Ryder’s POV I could see why Jason was detested by Kiara. His arrogance, his annoying smile, the way he feels like he is at the top of the world while he is nothing but an ant in the sight of real men. He spoke with so much pride, like he owns Kiara— my Kiara! He rejected her, his chance with her was over, and now he has no right to seek her or her powers. I was irritated about how he spoke on Kiara’s name like she is a mere commodity, an asset owned by men, like she meant nothing other than for intimacy, and the power she possesses. But she was so much more, she was my queen, my fearless Luna, my pride. I held myself back each time he mentioned her name in a demeaning way because Brandon had talked to me about controlling my temper, as this was a conversation, not a war. But I was surprised myself when Brandon had had enough of his talks and was now grabbing him by his shirt and yelling in his face. I was glad to know that at least I wasn’t the only one irritated by his presen
Jason’s POV The news about Kiara causing calamity in the new pack where she was dropped off by her father came to me as news from an insider—an insider from Ryder’s pack. I knew Ryder had no idea about having a rat in his pack who was ready to sell out information concerning Kiara and the affairs of his pack. “I need you to believe what I say about her. She is not what she looks like,” the betrayer said to me.I questioned the claims they made concerning Kiara possessing powers. All I knew about Kiara was her shyness and wolflessness. Hearing this person speak of Kiara in a different light is a shock to behold. They described her as one filled with rage. “Rage?” I questioned. “You have to believe me. I knew you would have your doubts, that is why I have evidence with me,” they said, trying to prove their self. I was shown a scar left behind after Kiara’s attack and it looked nothing like the scar inflicted by a wolf. “This belongs to no wolf,” I said to them, examining th
Kiara’s POV I could not believe what my ears had just heard. I knew Jason was not here to take me back for love, I knew it was something more— maybe revenge or to spite Ryder. What I didn’t know was that the news of my powers had gone beyond the pack. If Jason knew about my powers, that means virtually everyone in my family does—my mother, father, and his mate Erina. This just confirms my fear, my fear of being perceived as a freak by various people. But why is Jason here? Why did he think he could come get me after rejecting me? Why did he think I would listen to him now after I have found out he was just there to get my powers? Were my powers that strong to be sorted after? I was grateful that I was pushed by my instincts to come onto the fields this evening. Now I understood why I felt so uneasy at the Manor. Neither Brandon nor Ryder knew I was coming over to the fields. I didn’t expect to see Ryder either, as my thought was to come out here to see Brandon, and to feel the eve
Ryder’s POV The errand I had sent to Jason through Donald must have sunk in his head deeply. Donald returned and mentioned that Jason has agreed to meet up and my speculated date and time. I asked him to meet with me at the same field where I had met him for the first time. I knew he was someone who was not trustworthy, and allowing him into my Manor was a threat. It is best that we meet out on the fields with Brandon being present there, away from my pack and most importantly, away from Kiara. He arrived right on time, on the stipulated day, dressed in shades of browns that match his hair. He had a smirk on his face and I wanted nothing more than to punch it right out, but Brandon held me back. I filled Brandon in on what has been happening over time and he was as shocked and angry as I was about the stunt this Jason guy was trying to pull on Kiara. Although Brandon was angry, he controlled his emotions better than I did. “Howdy,” Jason said to us as he stopped his step right
Ryder’s POV The reappearance of Kiara’s ex was not what I had signed in my books of the unexpected. First the rogues attack, then almost losing myself, the emergence of Kiara’s power, to the tussle of Kiara’s freedom with the elders, and now this? The appearance of Kiara’s ex from heaven knows where. When can we have a break? Setting my eyes on him for the first time in the field, I could see who he was. He wore arrogance like a mask, covering his whole personality. His ego shone beyond the stars and his voice was laced with pride each time he spoke. I wondered how and why Kiara could have been attracted to such a person who was completely opposite from her. He demanded to see Kiara like he owns her. Maybe he has forgotten that he has lost that right. Brandon on the other hand who was always gentle with things spoke to me about allowing Kiara to come over to the fields counteracting my decision to beat the daylight out of his arrogant self and the audacity he possessed so I coul
The night passed by swiftly as I was unbothered by Jason’s unpleasant visit. I was ready to move past it, looking forward to the new day, and a new light. I said a silent prayer as I looked out of the window this morning, praying that Jacob should not find his way anywhere around this pack. I was already facing a lot of other cases, and I had no room for another. I decided to go outside of the Manor, so I could receive the sunlight the morning produced. I was greeted by a basket lying on the front porch. The basket was wrapped in a purple transparent wrapper. “Who could this be for,” I said to myself as I bent to pick the basket. Luckily, I found a card attached to the basket. I recognized the handwriting on it and I knew this basket was from the man I detested the most. Why would he do this? Does he think this would change my mind? Mere gifts, for a broken heart? “Jason would never change. True to himself and his nasty attitude,” I whispered. I had no interest in unravell