Killian's POV.I took a step backward, overcome with the sudden turn of events. It felt surreal to me. I couldn't believe the only woman that I had craved to set my eyes on for the longest time was really standing right before me, looking as charming as ever.I knew she wasn't dead. I always had the feeling that she was alive somewhere.The noises were beginning to die off now, as everyone present watched us keenly. "Elena?" My voice came out in a whisper, I could barely hear myself. I braced up and took a step towards her, I was determined to make sure it was really her. She stood still, her gaze on me never quivered. She looked equally amazed as I was, I could tell from the way her body trembled slightly. She had complex expressions on her face and I couldn't read meaning to them. I could only fathom the shock and nervousness in her eyes.I closed the space between us, my hands slowly reached to grab her arm gently, trying to be sure that it was truly her in flesh. "It's really yo

Elena's POV.I cursed under my breath as the knock on the door intensified. "Who could that be?" Killian mumbled dropping the glass back to the table and headed towards the door. "That was close," I exhaled a deep breath and trailed behind him toward the door. Whoever was at the door seemed really furious. "Is it true?" I suddenly heard a strikingly familiar voice roar angrily. I hastened my steps towards the door to see who the voice belonged to, only to come face to face with my most dreaded enemy. Aria. The one who bore the highest witness against me. I stood rooted in my track as my gaze lingered on her, she was still as pretty as I knew her, though a lot more mature now.She was quiet for a while as if trying to digest what she just walked into."Oh, so it's really true? You are back to the pack, I thought you were dead?" She flared up, throwing series of questions at me. I stared blankly at her as she raved in anger, wondering why she seemed so pissed off, I haven't stepped

Elena's POV.I woke up the next morning feeling a lot more energetic. The flashback of my encounter with Aria slipped into my head fuelling my excitement. There was no way I'd let her step on me ever again. I never allowed it happen from the onset anyway.And her threat meant absolutely nothing to me, not when I was leaving in a few days. All I need to do is get my mission here accomplished and return to my home. The Greenwoods pack. And to my ever loving Darius. I wondered what his condition would be right now. He will certainly be lying somewhere, sulking at the sudden disappearance of the kids and I as well. I couldn't wait to be done here and return to him with our kids.I laid on the bed for several minutes trying to put myself together before heading out. I needed as much strength as I could get to go about the days activities. The pack members were still startled to see me and dealing with that will require a lot of energy. I would have preferred to stay in the whole day, layi

Elena's POV.I rushed back to the house, Hurricane of emotions swirling through me.I couldn't believe I suffered such cruel faith for a beef that I know absolutely nothing about. Within the thousands of thoughts running through my head, was a more disturbing piece. The lycan.Could it be Aragorn? Could he be using me to strike back at Killian? How cruel can he be? He wasn't satisfied with the hell that he put me through? Now he is making me go through more pain. "Everyone is on edge because it's certain that he's going to strike back shortly." Kaitlyn's words resounded in my head.It has to be Aragorn from all indications. Of course, he has struck back and I am the secret weapon he was using. There seem to be so many complications lurking around and it pains me that I had to be dragged into it. Everything keeps getting tangled by the day. If only I wasn't dragged into this mess. I would be living happily with my family back at Greenwoods Pack with no inconveniences whatsoever.

Elena's POV.I paced to and fro the living room, my heart racing like a wild drum.Killian was still in love with me? Funny how he has never said those words to me before, not even when were together years ago, probably because he never got the chance to say it since we were only together barely a week before the tragic occurrence. But hearing him admit it with so much emotions in his eyes to back up his confession hit me differently. But then, what does this mean for my mission? I can't let this get in between the situation that was already swallowing me neck deep. It was bad already that I let it get to this point where our emotions were invested already. The faster I get this over and done with the less painful it will be for the both of us. I collapsed on the couch, Hurricanes of emotions swirling through my body. But I was determined to put my emotions behind and put an end to this torture. With no single strength left in me to find my way to the bed, I relaxed properly on