-=Martina's Point of View=-"Are you planning on leaving after this?" I immediately looked at Zion after hearing his question."Yeah, I planned to leave after this, and hopefully I can talk to her and sort things out with her," I replied with a thin smile on my lips.He just muttered okay and returned to his food and red drink. Earlier, he tried to ask me what really happened between me and Annie, and once more, I told him that it was just a misunderstanding; it's not like I could tell him the real reason, right?Just like I said, I left after I was done with my food. I had already packed the things I would be bringing since Zion allowed me to stay at Annie's place for a couple of days, and I was hoping it would be enough for Annie to forgive me and convince her to go back to the castle with me.One of the maids helped me load my things in the car, and when I got inside, I saw that Zeke was already behind the wheel waiting for me to settle in."Shall we leave, mistress?" he asked cou
-=Martina's Point of View=-"Is this some kind of joke for you?"I was startled when I heard her question as I continued looking at Annie."I'm here to ask for your forgiveness, Annie, and to fix our friendship," I said pleadingly."Am I the one who should really ask for forgiveness?" she asked.Her words immediately brought Zion to mind. She was right; if there was anyone who deserved my apology, it was him. I vowed to seek his forgiveness once I confessed my fault to him."And I am planning to ask for Zion's forgiveness, but for now, I know I hurt you and broke your trust, and I wanted to make it up to you," I said."Martina, you're changing my opinion of you even more."I was stunned when I heard her words, and I couldn't think of anything to reply to that, and before I could mutter a word, she continued talking."Do you expect that once you get here and talk to me, everything will be back to normal? Like nothing happened? Like a day away from you will somehow make me forget what y
-=Martina's Point of View=-I don't usually initiate a kiss, and if it were ordinary days, then there was no way I would kiss anyone just like that, not even Kian, whom I loved. Still, I felt so helpless, and when I saw it was Kian, I couldn't control the surge of emotion upon seeing the man I loved.Earlier, I felt so alone, like there was no one to turn to, but when I saw Kian, it felt like a beacon of hope woke up inside me.I knew he was about to tell me where he went, but he wasn't able to finish what he was about to say because of what I did, and I could tell that I caught him off guard."Wait, Martina," he replied in his rugged voice when he tried to free his lips, but how could I let him go when I was already delirious with love and passion for him?"I don't want you to regret what might happen between us," Kian said, but I ignored his words.I was aware of his struggle and his attempt to repress himself, perhaps fearing that whatever happened between us would be regretted. Ho
-=Martina's Point of View=-Honestly, I have no idea how long I kept my eyes closed, pretending to still be asleep, ever since I woke up, but there was one thing I was definitely aware of, and that was the soreness in my lady part.Now that my rational mind has come back, everything has returned to me, as if reminding me how passionate my night with Kian was.I felt embarrassed and didn't know how to face him, but I tried to check my heart, but I didn't feel any regret at all; in fact, I felt complete now that Kian and I had become one.I could feel my face heating up when I remembered the things we did last night and how wantonly I gave myself to Kian.I also remembered how "huge" he was, and it baffled me how it fit inside me, but Kian was so gentle on our first time, making sure that I only felt a little pain and discomfort. It was in the following rounds that he finally unleashed his inner beast.I didn't hear any movement, so I thought that Kian was still probably asleep, but som
-=Martina's Point of View=-"Why do I feel like time is dragging so much?" I thought to myself when I looked at the time and saw that it was still seven-fifteen.The last time I saw the clock, it said it was seven p.m. which only meant that just fifteen minutes had passed since then."Oh no!" I muttered when I heard the sound of thunder, and a few seconds later, the sound of heavy rain reached my ears.I hurriedly stood up and looked at the glass window, and I couldn't help but grimace when I saw the raging rain outside.Around past six, when I looked outside and saw the full moon in the sky, it was baffling that it would suddenly rain; it was as if heaven was making it difficult for me to be with Kian."I know, it is a sin to love a man who isn't your husband, but I just couldn't ignore the fact that I do love Kian, so please... let me be with him," I silently prayed, hoping that heaven would grant my prayer, and it stopped raining. But then more minutes had passed, and the rain was
-=Martina's Point of View=-"This is really a bad idea!"This was the thought that was running through my mind as I continued venturing into the dark, cold, and secluded forest, going to where I thought was Kian's home.Honestly, I was thinking of going back, but I fear that if I go back, I will get more lost than I am now.I think I was walking for more than thirty minutes now, but I couldn't see any familiar marks that would tell me if I was on the right track.I've been itching to call for help using my phone, but then again, who should I call for assistance? It's not like I can call Zion or Zeke to find and pick me up because it will only end with them asking me what I was doing in the middle of the forest at this late hour.I wondered whether the alibi I had tried to use earlier at the castle before Zion caught me last time would hold any weight now."No chance," I murmured silently, well aware that Zion and Zeke would never believe such an obvious lie. If I went to them for help
-=Martina's Point of View=-"What the..." The first thing I noticed when I woke up that morning was how filthy my hands were, and when I checked my whole body, it became clear how filthy I looked, followed by aches all over my body, and it didn't take long for me to remember what happened last night.I couldn't believe I'd survived the terrifying experience with the wolf pack—a brush with death that had left me frightened to my core. As I focused on the pure dread of that moment, a vision of a massive, majestic white wolf began to form in my imagination. Its presence loomed enormous, as though imprinted deep within my brain, a symbol of the wild power that had saved my life.My mind emerged from the shroud of tiredness after an invigorating sleep, allowing me to recall certain vital information about the fascinating white wolf that had previously passed through my memory. With my clarity returned, the encounter's parts began to weave together, revealing small details and depths that
-=Martina's Point of View=-I kept pounding on his chest, releasing all my pent-out frustration, fear, sadness, and anger for everything that I experienced, from missing my friend to my almost demise and how much I miss him, and not even once did Kian stop me from doing it; he just let me.I know my punch to his chest was strong, but why does it feel like my actions mean nothing to him? It's as if he's not even affected or hurt, to the point that I become tired and eventually stop.I was about to say, "I hate you," but before I could get the words out, I was caught in his strong arms. I was completely enthralled by what he said after that, and I stood there frozen."I'm sorry, Martina," he said, his voice full of emotion.Hearing his sincerity in his words made me feel as though I were melting, and as a result, all of my resentment toward him seemed to disappear.Wrapping my arms around him, I held on tight, terrified that he might slip away from me again. The thought of losing him wa