Kira's POVThe closer we got to the house, the more I fidget. Somehow, Ayla doesn't feel safe heading towards the place. Like there might be something unlikely in it. “You still haven't told me why we are heading to this house? Majority of these men are apart, and it's not possible anyone of them is still staying here.” I told Xander. He sighed, obviously tired of my continuous questions. “Kira, these house was given off to the one person who helped them look after it while they were away. The lady lives in the house and I want to believe she might still be here.” I raised a stern brow, “so, we came all the way here based on assumption?” “Don't act like you wouldn't do the same.” “Xander, what if this person is a serial killer?” I asked, feeling actually scared. Rolling his eyes, “aren't you a werewolf, can't you like defend yourself when the need arises?” I shrugged, “I just think there is still a need to be careful.” “Keep quiet and let's walk faster.”We eventually got to t
Author's POVLeila lurked between the curtains, watching Carl as he pushed himself off the ground, exercising his arms while huffing and puffing hard. She licked her lips subtly. Ever since the both of them got together, she has been having sleepless nights while thinking about him. Pretending Carl doesn't interest, Leila, has become harder than she thought it would be. Every of her thoughts have been plagued with the event of that day. Since, Declan hardly has her time, it gives her more reason to justify her need for him. Carl groaned hard as he leaned on his arms to hold himself up, his muscles popping out like they might burst. He had sensed Leila's presence, but had pretended like he isn't aware. Leila had obviously climbed over the balcony the both of them shared to get into his room. For almost ten minutes, Carl had thought she would respect herself enough and leave before he gets to note her presence. Instead, she remained there, letting out soft breaths.“Get out of your h
Kira's POVI just got off the phone with Leila and I have no idea what is going on with that young lady. It's almost like she gets displeased with practically everything happening around her. If she isn't complaining about her mum today, it's about the stepson of her mother. Whom she claims has no regard for her, despite living under her roof. Sometimes, I forget about how much pain she is willing to cause me. And be that friend that she could run to. It's annoying how much she barges into one's privacy with no regard. Tuning the thoughts of Leila from my head. I leaned against the bed frame, thinking of how my today had gone. Xander and I have tried to forget how unfruitful the journey we embarked on days ago had been fruitless, and we decide waiting for whatever action they might be taking again. It's tiring, and I am weakened by exhaustion already. As fun as it had sounded at first, it's more like a hold this time around. I can't seem to do anything freely without worrying about
Author's POVSomething didn't seat right with Elizabeth, and she could feel it in her gut. It had only occurred to her a week back that Xander had dropped every intention to charge Declan and didn't sign anything. She couldn't tell if he already caught on to her plan or not. At the same time, nothing seem to be out of place and it made her feel a bit at ease. Declan wouldn't have to worry about going to jail, and there wouldn't be a need to probe the company's finance. However, there is a clause to everything. Her plans to sell off the company would be on a hold, since she has no idea what Xander might be planning to do or what he is up to. Sighing, Elizabeth stood up from the bed. She has been lazing out all morning. Indecisive on whether to go to the office or just stay back and prepare for a spa session. Picking up her phone she checked the time, it was past noon. Dragging herself out of the room, Elizabeth hissed loudly at the sight of Leila stepping out of Declan's room. The b
Kira's POVI still can't believe Amber could walk, even though Xander had assured me she would heal eventually. I wasn't expecting it to be so soon and she kept it away for a while. At the same time, I was happy and much more relaxed knowing Leila's plan to wipe out my family didn't work out. Amber, being involved in the new development of things, has me a bit worried. But, I know making a team would make it easier to get through our intentions. Because, presently we have nothing called a plan.It makes me exhausted when I think about it. Leila has been quite distant from the pack house, even though we do talk on the phone most times. As for Declan, he is being too sweet, and it's annoying. I want to avoid having to deal with his unnecessary touches and talks. Leaning further into the bed, I checked the time, it's past seven. We just had dinner, but I didn't eat that much because I wasn't in any eating mood. And I felt like going for an evening run, burn some calories and eat up mor
Xander's POVIt's time I really put up a crazy act to keep Mira far from me. She has made it a point of duty to make my life miserable by showing up at the least expected time. I can't run away from the bar all In a bid to keep her away. Would have been better if she showed up with just a wine bottle in hand. Mira showed up looking like a snack and I wanted to devour her right on the spot. But, I tried to keep my self-control and not do something I would really regret. If she wasn't so childish about everything. I would have taken her right there and then. She is everything one would want in a woman. To take to bed, that is. I would choose Kira over her a hundred time. No offense to Mira, though.“Hold still, Mira.” I told her, holding up her arm to keep her legs steady. After I refused her, Mira had sat right in front of me. Opened the wine bottle and drank the entire content without stopping to think of what it would do to her. I tried to call for a taxi to pick her up, but none
Author's POVAlmost yanking off the door handle, Leila stormed into the study her father sat in. Fuming hard, her wolf reared its head and her heartbeat raced at a very dangerous pace. Jesse stood up hurriedly from the chair, his eyes darting around the room. Wondering what got his daughter so worked up. “What's wrong, angel?” Jesse inquired, holding out her hand. Leila sniffed, her lips shaky. Every muscle inside of her boiled with anger. Seeing Carl pace around the house like nothing happened between them, had her ego really bruised, and her anger was on the rise due to his persistent refusal to give in to her demands. The whole of her craves for him. She had thought having a long intense sex with Declan would erase Carl's memory, instead it felt like Leila would never get enough as long as it's not Carl. “I want them out of this house, dad!” She screamed. Jesse took a deep breath, he gets exhausted of Leila's tantrums most times. And he couldn't blame her for something he had
Kira's POVWhoever rewrote the script to this second life of mine sure has humor up their sleeves. Because what In the world is all of this drama? I had received a call from Leila's phone that she got into an accident. But, the person I saw on that bed looks like she staged it to me. Not even a major scratch. Since I was the one who got called, I decided to text her father. I have no idea how Declan got to know, sure he must have been called before me. “Ba….” He was about to say when his eyes landed on me. Declan had definitely run from his car down to the ward, he was winded. I held back a laugh at his moment of weakness, he had almost given the both of them away. Something, I know for sure, Leila would wring his neck for.“Hey, baby.” He gestured towards me, planting a breath filled kiss on my forehead. Snorting lightly, I stared up at him. “How did you get to know about the accident?” I askedDeclan chuckled awkwardly, “I think they called the first people on her contact list.