Adira arrives at school to find her best friend waiting for her, beside her stood Nate. They blocked the blonde's path as she tried to walk past them. "Can we talk?" Meredith demands, with an unreadable expression. Adira looks from her to the redhead standing beside her. Nate nods, encouraging her to hear her best friend out. Adira sighs and does as the redhead wants. "What do you want?" She spits harshly, with an icy expression. Meredith goes to retaliate, but a touch on her wrist from Nate dissuades, and she takes a deep breath to calm, something that didn't escape Adira's eyes. She wondered what was going on between her best friend and the redhead. "To talk," Meredith responds in a much calmer tone, with a patient expression. "About what?" Adira taunts, with her arms crossed against her chest, a devious twinkle in her eyes. She wasn't going to make things easy for her best friend. Meredith rolls her eyes and glares at the blonde. "Will you quit being stubborn and come with
Three days later, Kendra is back on her feet as if nothing had happened. Physically, she looks okay, but mentally, she is tormented by her ordeal and the face of the rogue King that persistently appears in her sleeping moments. She blames herself for letting her parents' killer escape. She manages to keep her mental torment and guilt from the ones around her, even her Adira. This morning, the blonde has gone to school, and Kendra has a debriefing to do. She walks into the meeting room to find her dad, Alpha Conor, Beta Jason, and their warrior trainer, Gamma Collin, along with a few of their top warriors waiting for her. Kendra tenses up as she finds a seat for herself. She wasn't looking forward to this debriefing because the last thing she wanted was to relive the past few weeks. Her seat puts her in direct sight of the Alpha, and he stares at her piercingly. He isn't here in the capacity of her father, but as the Alpha who has a pack to protect and needs to know ho
It has been a tough few days for Adira. She hasn’t left her bed since she found out about Jake cheating on her, and hasn’t allowed anyone into her room. It's another beautiful day, and Adira is still hiding from the world, seeking refuge behind her bed covers and refusing to speak to anyone. The one person she wants above everyone else is out there putting herself in danger, and the blonde doesn’t know if she is still alive, and that worsens her grief. She rolls around on her bed, her weak eyes fluttering open, and blinking annoyingly at the rays of sunlight entering her room. She had thought she closed it last night, but she has been so drunk that she doesn’t remember a thing. She has yet to tell her parents what happened between her and Jake, scared that her father would kill him if he learns what he has done. She is pissed at Jake, but not so angry at him that she wishes him dead. If she is being honest, his betrayal only hurts because of her pride, yet she can’t let it
Kendra's eyes slowly open to greet the new day, her bruised body already reminding her of her ordeal yesterday before she was fully conscious. The sun rays streaming through the open windows of the warehouse blinded her briefly, causing her skull to ache as if someone had taken a hammer to her head.She took stock of her position, realizing that a silver chain once again hung around her wrists. It was a position she had grown accustomed to over the past few weeks, but something felt out of place. Not just because she was strung up on her limbs in the open this time, but also because of the presence of a new face. Someone very powerful. Kendra could feel his strength like a dark aura, an aura that threatened her and caused shivers down her spine. She raised her face to her audience and came face-to-face with the twinkling brown eyes of a sleek-looking man, her father's age, with an ugly scar on his cheek. Kemdra tried to put together who the new guy was while the new guy watched her
A broken and bartered Kendra hangs off the ceiling, suspended by long silver chains anchored to her raw and beefy red wrist by thick cuffs. She has been stripped down to her sports bra and mini shorts, and her toned body bore marks of the torture she has been through for weeks. Though her body looks broken, Kendra's spirit looks very much alive and unwilling to submit to her captors. Her icy blue eyes still radiate with fire that forces her tormentors to gulp nervously, though they bolster a fake bravado to mask their fear of the woman known as the huntress and feared in their world. The rogues holding her captives demand to know why Kendra is after their leader and what she wants with him. An answer Kendra refuses to utter, no matter how many times they burn her flesh with silver. She says she will only speak to their leader, but the rogues refuse her demands. Kendra has lost track of time, locked down in the basement of a warehouse with no idea what's going on. The only reason sh
The tension in the room felt so palpable that one could cut it with a knife. Jake wouldn’t look at Adira as the blonde waited for his response, while Nate smirked beside him, his expression smug. He couldn’t wait for his friend to confess his sins and grant him the satisfaction of watching his world crumble. He knows how much Jake loves Adira, and it will kill the dark boy to lose her. Then he will get to feel the same agony he is in right now. Nate’s fingers curled into a fist as his mind brought up images of Jake and Meredith making love. He tortured himself with those images, unaware that what he imagined wasn’t how it happened. The silence stretched into awkwardness, forcing Meredith to break it. Please don’t listen to Nate; he's just trying to cause trouble. “Why don’t we go to the hospital to care for their injuries? Every other—”Adira raised her hand to stop Meredith from speaking. Her eyes narrowed at Jake, whose shoulders were slumped, and his gaze was fixed on the ground.