Kia's POV. I woke up in an unfamiliar room. The first thought that came to my mind was that the enemies had captured me. Abruptly sitting on the oddly comfortable bed and scanning the room, I saw a figure curled up in the corner. On further observation, I realized that it was Tracy, and this was her room. I racked my brain to remember how I had ended up here. I remember listening to her talk outside her room, being caught eavesdropping, walking into her room, and inhaling her scent. But right after that, I could not remember anything else. Did that wretch drug me? I looked over at her again, and I could not help but notice how beautiful she looked in her sleep. Quietly, I returned from her bed and left the room, ensuring I didn't make a noise. I was about to open the door to my room when the door handle twitched and turned. There were two explanations for what was happening: either there was a ghost, or someone was already inside my room. Having a ghost standing here does n
Tracy's POV It has been a week now since Kia and the army had left. Everyone was literally on the edge of their seats, waiting for information of any kind Were they safe? Had they succeeded? Was everything under control? These questions and more always troubled my mind. "Are you still going to stand in front of the door to his room?" Crystal said inside of me. I knew she was right, and I should probably stop sulking. Sulking would not solve anything, would it? Maybe I should prepare for the war and join them instead. That way, I will always be close to him. That way, I will make sure he is always right. Speaking about closeness, I have not seen Amber since they left. Was she avoiding me, or was she as scared and horrified as I am? "Crystal?" "Yes? What is the issue?" "Am I the only one who feels the bond between me and Kia?" I am not quite sure if this is the right question to ask at this time because, I mean, it could just be my emotions messing with me, right? Despite that,
Kia's POV. The carriage that had been sent back to our pack had just arrived carrying more soldiers. "What took you guys so long?" I demanded. "We are so sorry, sir, but for some reason, the carriage was disturbingly heavy." "Heavy?" "Yes, sir." That was quite strange, and I ensured that all carriages were lightweight, so there should not be any complaint of heaviness. I instructed that they take me to the place where they were experiencing the weight issues. We went round the back to the rear compartment. "Here it is, sir; our men experienced more weight here." "Well, did you try opening it to check why?" "No, sir". With his response, I proceeded to open the compartment. If what I had seen was a snake or a lion, I would not be as scared as I was when I opened the door to meet Tracy curled up in there. What was she doing here? Did she not know the risks of being out in a Warfield? This girl was truly dumb. But wait..... What if, just what if, she hitched a ride in this c
Tracy's POVI woke up in my room, lying in bed with a cup of tea on my bedside table. I reached over, placing my palm right above the cup's brim. It was still warm. "Was it all a dream?" I said, maybe a little bit louder than I had imagined."No, it was not. I see you are up already". Huh, was someone else in here with me? I sat up abruptly to meet the warm eyes of the pack's healer. I had visited her just once to treat the injuries I had gotten from my stepdad's assault. He successfully convinced everyone that I had a mental illness, and had resulted in injuring myself. Everyone believed him except for Ma'am Emily, the healer. She had even made up an excuse so I could stay longer under her care. "Tracy... It's been ages since I last saw you," she said as she approached me, holding a glass of something that looked like medicine. "What are you doing here, ma'am?" I looked around once more, ensuring that I had not gone back in time. My lamp was dimly lit, and farther away was a tabl
Kia's POV.It's been two days since my confrontation with Tracy. I have not caught sight of her since then. It was more like she was trying everything to avoid me. I admit I had gone overboard with my words, but they were true. I walked to the kitchen for the hundredth time today, hoping to bump into her.Maybe lurking around the kitchen would not bring the answers I need."Um, Cleo, where.. where is Tracy?" I asked, wondering if I had made a mistake I would regret eventually."Sir Kia, she has not been here since yesterday.""Did she state why she could not come?""No sir, she did not even bother asking for a proper excuse. I don't know who she feels she is... You should deal with her.""Ooh, alright. Thank you for your time."If she was not here, then where could she be? She had passed out on our way back, but the healer had assured us that she was stable. I glanced at my wristwatch; it was almost 6 pm, and the healer promised to be here today to be a second badge of medications.W
Tracy's POVThe footsteps of horses sounded closer and closer. I should not be here because I am quite certain that the noise does not belong to Kia's army. After all, I had already left the black blood pack territory. So, instead of running, I decided to fake death. "Sir, I think she is dead," one of the soldiers said as he came close to me, hovering above me while I tried my best not to blink or make the slightest movement."Step aside, I doubt. She looks fine. She might be in a coma." The person I had assumed to be the Alpha of the pack said as he placed his index finger on my pulse point."She is still alive, he announced as he felt my pulse rate.Now, they know that I'm not truly dead. They would not leave me like that. They might take me back to their pack unconscious and feast with my meat. Pretending to stir so they would think that I was finally awake, I did my ritual of rubbing my eyes. "You are awake now?" maybe it was just me, but I could hear a hint of sarcasm in his v
Gavin's POV Tracy sat across me from the dining table as we had dinner. I occasionally stole glances at her, wondering what someone as pretty as she was doing in the hands of that good-for-nothing Kia. Yeah, I knew about her history. I knew that she was that idiot's mate and that the child she was carrying was Kia's heir. All the more reason why I will use her to take revenge on Kia and his entire pack. But first things first, I needed to gain her trust. "Are you enjoying your meal?" I asked her, playing the role of a perfect host. "It is really nice," She replied, not sparing me another glance. She might be tough, but I am tougher. I need all the information I can get from her. "So why were you so bent on leaving here because of my sister's clothes?" I asked, determined to find a flaw in her words. "Well, you see.., she said between mouthfuls, gesturing for me to let her swallow before replying to me. "I am used to my presence not being accepted. So I did not really think yo
Kia's POVThe search for Tracy dragged on for weeks, and we had checked the entire pack. Checking house after house. Family after family. Putting up ****reward offers for anyone who can find her."What if we checked needless pack? You know her grandma is from there." ***"Right," I had forgotten that Tracy had a link to the Red Cross pack and that she might have gone there, seeking refuge. At the thought of that possibility, we set out to the Red Cross pack in search of Tracy. We came across two people on our way there, but they both claimed not to know her.With that, we resolved to go to the Alpha's house so he could pass it across to the entire pack."I am sorry, but we have not seen her. We will send word across if we do," Was their reply. A reply that let us know that all hopes of finding Tracy were probably lost. But I would not stop trying, not now, not ever. I had wronged her a great deal, and I want to make up for all of it.With a broken spirit, we set out to return to our