MasukKimberly's POV What I thought would just be a minor disagreement between my kids was gradually turning into something more, Vaelor left after a few more hours and Rosalie had mostly remained by his side during that time.When it was time for supper she said that she didn't want to sit on the same table with her brother, I told her that it wasn't right and both of them needed to share the table together because they were family. At first I was still taking it a bit slightly because my triplets hardly ever argued with each other and even if they did as children they quickly forgot about it and were back to playing again.But I had not realized just how much the experiences had begun to age and mature them, more than how they should be at 5 going to 6. Rosalie had refused to touch her food even if it was her favorite spaghetti and meatballs, when I probed her to know if there was anything I could do she said no. “Nate was mean…Nate has to say sorry!”Nate refused to apologize, and I
Kimberly’s pov “Who wants lemonade?" Martha said and the children squealed happily.Once life gets so hectic it's good to find joy in the little moments, if I have learned anything from the roller coaster of events that is in my life I usually have to steal this moments and crushed them close to my chest because before long something comes riding out of the horizon, and I'll have to tackle it all over again before another brief interval of peace. Today was one of such days, I had clocked out extra early, that is by 12:00 noon. Truthfully I had been mentioning to Vaelor that the whole process of refilling the house of the things that Clara had transported over to the red zone took a long time, it was just a casual comment and I did not really expect anything to come out of it. But that was until he told me that I should clock out early and we will take care of it today. Everything had already been delivered in boxes and those that hadn't worn in the truck outside, I didn't have to l
Kimberly's POV I clocked out of work before I was able to have the conversation that had been running through my mind for most of the afternoon after I saw Vaelor and velvet interact.She was my friend, and in the end she had been manipulated. I didn't want her to face the full punishment of the pack laws as Clara was supposed to.When I clocked out I had already sent him a message. It was earlier that I wanted him to drive me home. I was partially expecting him to say no but a more aware part of myself told me that he would stay and he did. When I saw the car parked in the hospital parking lot, my heart began to drum increasingly before I even entered and once I did, he set the car into motion and we started to drive back to my house, then I told him that he should take me somewhere else around the green zone. He agreed to this easily, and for a moment we had peace between the two of us, a calm that settled in a serenity that I felt guilty about breaking but I inevitably had to. I
Kimberly's POVI did not ever think that the friendship between me and velvet would ever be able to be fixed because after she betrayed me that time I thought that she would continue to be Clara's puppet because why would she ever change her mind about that? Clara was the one with the power she had a leash on her neck that she didn't even know how to tear off. But then velvet told me that her conscience could not allow her to keep on doing what you had been doing.“Once I knew how far she was ready to go I just couldn't go down that road anymore…it was one thing with rumors and the other things she asked me to do but this was just far too much,” She had told the truth at the last minute but she was still battling the guilt over everything else that she had done; however, this time I was ready to give her a listening ear. I came to find her in her office and she opened up to me more easily than I thought. Clara had completely watered down Velvet’s situation. She made it sound as if
Vaelor's pov I did not want to waste any momentum, knowing Clara she would not come along with me willingly unless she had a plan in mind and my mother was also backing her; some elders were also going to be on her side naturally. Having her stripped of her title was not going to be easy, but it was necessary and I would push forward with that because I had made a promise to Kimberly. And I intended to keep it. The next day, the Elders were gathered by 11:00, I'm sure that many of them wanted to speak to me about the recent events and before I even entered the meeting Hall they had been discussing amongst themselves each exchanging their idea of what could be happening. I listened in for a moment before making my presence known and stepping through the double doors, instantly, silence fell upon the meeting Hall especially as my Alpha aura began to radiate in the air. They all got up and acknowledged me and I made a motion for them to sit. Gradually, each of them took their seats
Vaelor's POV“Mother, I want to speak with her…”After retiring from their Alpha and Luna positions, my parents had moved into a smaller house which was nothing to scoff at but could not be held at the same esteem of the official Crescent fall pack house.Clara and I had gone separate ways when the search for Kimberly began and she used that to her advantage. When it reached her that Kimberly had been found she went to take refuge with my parents. Typical of her, but now I had the entire place surrounded. She was not getting out of here scot free after everything that she has done.Now I was in my mother's library. Father for some reason was not here but that did not mean that my mother was going to relent, my mother was nothing if she was not pointlessly stubborn and hard-headed. Things she had often described me with but I had found out was just her projection.“Vaelor, what benefit do you get from humiliating your own Luna? I would think that I had taught you far better than this!
Kimberley’s POVMy hair would have whipped around with how much force I used to turn on my feet if it was not sheeting up like the rest of my body in the surprisingly practical, ceiling-to-floor medical attire that I had put on. He held me, his fingers wrapping around my wrist and keeping me still.
Kimberley's POVI was awakened by a series of calls that came to my phone even before the crack of dawn. Confused and tired, I ignored the calls at first; then, when they became more repetitive, I had no choice but to respond to them. Picking up the call, I heard that familiar and annoying voice th
Kimberley’s POV"Why would it be a joke?" she said, throwing herself into an expensive leather cushioned sofa."It's a simple requirement that shouldn't trouble you at all, unless it's something I should have to worry about in the first place."I looked between the words written in ink and then bac
Kimberley’s POVSome things never change.I think that saying goes for people, too.Clara, the same Clara Vaelor had told me had such a short time to live, stood in front of me well and alive.It was as though she had been frozen in a time machine because everything was the same: that sly, condesce







