Kamari's Point of View I was biting back tears. Forced myself to stay calm. Collected. But it seemed to be failing the more I looked at my parents. Noticed the subtle tones of their bodies. How remorseful and guilty they looked. Ridden hard and long by life. "I know that you must have had the best intentions for me at heart," I paused. Swallowed down the tears and lump in my throat. Gripped Nolan's leg hard. "But I don't think this is something I can just get over." "We understand, Kamari. We do. Take all the time you need. Go walk one of the trails. We can talk about this over lunch again if you want." Rachel said, smiling back at me. Silver also lined her eyes. The smile was forced beyond what it should have been. But not fake. For the first time in a long time, my mother genuinely smiled at me. I nodded and stood. Gave my father one last lingering look before heading out through the door Rachel had come in through. Nolan followed close. Slid the doors shut once we were outside

Kamari's Point of View He was the first person to ever call me out so easily. As if it was nothing to him. He was also the first person that made me talk within moments of knowing me. In other situations, I would have headed for the hills by now. Shirked him off and took off, if you understood what I meant. Sometimes even I didn't fully understand what I meant by things. My mind was a tangled web lately. Nothing escaped it. But this man, this brooding beast of a man with sharp green eyes, he somehow saw through all of my bullshit. In one swoop of his tongue, he cut me where I knew I was weak. "First off, let me introduce myself. I am Malakai Dayholt. Alpha of Four Rivers pack. It is nice to meet you, Kamari." He rolled my name off of his tongue so elegantly. Had a small drawl to it. It took me a moment to process. "Well that isn't fair, all I know about you now is your name and title whilst you know almost everything about me, I am certain." I mused, settling into my skin a bit

Kamari's Point of View "Run, Keanu!" I screamed as the first man dove at me. He maneuvered out in front of me. Slid past our first assailant whilst his brother took care of him Malakai moved away effortlessly and lunged for the man in front of him. Leveled him to the ground before spinning around and scratching another man's Achilles. He went down with a screech of pain. Malakai followed it up with a slash to the throat. Blood spurted into the air. I could feel my own scream of terror lodge in my throat. Threaten to spill out into the world. But I was like a rocket. Pushed my fear as far back as possible. Picked up Keanu in one fell swoop and ran for dear life. The two bodyguards pummeled two men that stepped in our way. Opened up the path for me to run down. Nolan was nowhere to be seen. Or heard. Not that I could hear anything above the groaning of men. Feral screams from Malakai. The two guards broke bones as they went. And there was no time to look back, either. One wrong m

Zayan’s Point of View Acting like a cunt was the last thing I had wanted to do. It was clear that Kamari was angry with me. Any sane person would be, considering I wouldn’t relent, even when she got uncomfortable about the subject. Demanding to go with? What the fuck had gotten into me? What would my presence even change? All I could do now was wait until she made contact again. It was the best and only option I had. But it drove me insane, considering she didn’t have a phone anymore. Instead of going biking with her, I should have gotten her a new phone. Fuck. At least then I would be able to call. To hear if she was still fine. Still angry with me. Space. She needed space. “If you carry on gripping your phone like that, it is going to break.” My dad said from behind the espresso machine. He was on his third one for the afternoon. The amount of caffeine he consumed wasn’t good for his heart but the man wouldn’t listen. Apparently he had to die of something. Glowering at him,

Kamari's Point of View The breeze was a welcome relief compared to the oppressive heat of the house. Granted, several bodyguards stood watch over me. Hovered too close. It was fine. This was fine. I was fine. Or so I tried to convince myself and everyone around me. The incident still lingered in the back of my mind. Like a plague that refused to go away. Sometimes, I would be thrown back into it. Shoved so far down into my memory that I almost forgot that I was no longer living there. A living nightmare. "You phoned him..." I said when I heard Nolan's footsteps approaching. His room was right next to mine. And the walls were thin. I had heard the entire conversation he had had with Zayan. It wasn't pretty. "I'm sorry, Kamari. I wanted to get him here but he has other... things to take care of." The hitch in his voice betrayed his lie. Or omission. Luckily, I knew him well enough to sense the change in his voice. And I had heard everything. Some part of me wanted to be mad at