ZEDANEI haven't been in the same space as Kiena ever since the incident in the woods two nights ago, but all that changed the moment I got a call from pack security that she had just driven out of the pack.I contemplated letting her be for a while, thinking that she might have decided yo up and leave finally after the last stunt; but knowing how proud Kiena is, she definitely would not have left with anything that belonged to me or my pack - that includes the pack car.Hence my decision to go after the little fireball, and I couldn't be any more grateful that I did. Damn, the woman has a death wish, suicidal tendency and genocidal tendency all wrapped up in that delicately hot body of hers.I force in a harsh breath through my nose and turn to cast a glance at the flesh and blood representation of chaos sitting beside me. She has her face turned to the window and her expression is drawn into something terribly sad. The visual of her hunched shoulders, glossy eyes and sad face strik
KIENA“Luna,” a tentative voice calls from behind me and I turn around.I'm lying in my bed, my head tucked comfortably on my pillow and cushioned by the swaddling of sheets that pool at my neck.“May I help you?” My voice is soft even though I want to snap instead.It's not the fault of the little girl that she belongs to a pack with a jerk as the Alpha. Matter of fact, all Alphas are jerks. From Dimitri Vocci to Xhecon Luther and now, Zedane Rhage; every man is far worse than the last.She shows me her hand. “I brought you a plate of brownies, Luna. I didn't know what you liked so I also picked two cupcakes and two muffins just in case.”My forehead furrows in a mixture of confusion and suspicion.“Who are you?”“I'm Lina. I'm an Omega wolf and all the wolves tell me that I'm weak and…”“They tell you that?” I interrupt her, anger skimming my blood all of a sudden.She looks shocked by my reaction and her nod of affirmation is tentative. I raise myself up into a sitting position and
I had a simple saying, "never react in blind panic when you're faced with a scary situation."Guess what though? Fate had a saying too. "Never make rules without consulting me first."After its saying is a maniacal cackle that I would normally have found comical, not so much today.Panic, of the hot, blind and wild variety, is swimming through me; running along my veins on torrents of fire.My eyes scour the entire congregation of smiling faces, coming to rest on the one person I don't want to see today or ever, sitting ramrod straight in the first pew.Our eyes lock on each other and a veil of anger covers me from the inside. Proud and stubborn, regally dressed and oozing selfish success is none other than my traitorous Alpha - because I refuse to call him my father - Dimitri Vocci.His golden gaze burns on mine, a silent dare for me to question his authority. His lips are pressed in a flat line, awaiting patiently the submission he knows would come next.I lower my eyes, dropping t
KIENA"Ms. Vocci, last daughter of Alpha Dimitri, do you bind yourself to this man? To fight with, support, give heirs, and become flesh and blood with him, till death do you part?"Xhecon stares at me expectantly, an air of arrogant dominance pouring off him in violent waves. I can feel the stillness of the air as the entire combination of Whitevalley and Dark forest packs hold their breaths in anticipation. My response would be the key to securing an alliance that benefits no one but the Alphas involved, at least that's what it seems like to me.My mouth moves before I can stop it. "No." The sound is feeble though, barely audible even in the hush of the cathedral. I know the exact moment the pack priest catches my response. His breath hitches and his eyes widen to very large proportions. I would laugh, but that would mean death so..."What did you just say?" Xhecon asks in a cold hum, his voice menacingly low.I square my shoulders and raise my chin defiantly. I did say I would ra
KIENAHold the fuck up! Did he just say MATE? As in bound by magic, flesh, blood and pack? Surely even my imagination cannot be that good.When last did I get my ears cleaned? Oh curse my deformative memory! Dear Whatever powers that be, I promise to be thirty percent more awesome than I've been in my 24 years of existence; just let me hear clearly what this handsome rock is saying."What did you say?" There's a visible vein throbbing at the center of Xhecon's forehead, the tick tock rasp of the beast within him."Kiena Vocci is my mate, and I have come to claim her. I see no reason why you should even expect an explanation when she owes you none, and me even less."That's what he said. That's exactly what he said. But wait! Hold on a second."You have no idea what it is that you're getting yourself into, son." Dad's voice is laced with unsurpressed venom."I believe you would do me the honour of enlightening me.""You've been Alpha for how long exactly? A week? Trust me, you do not w
ZEDANEI don't want to look at her. I don't want to touch her. I don't want to be in the same space as her. Dammit! What the hell have I done? Why would I let my impulse take control of a situation I could've avoided? I'm mated to a freaking Omega wolf. Of all of the she-wolves in existence, it just had to be an Omega wolf that I would swear away my existence to.The mating bond and all the magic that comes with it is settled over me in a chokehold. I can barely breathe against the danger that is cloaking me in flavored scents."Do you speak?" Kiena asks as the van rolls away from her father's territory and back towards my own.I don't respond. Don't even turn around to look at her. That she is perched that closely to me in this small space is already doing enough to me."Zedane, right? I'm talking to you." She tries again.I still do not respond. Just continue to stare out the window beside me."Are you being deliberately rude? You can let me out here if you're going to be so ridicu
ZEDANE The rain is cascading down the roof in strong pellets. A storm that marks the grief that has settled over the pack since the news a week ago.“Alpha,” Tunil, my second in command and best friend, calls my attention from the door.I turn to face him. “What do you want?”He eyes me up and down. “You might want to put that attitude aside for a while. Everyone is grieving and you don't get to be the one who takes his out on everyone else.”I would have his tongue out by now if he wasn't my best friend, and right.“What do you want?” This time my voice is darker and has dropped several degrees.“The funeral rites are about to start. We cannot keep waiting on the rain to let up, so we made a makeshift shelter to hold the fire.”I cock my head, looking at him but somehow unseeing. “We will wait.”“Alpha, we…”“I said we will wait!” I thunder.He squares his shoulders and shifts from pack subordinate to friend. “I already told you that we cannot keep waiting. It's been a whole week. An
KIENA“Excuse you?” I throw back immediately.The hell is wrong with him? He's the one going all unhinged caveman on me and he dares to ask me what is wrong with me? He pins me with a blank stare. The stare is filled with anger and so much darkness.I try to pull my hand away again but he refuses to free me.“Let go of me, Zedane.”“Answer my question.” His voice is low and intimidating.“The hell kind of question is that? How am I even supposed to know what you're talking about? You're the one who pulled me here so angrily and yet you're asking what's wrong with me? Isn't it obvious which one of us has something wrong with them?”“You're cursed.” His voice is so low that I am unsure if I heard him right.“What did you just say?” I ask.He drops my hand like it stung him and walks back a few steps. “You're cursed. You're a curse, Kiena.”I cannot believe my ears. I'm staring at him in shock while he stares at me with so much hatred that I almost shrivel up.“What do you mean by that?