Fifteen

Kiara’s POV

It had been five days since I was brought to the motel and I was frustrated. I was itching with the urge to go for a run, my wolf restless due to how long I’d had to keep her locked up.

It was Ivan’s fault. He and his insistence to keep me on constant lockdown meant I’d had very little opportunity to stretch my human legs much less my wolf ones.

Speaking of Ivan, I hadn’t even seen him since the day I’d had those incredibly vivid dreams. Lucille was being extremely tight-lipped about where he was or what he was doing. I couldn’t decide if it was because she was just a bitch or because he told her not to tell me, but I knew I didn’t like it.

Lucille herself was often absent come to think of it. Especially at nights. The maid meanwhile was almost always attached to my side, especially during the day. She never let me out of her sight and had even attempted to follow me once to the bathroom.

I had to draw a firm line there. It wasn’t like there was any window for me to ev