Darius' POV I sat behind my desk, unmoving and barely breathing. I wasn't sure how long I'd been here for, but from the cramps in my legs and the pain in my lower back, I liked to think it was a long time. That wasn't even the surprising part. What shocked me the most, was the fact that I was still alive, even after over an hour without adequately breathing well. Shit. I wanted to stop. I knew I needed to stop being so stuck up and allow some breaths into my lungs, but I just couldn't bring myself to do so. I was well on the verge of passing out if I kept on with this stubborn attitude, but I couldn't bring myself to care. Was is stubbornness or stupidity? I wasn't sure. It's the Lyra/Kiara effect. A small voice whispered in my ears, and I recognized it as my wolf's. He wasn't lying though, whether I was willing to admit it or not. For some strange reason, holding my breath felt slightly easier than actually finding out the truth. I'd told Soren to run some tests and get me a
Darius' POV I didn't sleep. I couldn't,no matter how hard I'd tried. A small part of me had told her goodnight in the hopes that I was going to fall asleep the moment I arrived my room. But I was wrong, very very wrong. I'd even stuck to pacing at one point. The plan was to keep on walking around and around till I eventually tired myself out, and I wouldn't have any other choice than to go to bed. But that didn't work either. Frustrated, I'd tried a variety of other things, but none of them seemed to work. If anything, all they did was made me more awake and more aware of the problem on my hand. Lyra. Or should I say Kiara? I hated the fact that there was now an added of later of mistrust and doubt when I thought about her. It had never been like this, and now that things had morphed into this level, I wasn't sure I liked it at all. Not one bit. I sat on the edge of my bed with her voice echoing in my head, and believe me when I said it didn't make it any easier. “I'm Lyra.”
Darius' POV I hadn't moved, and neither had she. She was frozen, like a prey caught in a snare, or rather a prey waiting for the predator to make the first move. A wave of silence settled between us, and i didn't like it. It was tight, stretched taut and brittle. The tension in the air was palpable. It was so thick even if we sliced through it with a pie knife, it still wouldn't look like it had been tempered with. The only sound that could be heard between us was the low thrum of the dungeon torches, and the almost silent buzz of electricity. Thanks to the number and type of wolves we got here, some of the cells were guarded heavily. We made sure that they were lit up with electrical nodes that would shock the prisoners, if they ever tried to escape at any point. While most of them stayed put till their sentence, most of them would rather hold on to the bars till they were electrocuted to death. A small gasp reached my ears, and that was all it took to pull me out of my thoughts
Kiara's POV I wasn't stupid. I would only be stupid if I decided to wrap myself in a lie than believe the truth that was in front of me. Darius hadn't just ordered me to stay in my room because he wanted to and was worried for my safety. It was far from that, and even a child could see it. He was testing me, watching to see if I'd obey or slip. Watching to see if his suspicions about me were true, and if he had set a trap, he was trying to see if I was going to fall into it. He wanted to see if I was going to crack under pressure, and maybe I would, but not just in the way he expected. I waited until the night had thickened like smoke outside my window. The moon shone bright in the night sky, and for some strange reason, I took the absence of stars in the air as a bad sign. Perhaps if they were out and twinkling, I would have taken it as some sort of guidance that the moon goddess was with me. I guess I was going to have to do this without her. The halls were quiet, a bit too
81Kiara’s POV The second the war room door clicked shut behind Darius, I finally let out the breath I didn't know I was holding. I knew it was supposed to bring some kind of relief, but if didn't. Instead it was far from that. It did nothing to steady my heart or stop my legs from trembling. Like that wasn't enough, my stomach churned and unfurled so many times in one minute, I thought I was going to puke. My mind raced, and it didn't help that the more I tried to rid myself of the many thoughts that clouded my mind, the more they swam towards me. I didn't want to admit it, but not doing that wasn't going to change the truth. It wasn't going to change anything at all.Darius didn't believe me. He didn't believe me at All. Maybe not completely, or anymore even. He hadn't said it out right, but I'd seen it in his eyes. They'd held my gaze and for just a second, I caught sight of something dangerous glinting in them. Call me crazy or paranoid, but a small part of me couldn't help b
Darius’ POV I shouldn't have left like that,but I had to. The look in her eyes when I said “For your sake, I hope you're telling the truth” nearly broke something in me. I wanted to believe her. Hell, I still did, but my instincts were telling an entirely different story. They clawed at my gut like a beast in a cage, demanding that I stopped pretending. Even my wolf wasn't left out. He squirmed and snarled beneath. He was uneasy and suspected foul play, and I wouldn't say I blamed him, because something really didn't add up. I pressed my eyes shut, and my mind must have taken that as a sign to replay what had just happened a couple of minutes ago. I had been on my way to check out something work related, when something else caught my attention. When I'd first gotten word that our border was under attack, I had apparently underrated what kind of attack it was. Luckily, we didn't lose anything, but we'd captured someone instead. What I didn't see happening at all, was for the said