Akira's POV
Vincent successfully saves me from getting captured by Elara and the guards from the Red Moon pack.
He takes me to his home, a small bungalow on the outskirts of town. The place is comfy.
He offers me food and allows me to clean up. Vincent gives me a new set of clothes. Although I can tell that the clothes belong to him because of how large they look on me.
I feel refreshed but Elara's words still replay in my head. The one about Kaid's soul rest in peace.
“How do you feel?” Vincent's deep voice startles me from my thoughts and jolts me back to reality. I look up to gaze at him and watch him settle down on the couch beside me.
I fiddle with my palms and scoot away from him. “Who are you and why are you helping me?” My voice is rough and it comes out as a mere whisper, although it is loud enough for Vincent to hear.
“Why are you bothered about that? I am helping you and that is all that matters. You should be grateful for that.” Vincent says nonchalantly.
I sneak a glance at him and my eyes settle on the tattoo on his right arm. It is the tattoo of a phoenix, that tattoo looks familiar too. Why does everything about him look so familiar?
“Seriously though, who are you? Have we met before?” I ask averting my gaze to his face. I furrow my brows in confusion. I do not think I have ever seen this handsome face anywhere before.
“Did you kill him?” Vincent's voice becomes lower. He avoids eye contact with me. Why do I feel like Vincent and Kaid might know each other from somewhere? Vincent is so concerned about Kaid's death, that it is strange.
“I do not know,” I mutter, I adjust my posture on the couch and sigh heavily. I do not ever want to recall the memory of that day. It is scary and I am afraid it might haunt me for the rest of my life.
“What do you mean by you do not know? Everyone in town is saying you were there! You were the only one with him so what the hell do you mean by you do not know? Are you trying to say he committed suicide?” Vincent roars angrily.
His sudden outburst causes me to jerk off the couch. I stare at him with wide eyes. He was calm a few minutes ago and now he looks like I just stepped on his toes.
“I asked you a fucking question.” He sneers rising to his feet. I stagger backwards until my back is against the wall, I gulp a lump down my throat and watch him approach me with a cold gaze.
“Tell me why. Tell me what he did to you. Why did you kill him? What did you gain from it? Power? Money?”
“I do not know!” I yell with tears rushing down my cheeks. I pull my hair in frustration and break down into sobs. I slump to the floor and place my hands over my ears.
“Please stop.” I cry out.
I hear Vincent sigh heavily. He helps me up and leads me towards a small door. Vincent pushes the door open and points towards the bed.
“You can spend the night here. I will sleep in the living room. If you need anything, reach out to me.” Vincent says in a calm tone. He turns around and walks out of the room.
I throw myself on the bed and break down into sobs.
I can not even answer the question. Did I kill him or not?
Vincent's POV
I lay on the couch with my eyes fixated on the roof but my mind remains on that girl. Something about her feels different.
She looks and acts so innocent, I am starting to think she did not kill him. Is there more to this that I do understand?
If I remember correctly, Roman said she was the only one in the room with Kaid that day. One of the maids also said she saw her jump out of the window.
If Akira did not kill Kaid then why did she not go through the door like every other normal person would? The window seems suspicious.
Everything about Akira is suspicious, did she kill him by accident? I doubt that. There was a motive, Akira must have had a motive and I am going to find out what it is.
I sigh heavily and run a hand through my hair in frustration. I mutter a cuss under my breath and I suddenly feel guilty.
I blame myself for Kaid's death. I should have never left him when our parents died. I should have stayed by his side and guided him.
I mentally scold myself for Kaid's death. I hope his soul rests in peace.
I shut my eyes and eventually fall into a deep sleep.
I flutter my eyes open when I feel a gentle tap on my shoulder. A bright light from across the room in the shape of a moon draws my attention.
I sit uptight and furrow my brows in confusion.
Is this a revelation from the Moon Goddess?
“Vincent, Son of Daren and Yvonne. This is a revelation to you. Keep Akira by your side for she is the one destined for you. Protect her from all harm and make sure she is with you. Always, now and forever.” The Moon Goddess’s voice echoes in the form of thunder.
The bright light disappears and I jerk off the couch.
Akira is my mate? My dead brother's wife is my mate? What sort of coincidence is this?
Vincent's POVI would have really loved to hear from Maria's husband's side instead, earlier back there, it seemed like he knew a lot about Elara, way more than even Maria knew. I wanted to push further but I noticed how Akira was getting really uncomfortable there. I could sense her fear back in there, she was so anxious and it made me feel the more need and drive to protect her from anyone and everyone.I sigh as Maria leads us to an empty space at the back of the bar. I carefully rest my back on the wall and gesture her to start talking. "Say every damn thing you know, do not miss out on anyone details or I will make sure to paint you and your husband the bad guys in front of Elara, I am sure you know how that will end." I say in a cold tone, just to scare her and it actually works. I would never do that though, that is just heartless."You people need to promise me that you will never return here and also that Elara will never find out about our meeting." Maria says with pleading
Akira's POVI and Vincent stare at each other and I immediately believe that we are thinking the same thing. Maria is the head maid at the Red Moon pack house, I am sure that she is the one that moved all of Kaid's stuffs, courtesy to either Elara or Roman's instructions. Hopefully, Maria is willing to talk.Without wasting anymore time, Vincent casts one last glance at me before rushing towards the door to pull it open wide, revealing the old man, Maria's husband. "Where is Maria? Is she still here? Where is she? Talk to me now." Vincent hurriedly throws questions at the man who just stares at Vincent in confusion, I mean it is totally understandable, now Vincent just looks really desperate.The old man takes a while to respond in reluctance. "Is this still about the apology she owes you people or is there more to it?" He raises a brow at Vincent before turning to gaze at me. "I would like to talk her to instead, she looks more sane." He says shoving Vincent out of the way and pointi
Akira's POV Vincent goes silent and it makes me ponder on everything he has done for me in the past. Honestly, without Vincent, I do not think I would be able to do anything. I might have just surrended and lost all hope but thanks to Vincent, I have been able to act strong, although it does get a little tough sometimes, but it is better than having no one by your side.I clear my throat and wipe the drop of tear that falls from my eyes."Are you still there?" I yell at him. I do not get a response, that makes me furrow my brows in confusion and my heart begins to race extremely fast in anxiety. I want to barge in but I know how disrespectful that is so instead I yell his name even louder. "Vincent!" I pause to sigh in frustration. "Do not play jokes on me, are you in there?" Still utter silence. I run a hand through my hair in frustration and yell at him. "I will barge in there if you do not give me a response at the count of three." "ONE!" "TWO!!""TH-----" right before I can cal
Vincent's POV "Do you think it is a good idea to see her husband instead? I mean it feels kind of disrespectful in a way that we are reporting her to her husband. Do you not think so?" Akira mutters from behind. I scoff and shoot dagger glares at Akira, that is enough to silence her."Easy for you to say. She should have thought about it before throwing trash all over me. I mean look at the way everyone keeps glaring at me as if I have shit on my face!" I yell angrily. Akira raises her hand in mock surrender and takes a few steps backward. She has a disgusted look on her face just like how everyone else gaze at me, with irritation and disgust."Excuse me Sir." I hear someone yell from behind. I turn around to gaze at an old fragile man clutching a walking stick tight. Who is he? I raise a brow at him and gesture him to start speaking before i lose my patience, Akira on the other hand just bows her head at him respectfully."The customers here are not pleased by the stench. Perhaps yo
Vincent's POV I continue to rant but I notice that Akira's attention is no longer on me but on a certain woman serving drinks in the bar. I clear my throat and that is enough to startle Akira and jolt her back to reality. She stares at me and mumbles. "Look at that lady Vincent." She gulps a lump down her throat and points at the woman."What about her?" I ask with a raised brow. I am slightly irritated at Akira's pathetic attempt to change the topic. I know she does not want to talk about our feelings but why is she trying to cause a diversion by pointing at some random woman? Does she think I am that stupid to fall fir her dumb tricks?"Do you recognize her?" Akira whispers softly while staring at the woman. I scoff and throw my hands in the hair. "This is so unbelievable." I snap at her. Surprisingly Akira nods her head in agreement and flashes me a mischievous smirk. "I know right. Who would have thought that I would meet her here?" She chokes out a small laughter.I can not help
Akira's POV I suddenly feel tears roll down my cheeks. I bite my lower lip to stop myself from breaking down into sobs. Some people passing by gaze at Vincent and I while making whispering noises while others probably recognize me as the woman who killed her husband. I can feel eyes boring into my soul and it makes me feel a sense of emptiness. I thought Vincent had my back but knowing that I am just some sort of investment to him makes my heart break, I am nothing to him and that means I am alone. I always have and i always will be.I choke out a small cry at the reality of my miserable life. How come I never noticed? "Oh my goodness. Now, you are crying." Vincent mutters. He runs a hand through his hair and takes a few steps towards me. I catch him gaze at me with a look of concern. Or maybe those are just my imaginations? Vincent does not care about me. If he did then he would not have called me an investment."Why are you being so emotional today, Akira?" He asks, his voice is s