Kiara’s POV My feet were tapping against the floor below as I waited for the clock to strike ten. I was currently sitting outside the principal’s office, waiting for the rest of the party to join us. Principal Sherman had asked everyone including Asher, his parents and Leslie’s parents to join the meeting to discuss the recent complaint I had raised against him. As time passed, I only started to grow more nervous as it was the first time I would essentially be defending myself against such important members of the pack. I wished Marcus had been by my side today, as he always seemed to know what to do when it pertained to matters involving Asher. More than his moral support, his defense in my case would’ve helped me tremendously, as he had seen what Asher had to me in the past. His words would undoubtedly weigh significance. Sighing, I opened my phone for what felt like a thousandth time since yesterday, but I still failed to receive any reply from Marcus. Minutes later, I found my
“I do not wish to study in a place where I have such a threat from people like her,” Asher said, “I demand that she is kicked out of here.” Suddenly, I felt as though the life that I managed to build for myself was shattering before my eyes. With the Alpha involved, he posed a great threat to my scholarship. If that was revoked, I would again have to depend on the Stones for my education and there was no chance in hell that they would support me. They were merely waiting for a chance to ruin my life, and I had presented it to them on a silver platter. How stupid had I been to think this was a good idea! If only I had stopped myself yesterday from going to the Principal’s office. It wasn’t like what Asher had done was anything new to me. I had been mentally and physically abused all my life. If I had endured it a little longer, I would have had the opportunity to get away from here once and for all. Now I lost the only chunk of hope I held on to in life. I was back to square one. E
“Marcus, wait a second,” Alpha Darren said, “I hope you’re not mistaken because-” “I can assure you that I am not, Alpha Darren.” He said, “Infact, I’m going to go ahead and bring it to everyone’s notice and Kiara is not just abused by him but also Leslie Stone and the entire school. This is something Principal Sherman has to look into and take strict action.” I quivered at the scene that unfolded before me. What was he doing? I wished that I could somehow escape this room and run far, far away. I didn’t want any of this to happen. I didn’t need to garner more attention from everyone than I already did. For years, I had stayed away from the wrath of Benson, for I knew that it wasn’t something I could endure time and again. Just the thought of it was making me tremble, silently praying that Marcus would keep Leslie out of this. If the Principal ended up taking any action against her, Benson would never forgive me. I also couldn’t help but worry about what this said about my relation
The restaurant was busier than usual for a Tuesday, forcing me to arrive early. The business was usually better on the weekends, but some special occasions call for extra duty hours. I could hardly complain about my situation because this was exactly what I needed. If left alone with my thoughts, I was sure that I would go crazy anytime soon. Most of my evening was spent juggling between tables, scribbling down orders on my notepad and fetching dishes from the kitchen. It was the usual drill, and on days like this it felt therapeutic. I enjoyed the monotony of it, the predictability of what would come after what. Doing things like this made me feel less tired, as it ultimately left the pressure off my mind, which is what drains me the most. However, every once in a while, I couldn’t help but let Marcus into my thoughts, and everytime he tried to enter the confines of my heart, it would painfully clasp shut. I hated my logical mind that wouldn’t just let me give into the temptation
He picked up the phone after three rings, “Kiara?” “Marcus!” I was exasperated. His voice was now serious. “Are you alright?” “Marcus, I-I… I was just… I don't know-” I stammered. I had too much to stay but I could form nothing comprehensible in my mouth. Laced with fear and angst, I silently hoped he would understand my agony through the tone of my voice and come for my rescue. “Kiara, what the fuck happened?” “I was coming back… back from work… when I felt.. S-somebody attacked me.” I managed to say. “What?” He exclaimed, “Where are you right
I couldn’t help but notice the murderous look in his eyes. “Do you have anybody else in mind?”He looked skeptical, as though he was contemplating things. Since I did not have the energy to dwell into the matter further, I simply reclined backward, a tired sigh leaving my system. He was quick to take a glance at me.“You should get some rest.”I nodded, “I’m just wondering how to go to school tomorrow.”“With me, of course.”“I haven’t got any clothes.”“No problem.” He said, “We
He gave me a puzzled look, but nonetheless, patted the seat beside him on the couch. As I settled down on it, I folded my legs under my thighs and turned to face him completely.“I don’t know what we are.” I blurted out.He stared at me in surprise, trying to gasp what I meant.“Marcus,” I said, impatiently, “What am I to you?”A knot formed between his brows, “Where is this coming from?”“I meant to talk to you about this earlier, but I haven’t had the chance. And the thought has been haunting me for so long.” I said, “I don’t understand what I
Marcus’ POVEven breathes heaved in and out of her, her chest rising and falling with them. Submerged in the slumber, gone were the creases between her brows. She resembled a baby oblivious to the cruelties of the real world, away from the understanding of a heartbreak. The sight of her clenched my heart, for I knew I could only admire her beauty with my eyes. As she fell asleep in the comfort of my presence, a protective instinct within me urged me to plant a kiss on her forehead, but I no longer had the right.Every fiber in my body shook with vexation, fighting the urge to claim her as my master, but it was my heart that was at the true war. Because I loved her, I knew that there was no room for my desires over hers. While I sought nothing more than to tell her a million times that she belonged to me, or rather, I belonged to her, I p