Just so you know, I posted this chapter knowing it's cringy asf! Lol Thoughts?
I dont even know when I fell I asleep but that thirty minutes I mentioned turned into hours and then when I woke up, Kasan was out of sight. I didn't hear anyone downstairs either so the place was quiet as hell. Considering that this empty house is a rare occurrence, I get the feeling something might've happened. They must have numerous enemies to clean up or perhaps they're handling some kind of drug deal...anything of that sort. It had been too quiet around here for far too long, I guess.Well whatever. First things first...bath!Throwing the messy sheet off my naked body, I climbed out of bed and practically bounced all the way over to the bathroom. I was feeling happy for two reasons: One, no one was here to nag me and two, Lucas wasn't present either...I don't think they would've left him behind, would they? Nah.On another note, I still can't believe Lucas has been one of Kasan's lackeys all this time...especially after all that's happened to us both. I never thought he'd even
Kasan's POV:Blood. Blood. Blood.I've never been more terrified of the mere sight of the crimson red liquid that I had seen so much of. My chest tightened and as I fought to suck in air, I began to feel as if I was choking, as if I was slowly dying on the very spot. If there's one person that should never be harmed in this lifetime, then it's her....my mate. How could I let this happen?! And in my own fucking house at that?!In that moment, I might've been overflowing with anger but my wolf was beyond enraged. I could feel it in my bones...the hostility...the bloodthirst...the crave for control. The longer I stared at Clara's wounded form, the more I couldn't breath. I don't know what got ahold of me at the time, but my wolf didn't forcefully devour a part of my consciousness...I was the one who willingly gave in to him.Then slowly, my body took on the form of a half-shifted werewolf. My anger was bubbling so hot that the consequences of my actions slipped my mind and it didn't e
Kasan's POV:There are three things that I hate the most in this world: My father, my mother and....myself. I've always had no control over my anger ever since I was young. While others feared what I would do if I was pushed too far, my father however, was ecstatic....or should I say proud. Kenley was nothing more than naive child and as the oldest, I was the one who was trained to inherit his position. I didn't know why but I liked the idea of giving orders and looming over others, so to say I was happy was an understatement. Things only started to get out of hand when I had taken a few of my brawls too far. Father started doubting both my sanity and my ability to lead while my mother started to avoid communicating with me. Henceforth, Kenley became their new hope and joy. I was angry, but after a while, I honestly didn't mind. I couldn't hate my brother for stealing something he didn't ask for anyway....especially since he was now the only one who didn't treat me like I was some
"I don't like you." Those were the first words Kenley shot my way once everyone else had left the room. I wasn't surprised. I wasn't angry. I was just there....baffled. They're brothers. Kasan is a werewolf. Kenley is a human. From what Kasan told me, it's obvious that they're blood related...so why? They have different hair colour but that's it, everything else screams family. How can he even live amongst them like this? No. Better yet, why couldn't Kasan be the one who's human? "Are you wondering why I'm here? A human?" He didn't hide the displeasure in his tone as he grabbed the stool Kasan had been sitting on and swerved it across the floor till it settled under his butt. "And why I'm human and he's not?" Am I that easy to read cuz that's precisely what I'm thinking. If he is truly a human as Kasan says, what happens if they suddenly decide to change their allies? What if they suddenly want to get rid of him? What would he be able to do as a helpless human against overgrow
Short Flashback: It had been a few nights since I ran away. My parents probably still new nothing of my disappearance. Their main priorities back then were maintaining the relationship between them and the Riders in order for they themselves to be safe if anything were to happen. So at times when I needed them the most, they were always stuck sucking up to their superiors wherever that may be, leaving me alone at home to 'practice' with my brother. Sometimes it'd take days for them to return home and other times its weeks. At first, I wasn't bothered as long as I had food to eat, guns to play around with and my brother to lean on...but after the night of Lucas's first shift, everything changed and I began to plead for the days to come when they were actually home.... that way, I wouldn't have to suffer at the hand of my brother. But breathing a word to them would mean the end for us all --as Lucas would always say--- so I did the only thing I could.....RUN. That was how I ended up
"I'll be leaving you then." Chase shoved the duffel bag further into the room with his feet and gently gestured for me to step to the side before hurriedly pulling the door close, leaving me trapped with whom was my supposed mate. How did he get in?! I could suddenly feel light, cool breeze sweeping against my exposed shoulders, so perhaps he climbed through the window? He definitely didn't take the door route but to climb to this height? Is he crazy?!I nibbled on my lip, pathetically finding a major difficulty in turning around. Is this where we hold a serious conversation? Kenley said he'd talk to him about letting me leave...is that what he came here for? To give me his verdict? But I'm sure I made it clear that I'd stay until they caught the nightwalker person. Could he be here just to talk? To convince me to stay?But the necklace... Even if I don't want it to, that kinda chances things. "Aren't you going to face me? Or are you comfortable with everyone except me?" His words
Kasan's POV...A person who could change expressions instantly...Everyone who knew me personally has always described me in such a way, but today, it wasn't me who changed emotions within the span of a second....it was Clara. And I had no idea whether it forebode something unfavourable or not. Appalled and confused, my fingers loosened their hold on her waist and slowly slid off her almost unblemished skin. She wasn't glaring at me like she'd been doing before but I had no faith that anything would be much different than last time. When Kenley told me she wanted to leave, I wasn't surprised....more like disappointed. It's funny how we hadn't spent much time together yet I expected that she'd stay. Ludicrous. The air gave off an ominous vibe, like shit was bout to go down, but unlike what I'd have imagined, a tender smile broke out unto her face. This sudden change in the atmosphere....what could it mean? "I thought you said I had to be a good girl to get stuff? Right now it
Kasan’s POV:“Clara.”Silence…“Isn’t this supposed to be the other way around…?”Brief shuffling…Then another phase of silence continued…“Clara…” I was practically down to whining at this point. “What the hell are we even doing?”Silence intensifies…Annoyed, I dug my elbow into the mattress and lifted, but as if she had eyes at the back of her fucking head, her index finger came sweeping into my vision then connected with my forehead in a harsh shove. For the thousandth time, I allowed myself to fall flat against the mattress.Considering how uncomfortable this position was –and take note that I’m almost NEVER uncomfortable-- I could just destroy these restraints without breaking a single sweat but the fact that we were still hanging by that same thin thread was reason enough to let her do as she wished. Or am I the only one who thinks we’re not quite back to normal yet? Anyway, if she liked this stuff, I would be more than ready to cuff her little hands and take whatever she wa