Celeste's POV
I stood frozen, unable to understand what was going on.
“Come,” Killian said. I felt more afraid of him than Kaidën. I swallowed, hesitating before stretching my hand to take his.
The moment our hands touched, I felt a spark. I noticed his eyes light up like he felt it too. His long fingers held mine firmly and I shivered.
“Do you have anything you would like to take with you?” He asked softly but it felt cold despite his calmness.
I looked around, and my eyes rested on Kaidën’s. He looked pissed and could tear me apart in seconds.
“Yes, a few of my things,” I answered remembering my father's journal.
“Go get them,” Killian instructed and I nodded, and moved my hands but they stayed still. I looked at my hands and Killian finally let go.
I ran to my room, packing everything I could find in my small worn-out bag. My eyes caught the journal on the floor and I hastily picked it up and left the room.
I returned to Killian and he held my hand and led me out. The men moved aside and his men followed behind.
I was scared and wondered what would happen now that I was out of Kaidën's reach.
My heart beat raced as I kept walking and I felt dizzy.
We reached the door, and with a firm tug, one of Killian’s men opened it. The cool air hit my face. It was sharp and fresh against the chaos swirling inside me. I barely noticed the car waiting for us.
“Get in,” he said coldly.
“Huh?” I answered, snapping out of my thoughts.
I paused when he waved his hand toward the car. Despite the fact that my legs felt weak and rubbery, I took a step forward.
I got inside the car and the door banged behind me. I hardly had time to prepare myself before the engine screamed to life and we were driving down the driveway.
Killian didn't try to communicate with me. All he did was sit across from me and observe me. He seemed to see straight through me because of his strong and unwavering gaze.
Being afraid, I made an effort to stay still. I just sat there and prayed for my life.
I felt an odd heat coil in my abdomen. That glance had power, and I somehow detested the way it made me feel.
I was unable to endure the silence anymore. I had to end it.
“What?” My voice sounded weaker than I intended it to. “Why would you do that?”
His gaze remained fixed on mine as he leaned forward a little. He responded in a low, authoritative voice, “I felt I should.”
That was it? He acted that way because he felt like it.
“And now you're mine,” he said coldly.
His words were like a kick to the gut. I wasn't sure if I should feel relieved or afraid.
I swallowed forcefully, attempting to suppress the feelings that were rising within me. I shook my voice and replied.“I don't belong to anyone.”
But I knew I was lying. I did belong to someone now. He and I had no choice.
Killian leaned back, his gaze softening just slightly, but the tension in the air was still thick. “You do now,” he said.
His voice was stern, but it also carried a gentle promise that made my heart race.
With my mind still racing, I braced myself as the car jerked forward as we took a tight turn.
I thought of escaping the moving car, but it would be impossible.
“Thinking of jumping out?” He asked, scaring me and I froze.
How did he know?
“I…I didn't,” I lied.
“Hmm,” he answered.
“Where are we heading?” I asked, scarcely raising my voice above a whisper.
With a quick glance at me before returning his attention to the road ahead, Killian remarked. “You'll find out soon enough.” I was uneasy because he was keeping his secrets to himself.
I remained silent. The silence that spanned the drive seemed to go on forever.
I peeked out the window as the car finally slowed and I heard the hum of tires on gravel, and the sight of the massive gates ahead made my heart skip a beat. The location where I would spend the remainder of my life was here.
As the gates opened and the car passed through. I started to feel anxious and my stomach knotted up.
“How long does it take to get to the house?” I immediately slapped my lips just as soon as I said it.
I didn't just say that out loud, did I?
“It's a fifteen-minute drive to the estate,” he answered and I shook in my seat.
Did he just say fifteen minutes drive? What was this? A passageway to infinity?
“F…fifteen minutes,” I repeated.
“Yes, we'll be there soon,” he replied.
I didn't turn to look at him and focused on the view from the window. The mansion soon appeared. It was huge and I had to stop myself from gasping.
My heartbeat rose as we got closer to the mansion and I swallowed.
Killian was no ordinary man and certainly not like the other alphas.
The car came to a stop in front of the entrance, and the door opened before I could even move.
Two of Killian’s men were already waiting, their eyes scanning the surroundings. I felt for a second like an item, something to be moved from one location to another. Luckily, they weren't paying attention to me.
Killian exited the vehicle silently, and I trailed behind, my legs shaky. He didn’t wait for me to catch up.
I felt nauseous. The food from last night was threatening to pour out of my mouth any second.
I looked ahead and the door opened with maids and bodyguards stepping out. I turned pale with fear. This was going to be worse than I thought.
The maids stared at me, and I blinked, trying so hard to not look so dirty. Their maid uniform made my worn-out clothes feel like rags.
I tried to move my legs and they shook like jelly. Everything started to spin and I lost my grip.
“Miss,” one of the maids called, running towards me.
Killian turned and the next thing I knew I was falling. He rushed towards me and I felt his warm strong hands hold me before I slipped into the darkness.
CELESTE'S POV"H....how did you find us..." Victor was up on his feet in seconds, struggling between trying to find an escape route for himself since we were currently standing right in front of the door."Hello, old friend, I assumed you would be here. Thank you for making it so easy for me." Sam bowed sarcastically, the smile on his face anything but genuine."You should be warned, I am not alone here, you....you are currently surrounded by my partners, you should leave while you still have the chance, I am not going to repeat myself." He tried to threaten, but even he could tell his attempt was futile."Listen, Victor...." I sighed dismissively. "We are not here to ar
SAM'S POV"Why didn't you offer to help Logam search for Victor if you know the possible places to find him?" I knew this question was coming, and I had the answer reserved for it since we were still in the estate. "Because that's not my job in any way. I have nothing against Victor; him being caught will add nothing to my value, nor would him being on the run reduce anything from my worth. I don't waste my energy on what's not for me when I already have a lot on my plate to deal with." I slashed the branches getting in my way. "The least you could have done is just make mention of it; no one would force you to go in search of him." She scoffed from behind me. "So I will have all suspecting eyes on me, thinking I have something to do with his betrayal? Remember, my presence is still questionable. A lot of elders are not just going to dwell on the fact that I helped with investigating Victor’s hideout and getting him caught, they are going to be more focused on how I knew secret loc
CELESTE'S POVOne week.I had just one week until Killian was completely gone, turned into someone else. One week, and then the help I should provide would be useless; one week, and I would have failed in life for the rest of my life. If I don't find a way to eliminate Malthus, I will lose my mate forever.That thought alone was enough to fuel me into acting. I jolted up from the seat again and faced Sam. “I think I need to go, I have to go back to the Moonstone Howl pack, there might be something closer to success than there is here.” I don't know what exactly I was going to do there, but I just can't sit still."What?" Killian and Sam inquired at the same time. Without bothe
JEREMY'S POVWe were on the run for the past couple of days. I knew Killian was a determined bastard, but I had no idea he was this determined, especially when it comes to prisoners. I mean, you wanted to get rid of him anyway. Now that he has escaped, doesn't that make the work a lot more easier for you?"Dammit, I stepped on a pool of mud." Victor winced from behind. That was all he had been doing, wincing and heaving like a child since we left the pack."Well, step out of it, is not that hard, you know." I didn't even bother turning back to glance at him or what he was doing."Exactly what I am doing." There was a bit of an attitude in his voice as he sp
CELESTE'S POVKilliam opened the door, expecting to see only Sam, as he was the one who had knocked. When he saw me behind Sam, he took a step back in what I could only describe as annoyance and was about to vent his anger at his brother when I spoke. "I am just here to pick up something; you don't have to lash out at him." It took a lot of willpower to come up with civilized words to say. I wanted to scream, to explode, to cry on his chest, and ask him why he was doing this to me. But instead, I swallowed uneasily and sauntered to the walk-in closet away from the side of the room where he went. I had some of my father's diaries stored in there, and if I wasn't mistaken, he did mention something about Malthus in it too. My father is a writer. Not like he published books or anything, but he was better off communicating his feelings to his journals. He had lots of them, and I never spared time to read through not even half of them. When I was leaving the Moonstone Howl Pack, I packed
CELESTE'S POVMy emotions were on the loose, swirling all over the place with no way to tackle them. From anger, to fear, to confusion, everything was just jumbled up so bad it's slowly making me insane. I don't know where to start, what to even do, or who to go to. Since Killian had taken over my room and refused to let me in, I have been camping in his, drowning myself in stress and annoyance. No matter how much I despise Logan, I would have reached out to him for help, but I have seen him. He is super busy, pressed to the neck performing Killian's duty, and I am not that evil to add my stress to him, even though I knew he would want to help since it involves his golden Alpha. But since Victor escaped the dungeon, with the help of someone who is still not yet recognized, he has been working his ass off trying to recapture the criminal but so far, I could tell there was no progress. It's at moments like this that I would have felt bad for his mate. The guy barely has time to breathe