And I am back, hehe. Sorry, I know that I went MIA, and I wasn't supposed to. But I was completing both Alpha Alvize and Arranged to the Alpha, and those who are familiar with my books know that I like to give the book the endings they deserve. Also, now I am also working on a new baby (you will get notified when it is out, hehe). So, that also took a bit of my time. But now I am back and ready for our beloved couple. Hope you missed us enough to get back to our updates, and happy (hopefully) reading...
Killian: I cleaned the cut that was on my fingers and shook my head as I recalled what happened. The fact that I found the man waiting for us was something that annoyed me. It only showed me that he wanted me to find him. The Bernardi were playing a dangerous game, and that was something that they all knew, but the consequence that would follow what they were doing was going to be lethal. And their assassin’s head being sent to them in a box, when they initially expected it to be mine, would be direct proof of it. However, for now, that was the last thing that I was concerned about. It was clear to me that they were not going to leave without that woman, whoever she was, being found, and the fact that someone, one of them, was hiding the way that she was, in my territory, was causing more of a stir than I would like. And I knew that it would be a matter of time before hell broke loose and things grew more complicated. I took a deep breath and washed my hand before I frowned when
Eleanor: Alpha Killian hissed in pain and I frowned, removing the cloth from his hand for a second. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you.” I said, and he shook his head as he looked me in the eye. “It’s just a sting,” he said, taking me off guard. I knew that I would have gotten a slap or two, even though it wouldn’t be my fault, back at the house for the simple sting of trying to help. The lesson of not helping when he was injured was one that I learned the hard way as I grew older. That is of course, unless I was ordered to help. Then I would be having no choice to think otherwise. The fact that he was actually allowing me to sit on his bed beside him as I tended to his cuts was something that I wouldn’t have expected, especially not as a maid who was working at his house. I looked down at his hand which was in mine as he gently ran his finger over mine. I blushed but stayed completely still as I kept my eyes on his hand for a few seconds before slowly going back to cleaning
Killian:My lips brushed against my mate’s, causing sparks to course through my veins as I fought the urge to take my mate here and now, claiming her as my own. However, that excitement quickly faded as I frowned when Eleanor froze for a second before putting a hand on my chest, stopping me. Her eyes held a fear that had me fighting my wolf off from reacting.She quickly looked down at her lap, her eyes avoiding mine, and despite the clench that I felt, I knew to quickly recompose myself, not wanting to frighten her, especially after what happened the other day. She slowly removed her hand from my chest, clenching her fist as she tried fighting her shaking hands. “I’m sorry…” “Hey,” I said, stopping her, my voice softening as I heard and saw her fear in her voice, body language, and eyes. Her heart raced and I smiled before running a finger over her hand gently. “You don’t need to apologize.” Her eyes met mine momentarily and I smiled in assurance, wanting to comfort her. The frown
Eleanor: I couldn’t help the smile that formed on my lips as I walked into the bedroom, my bedroom, as my cheeks reddened. I held onto the shirts and ointment as if they were the most precious thing to me, and to me, they really were. I carefully folded the shirts and put the ointment on the bed before walking to the bathroom to shower. The bruises were yet to heal, though I didn’t really expect them to, considering my shielded wolf. But the fact that I had something that would help me heal was something that I was thankful for. I took a shower, the warm water soothing my aching muscles. I couldn’t even tell anyone that I was hurting, and therefore, I was stuck dealing with the pain on my own, but at this point, I was actually used to it. I rubbed the soap over my body as a smile formed on my lips before I could stop myself. This was the first time that I have taken a shower in a long time without someone banging the door at me to get out, me being afraid that the door would be
Killian: I walked out of the bathroom, already dressed, to find Eleanor entering the room with my cup of coffee. Having seen her fidgety state, I kept in mind to get dressed instead of walking out on her being naked or simply in my towel. The last thing that I wanted to do was scare her off. I smiled and cleared my throat, catching her attention and she blushed as she looked down at the mug, avoiding my eyes for a second. “I didn’t realize that you were out of the bathroom, my apologies, Alpha.” She said, not looking up at me. I walked up to her and put my finger under her chin, raising her face so she would look at me and she blushed. “What did we agree on yesterday?” I asked, my touch gentle. Her eyes met mine and she chewed the inside of her mouth in an attempt to hide her smile. I chuckled and grabbed the mug, taking a sip from it before setting it on the dresser. She held the tray with one hand, holding it down as she looked at me while I opened my closet. “Did you get a
Eleanor: “So, now this place is yours?” I asked, growing curious about the story of the beautiful garden that I was in. “Yes,” Alpha Killian said, crossing his arms over his chest as he walked by my side. “She used to love coming here and was sure to have a print on everything that was in the garden. You can imagine that she was even monitoring the men as they built her stable. I didn’t blame her though, it was her thing and she aimed to make it perfect.” “But why not use or keep it open?” I asked before looking down at my feet as I feared his reaction. “I don’t mean to be harsh or rude with my question, but I am curious about your own perspective.” “I would have loved to, but a part of me believes that if the door stays closed, she would never leave.” Alpha Killian said, taking a deep breath. “And another part is refusing to believe that she was killed in front of me.” “I’m sorry,” I said and he pinched the bridge of his nose as he shook his head. A faint smile played on his lips
Killian: I watched as my mate took a step back, avoiding my eyes for a second as her heart raced. She didn’t even understand how much I wanted to know who dared hurt her the way that they did in the first place, but that was something that I was going to have to figure out with time. “I would like to be excused.” “Eleanor,” “Please, Alpha.” She said, stopping me. Tears formed in her eyes and I frowned as she turned around to leave. I frowned and wrapped my hand around her arm, stopping her. I slowly put my hand on her shoulder, gently massaging it before sliding her sleeve down a bit. The V-cut that was on the dress made it a lot easier for me to do so. “I am not going to hurt you, Eleanor.” I lowered my voice to above a whisper as I looked at her, letting her know that I did not intend to hurt her. She froze completely and I could tell that she was holding her breath as I looked at her back, my heart dropping to my stomach as I saw the whip bruise. Her heart raced against her
Eleanor: My chest ached as I watched Alpha Killian walk out of the room to leave me alone with my thoughts. The way he looked at me and the way he spoke broke me, especially since I knew that he didn’t understand my situation. And it didn’t make it feel any better that I couldn’t even explain it to him. The idea of doing so was too surreal for it to happen, and the consequences that were going to follow were going to be too great for me to handle. “You are not going to accept me when you find out who I am, Alpha Killian.” I said, voicing out my thoughts as I looked at myself in the mirror a while after he left the room. The fact that he saw the cut that was on my shoulder embarrassed me more than anything that could have happened to me, and the idea of him pitying me afterwards was not something that I wanted. I took a deep breath and walked out of the suite, wanting to get to work, as I didn’t want to dwell on such a topic. There was no changing the facts anyway; therefore, I wasn