Chapter Sixity-Five: Spare Him!Kiara's POV: Within a fraction of a second, I felt myself lifted from the ground, my body being drawn into a firm and secure embrace. Kayden, with his tall stature of 6'8" towering over me, held me protectively against his chest. His imposing figure was like a solid wall between Aiden and me, providing an impenetrable barrier.His gaze bore into mine, an intense blend of cobalt and gold, shimmering with a fierce protectiveness that made my breath hitch. His scent, a unique blend of aged whiskey and musk, hit me, a comforting and intoxicating aroma that immediately soothed my rattled nerves."Are you okay, sweetheart?" His voice was a whisper against my hair, a quiet gust of air that sent shivers down my spine.His tone was laced with deep concern and a hint of a barely controlled rage. With my heart hammering against my chest, I nodded in response, incapable of finding my voice under his intense scrutiny. His gaze was like a balm, coating me with a lay
Chapter Sixity-Six: Double Marked Kiara's POV: "Yes, yesss. Right there. Oh, goddess." I moaned Jayden's tongue licked my soaked pussy like it was his favourite popsicle while his fingers pounded me into oblivion. Making me see stars.Kayden leans over me. Licking the valley of my breast. His tongue leaving trails of goosebumps in its wake. Just as I think he is going to kiss me, he gets back up, his thick cock bobbing over my wet chest. I want to ask him to come back, but nothing leaves my lips other than moans and purrs. His firm, powerful hands grip my breast, squeezing them, pinching the nipples, pulling them, making me throw my head back in absolute pleasure. He pushes them apart and then together. Then suddenly, he lines his thick cock between my breasts, squeezes them together, and starts pulling in and out, his thumbs caressing my nipples as he moves."Fuck! That's good!" He moans "Shit! Sweetheart, everything about you is fucking beautiful. These tits, that ass, and not t
Chapter Sixity-Seven: Queenie Lessons Kiara's POV: Morning light filtered through the grand windows, painting an array of vibrant colours across the room. I woke to a symphony of birds chirping outside, and for a moment, I forgot about everything and allowed myself to sink into the tranquillity of the morning. The soft sheets against my skin, the warmth of the bodies beside me, and the lingering traces of our passionate night reminded me of the new reality I was living.As my eyes fluttered open, the first sight that greeted me was Jayden's peaceful face. His dark hair was strewn across his forehead, his long eyelashes casting shadows on his cheeks, and his lips slightly parted as he breathed evenly. Turning my head, I found Kayden on my other side, his arm thrown across his eyes to block the light, a soft snore escaping his lips.A quiet laugh escaped my lips, stirring Jayden awake. His golden eyes blinked open slowly, a soft smile spreading across his face as he saw me. His hand
Chapter Sixity-Eight: Queenie Lessons Part TwoKiara's POV:As the sun began to make its descent, casting long shadows across the castle's grandeur, I found myself shuffling towards the last hurdle of the day - Diplomatic Relations. My mind was a whirlpool, brimming with a tumult of new knowledge, and my body ached from the unfamiliar strain.The lessons had been as vast and varied as the very world we inhabited. The etiquette classes were a gauntlet of pleasantries and protocol, the golden thread that held the court's fabric together.Language sessions had been a linguistic labyrinth, a tapestry of accents, dialects, and grammatical rules that my tongue stumbled over.Every moment of respite was fleeting, barely enough to catch my breath or appease my hunger. The academic marathon left me physically drained, mentally fatigued, and with an unexpected pang of loneliness throbbing in my chest.I missed my mates - their warmth, their reassuring presence, their soft laughter, and even the
Chapter Sixity-Nine: Party NightKiara's POV:"Luna Kiara, you look like roadkill," Rex greeted me, his eyes twinkling with mischief."What he means is, you look like a kitten who barely escaped a dog chase," JJ tried to explain, his words not doing much better.They both laughed.Ugh! Why am I friends with these two again?"Thanks for your concern, you jerk!" I retorted, my fist playfully connecting with their abs. They winced, more from surprise than actual pain. My brothers-in-arms are always good for a laugh. "You should have seen me in etiquette class; I was like a fish out of water," I said. I groaned, just remembering the mess. "Do tell," Rex encouraged, a grin on his face as we began to walk toward my chambers. The hallways were empty, the castle quiet as the night set in."Oh, it was a disaster," I began, rolling my eyes at the memory. "I had to curtsy at least a hundred times, and I'm pretty sure I tripped over my dress more than once. And don't even get me started on t
Chapter Seventy: Party Night Part Two Kiara's POV: With a final glance at our reflections, we trooped out of the room, our high spirits echoing through the halls. As we made our way toward the SUVs parked outside the mansion, I noticed the added presence of several guards. Their stiff postures and alert eyes suggested they were here for more than just casual accompaniment. "Alpha Kings' orders, Luna," one of them explained, noticing my confusion. "They requested we accompany you tonight." I nodded, a feeling of warmth flooding me. Even while occupied, my mates had made sure I was safe. Though a tiny part of me felt a pang of annoyance for their overprotective nature, the larger part was touched. They cared, and that was all that mattered. A short drive later, we arrived at our destination. In front of us was what appeared to be a shimmering curtain of light suspended in the air. I blinked, captivated by the sight. It was mesmerizing, to say the least. This was the portal, a gatewa
Chapter Seventy-One: Something's Not Right! Kiara's POV: The music had become the pulsating heartbeat of the club, the bass thumping in sync with the adrenaline coursing through my veins. For two hours, we lost ourselves in the rhythm, dancing without care, surrendering to the raw, unfiltered joy that the night offered. Cathy, Riley, and JJ were a whirlwind of energy on the dance floor, their vibrant spirits contagious. Sweaty and breathless, we laughed and swayed, our bodies moving in rhythm with the entrancing beats. The music was a hypnotic siren's call, and we were happy sailors lost in its intoxicating rhythm. Eventually, the relentless pace started to wear on me. My body, still not fully recovered from the day's trials, began to protest the continuous exertion. So, I decided to take a break, telling everyone that I needed a minute and another drink. I usually didn't drink that much, and the last time I got drunk was almost a year ago, but tonight was about having fun, and it
Chapter Seventy-Two: What Happened?Kiara's POV:Dipping in and out of consciousness was a weird sensation. It felt as if I was floating in a vast ocean, the surface glimmering with the touch of sunlight just a little out of my reach. Each time I nearly broke through, it danced away, teasing me, tantalizingly close yet so far. My senses were muted, my thoughts garbled, but I was vaguely aware of the fact that I was not alone.The first thing I heard was a voice, a comforting and familiar sound that pierced through the heavy shroud of darkness. "Sweetheart," it resonated, each syllable drenched with a cocktail of emotions—despair, urgency, fear. Kayden.I’d know his voice anywhere. The gentle baritone brought a sense of familiarity in the midst of my confusion. It called out to me, urging me to wake, to respond.Another voice joined in, softer yet firm."Kiara, we need you to open your eyes, love." Jayden. His voice, usually so steady, was laced with an undercurrent of anxiety. It re