Killian’s POV From the moment she walked into the room, everything had changed. This couldn’t be how it felt after rejection. Which made me believe that perhaps, Ciro had been right. This bond between us seemed to still be intact. However, there was a dull ache in there. Just a moment ago, she looked like some scared pet that could run away at any moment, yet, the moment she realized what Ciro had done to her, she had changed into another person entirely. Her eyes blazing with her wild and beautiful hair framing that perfect face. She had every being of me entranced. “You know, little bunny, if you had been willing to talk, I would not have had to use my special ability on you,” Ciro said but I could feel Alek’s anger from how he had addressed my mate. “Ciro.” I growled and it took some minutes for him to understand what just happened. “Bro, I can’t help it when she looks like some fallen Angel right? Besides, you guy’s bond has been broken off and you can’t be with her. Let
Killian’s POV “Don’t you think your reaction to her is too much for a rejected mate?” Ciro asked as soon as he got back from sending Erika back to her room. I had many things I thought I wanted to ask her. Something along the line of if she wanted to leave was also there. Yet, the moment I saw her, all thoughts of that flew out of my mind. “You are overthinking, it’s just Alek being reluctant to part with the fated mate thing.” My reply was curt. I was unwilling to go there even though I knew that he had been right. There was no way the bond between me and Erika was broken. No way. “Are you sure that this is what you want? To lie to yourself? The most important thing about breaking a fated mate bond is your wolf also agrees with you. In fact, the name of your wolf is what is usually used to break it off so how can you say you broke it off and Alek is reluctant now?” Ciro said and I rolled my eyes at him being long-winded. But the wolf’s name was what was used to brea
Erika’s POV The last few days in Killian’s pack could be considered quite peaceful. I had a feeling that he must have done something and even though I wanted to be out of there, I was still grateful that I didn’t have to leave like some criminal. “Let’s go and grab lunch first,” Anita said as she pulled away the knitting pins from my hands. Unlike back in our old pack, the knighthowl pack didn’t use omega for unnecessary labor like washing clothes for spoilt brats and ironing. Instead, everyone picked something they could do to assist the pack and while Anita had decided to join the food production team during the day, I had opted for joining the clothing department. We mended clothes and made brand-new ones on request while the money went into the pack’s account for other things. More importantly, we also got a percentage share of the money and I really couldn’t wait to start selling some of the dresses that I would make. “You can just bring some for me, I don’t want to le
Erika’s POV The sweet smell of food mixed with something herbal and floral flooded my nostrils the moment I woke up and the first thing I did was move my hands. Seeing that I was free, I smiled to myself. Yes, I knew it had to have been a bad dream. There was no possible way that people that had hearts beating in them would do that to a living person. Although I felt a little sore, that was most likely because of all the knitting I have been doing… Shoot! I was supposed to be in the clothes industry... I sat up hurriedly. Yet, the moment I turned, I knew something was wrong. This wasn’t my room. Although this room wasn’t flashy, it was easy to see that it belonged to a man. From the colors to the pants that were hanging on a chair. A man’s room. At the thought that I could be in Killian’s room, I stood up sharply, my nightmare still ringing in my head. Diana had said the next time she saw me with him was my death day. “Hey, I heard movements.” Ciro said as he peepe
Erika’s POV It’s been about a week since the incident happened and to be fair, I think I was doing quite great with dealing with the trauma. Knowing that Ciro had ensured that no one saw my body, and the girls that had been dealing with me had been punished gave me some type of satisfaction that I couldn’t explain. At first, I had been scared shitless at the thought that Diana would come back after finding out that I was with Killian later on but she never did. And as much as I didn’t think this was possible, I was lonely. For the last week, it had felt like Anita had been avoiding me. The very moment I’m back in the room, she’s heading out and when I’m out to get lunch or some other thing, then she’s heading back in. She was totally difficult to get a hold of which made me completely suspicious. Even though I had so many questions, I had as much work as the questions I had. Today was going to be the displaying of the pieces I had made. All through the week, Luke had been
Erika’s POV Just as I thought I was going to spend the rest of my day in hunger, I heard footsteps behind me and I turned back with only one thought in my mind, Anita was here for me. Unfortunately, I was met with Ciro’s familiar face. “Heyy!” he drawled out in his signature lazy voice and as much as I was disappointed, I didn’t want to push my aggression on the one and only person that had helped me in this pack. “Hi, what brings you here?” I asked, looking at his hand that held a bag while his other hand was in his pocket giving him an overall relaxed look. “Was making a trip to a friend’s place, seems like you need the company more though.” “Why? Did you see me just now?” I desperately hoped he hadn’t, after all, that would be the second time he would be meeting me at my lowest point. I would have fainted if I had any idea there was any more time. “Well, let’s just say you don’t need a friend like that,” he said with a shrug and then took two more steps until he was di
Killian’s POV It was almost as if from the moment that Ciro had forced me to confess the still-existing bond between me and the human girl, all I had thought about was her. I had even allowed myself to head over to the clothing and design unit of the pack like some hopeless man in love. Yet, the sight of her as she made those dresses that Luke couldn’t stop babbling about and how serious she was, was etched in my mind. I had to confess that it had made me see her in a slightly different light, after all, I knew that there were very few girls that were willing to work that hard. Surely she could handle the pack, right? “What has your pants in a knot?” Ciro said as he settled in the seat beside me. My brows furrowed as I picked the scent of my mate on him. “Where are you coming from?” I asked as I shot him an accusatory glare. “I know you can smell Erika on me. I initially planned to stop by Luke’s place with his portion of the food I made but then I saw your ‘mate’ being bullied
Erika’s POV I was perhaps half a foot from utopia in dreamland when I felt my covers being yanked from my body and the evening’s chill air wrapped around me, forcing me to open my eyes. My eyes widened in surprise as I saw Ciro’s familiar face right in front of me. “W..why are you here?” i asked nervously as I hoped that this wasn’t one of those evil things I had read in books in the past. I was certainly defenseless around a male shifter. “Relax, Killian asked me to bring you over,” he said and then stretched his hands so that I could take it and sit up. “The elders of the pack would like to meet you,” he added immediately as I stood up. The pack had given all of us from the previous pack three clothes that was for all the seasons and I was planning to make some for myself as soon as we got to sell the dresses we had made. For the meantime, i carried the woolen sweater and pulled it to my chin as I followed Ciro. my mind swirled with thoughts and questions of why the pack e