Kiara's POV We walked in silence, down a quiet corridor away from the council chambers. The marble floors were cold beneath my boots, but nothing could catch my attention more than the bars thumping of my heart deep in my chest. It bulged and pulsed, and a tiny part of me couldn't help but feel like if I didn't get a chance to calm myself down, my heart would tear through my skin before sprawling itself on the floor. One of the many emotions I could pick out from his I felt was definitely part fear and part fury.I couldn't believe they tried to use me like that. It was appalling and even though I didn't want or like to admit it, a part of me wasn't surprised. I expected more from the council and they didn't disappoint. Rogues weren't just accepted into a new pack, and especially not one as ptominine as Darius'. It would simply be a dream to think that they would just make me become one of their own. It was the truth, but it didn't make it any less painful. What surprised me the
Kiara’s POV The council chamber was colder than I expected, and it didn't sit right with me. To make it all worse, it didn't really have anything to do with temperature. The chill that raced down my spine came from the atmosphere of the place, and the stone walls that housed the council members weren't helping one bit. I didn't miss the frosted glares they all threw my way. The council members were numbered to a total of seven people, but with the amount of hate and contempt that they carried in their eyes, one would think that they were nothing less than a million people, without an ounce of exaggeration too. I hadn't been to the chamber before, but best believe when I said it surpassed everything I thought of, I really was telling the truth. The chamber was more of an arena than anything else. It reminded me of the arena that had been used for the trials, but not only was the one smaller than the last, it was also a tad bit intimate, and that had to be the worst part of it. H
Kiara's POV The first thing I noticed was the cold that seeped through my bones,causing shivers to race down my spine, and jog out every bit of sleep that was somehow still being recorded by my brain. The second was that I was alone.Without thinking, my fingers reached across the bed instinctively, searching for warmth that was no longer there. The sheets were still tangled, and the pillow beside me was dented with someone else's obvious weight, but he was gone. Not only that, he'd taken every bit of his scent along with him too, and there was barely a trace of it left behind. I sat up slowly, tugging the sheets around my chest. My heart was pounding faster than it should have, and even without giving it too much thought, I liked to think I knew what the reason was for me erratic heartbeat. It wasn't beating from fear, but from something else. Something sharp and unnameable that had the tendency to choke me if I didn't do something about it. A million and one thoughts rushed
Darius' POV The silence in my room was deafening, and I hated it. It twisted and coiled around me like some kind of guilt, but I wasn't sure anything could match up to the guilt I felt for what I'd just done. I'd left Lyra all alone, and especially after having the best time of my life. I hadn't meant to leave her like that, naked beneath the sheets and her body still warm and pliant from everything we'd just done. But I had. I had slipped out of her room like a coward. I thought leaving would give me a reason for doing so, but yet, it'd been a couple of minutes, almost an hour, and still I had no reason to justify what I'd done. If anything, I only felt worse for leaving her like that, but I couldn't go back. I couldn't help but feel like I was running from something I couldn't put a finger to, something I couldn't quite name. I was running away from her, from us. I really should have stayed. But every damn second I spent in her presence, with her scent clouding my head and
Kiara's POV For the next couple of seconds, no one spoke. Not me, not Darius, and I wasn't sure I knew why. The adrenaline rush from what we'd just done was slowly fading away and I couldn't help the mixed emotions that swirled in my lower belly. What had I just done? I'd slept with Alpha Darius, the one alpha I was supposed to be afraid of and steer clear of, but that wasn't the wrong part. Despite knowing how dangerous and risky that was, I'd gone ahead with it, and without so much as a single ounce of regret too. Shit. I pressed my eyes shut, and the first thing that came to mind was Darius. How his hands had dug into my skin, while he rammed into me. With each thrust, I felt him stretching my walls farther than they were originally meant to go. I'd clamped my waist around him to feel every inch of him, and he'd utilized the opportunity more than I would have thought. I'd told myself that I didn't want to scream, but I found myself moaning his name over and over again. It w
Kiara's POV I wasn't prepared for this version of Darius. Up until now, I had no idea this part of him even existed. I wasn't sure I could ever get used to this side of him. Not the man who looked at me like I was his salvation. Not the man who could bring me to my knees with just his voice. It curled like smoke around him whenever he called my name, and it lit up something in me. I hadn't known him for long, but I'd known him well enough to know that he wasn't a force to be messed with, at all. There were stories about how he was a merciless warrior, and how he didn't have mercy on his enemies. He was a beast in the battlefield, and if that wasn't a sharp contrast to the gentle man in front of me, then I had no idea what else would suffice. This was different, it was a pure but aching need, not for blood, not for battle, but for me. He was aching for me.His hands slid under my thighs, and before I could say jack shit, he lifted me up in the air. Instinctively, I found myself w