and keep him that way but he didn't seem bothered. In fact, he seemed amused. "Do I?"I wriggled beneath him but his legs were stable beside me and I feared that he was enjoying this position too much to remember we had an event to get to. An important one. "We need to get going. We can't be late."Damien ignored me of course as he pushed his fingers up my dressing robe leaving me sucking in a harsh breath.Sensing my reluctance to stop things before they got too far, he spread my legs wide exposing me to him. Fuck. How was this so hot? Any thought that I had of going anywhere evaporated as my thoughts condensed to Damien and his unbelievably erotic touch. He pressed his fingers against my slick arousal making me to shiver. I was so turned.I could hear the smirk in his voice as he respo
*Kiara* "Come on, Kiara," Ashly says excitedly, causing me to quicken my steps. My heart thrums with anticipation and I bite on my lower lip, nervous. "You're sure?" I ask her for the umpteenth time and she smiles slyly. "I have a good feeling about this. You know I'm never wrong." True. She has never been wrong about her 'good feelings'. I'd like to trust her on this one but my entire being is tense. This is important. My life depends on it and I'd rather hear it from my father than assume and get my hopes dashed. The nearer I draw to my father's study, the tighter my chest feels. I twist the door knob after sucking in a deep breath and I exchange hopeful looks with Kiara. She gives me a curt nod and I sigh before slipping into the study. "Kiara," my father says the moment I step in and he has a proud smile on his face as he says the words other females like myself crave to hear. "You were chosen." I slap my hand over my mouth to preve
*Kiara* My heart races as the last lock of hair is pinned in place. I can hardly recognize myself. It's been a fortnight since the announcement. Since I was picked. Today, I leave to finally meet him. My Alpha. My Prince. I must look every bit like the Luna and Queen that I am about to become. My fingers rise to right the crown of jewels that my father received from the prince a week ago. A kind gesture that left my stomach in knots. Even now, butterflies are scattered in my belly and I have no way of getting them out. I am anxious, nervous...I feel so many things right now, it feels like my chest is going to explode. I have heard so much about him, even if I have never gotten to see him in person. They say his eyes are like sapphire jewels and you get lost in them the moment you look into them. They say his blonde hair has the rarest hue and looks dark most of the time. They say he is well built and his arms are so big, you could be hidden in their em
*Kiara* Surrounded by the court and dressed in an attire that feels too tight for my skin, I wait by the daiz for the prince, fidgeting nervously. A thousand thoughts cross my mind on what he must look like, but I do not have to wait long to find out. The double doors open and he walks in. He is as handsome as they say he is. Blue jewel toned eyes, dark hair pulled back in a sleek bun and angular sharp features that captures the attention of every woman in court. My heart skips several unhealthy beats as he crosses the hall in a short distance, making a beeline for me. He stops before me and I look down shyly, biting on my lower lip nervously. As customs suggest, I extend my hand to him, holding out for him to wrap his warm fingers around them and take me to the foot of the daiz where the ceremony is to be held. But he doesn't. Instead, he jerks suddenly, taking a couple of steps away from me, rather than toward me. My face crumples in confusion a
*Dorian* "What you did was unacceptable! Take your men and scour the forests for Kiara. She didn't deserve--" "I found my mate," I cut in smoothly, silencing my father. He falls quiet, lips drawn in a grim line as he observes me. "It doesn't change the fact that you walked out on a good woman, embarrassing her and insulting her family name--" I place the box he had given me on the table. "You said to me that what was important was to give you an heir. You never said it mattered who the heir came from." "You speak nonsense--" "I will marry my mate. I have already made preparations." I see the shimmering anger in my father's eyes. I see his rage, but I do not care. Why bind myself to a stranger when I have found my mate? "You do not have my blessings, Dorian." My lips tilt into an adder's smile. "I will wed her in an hour, with or without your blessings. You may attend, if it so pleases you." I incline my head in a bow and leave his stu