Note: This chapter is quite lengthy, but it has a slicing of humor so it's not boring at all. PeytonTime flies so fast because it's been a week since Killian set me free. A week but it still feels like yesterday when I woke up and found him watching me from the only chair that was in my temporary room at his mansion. I spent just two nights there but a whole lot happened, something that can take within the space of two weeks or probably even months, took two days. After two days of knowing Alpha Killian, I can't stop thinking about him. He made me sit next to him, linked his mind with mine to know my thoughts, then told me about how he suffered at the hands of his late father because he was having dyslexia. Even though he's a man now, I can't help but feel pity towards the child he h

Killian I've been like shit lately, and Walt is making me get pissed off at every single thing. I yell, punch into the walls, scream at my employees, and stay away from everyone most of the time because having company does no good to me. If it isn't Walt getting agitated and longing for a woman with unforgettable green eyes, it's the face of the said woman tormenting the shit out of my senses. I haven't felt this way before, and I know it's because I freed Peyton, when she's supposed to be by my side because she's my mate. She saved me twice, but keeping her next to me will only endanger her life even more. I have one too many enemies and experience attacks from every angle. So I decided to let her go, even gave her a ten thousand dollar check to take care of herself, but Dylan came back with the check, saying she refused it. Any normal woman would've accepted it, but she refused, putting me in a worried state and making me wonder how she'd cope when she doesn't have a dime. I ca

Peyton "I hope you know you're no match for Killian. That he'd never see you no matter the efforts you put in to get his attention." It's no other person than Rein who has been gulping down several glasses of wine since she came to my side. "No matter what you do, Killian will never see you." She slurs. It's obvious she's drunk because she's had more than a few glasses of wine. "You don't have to worry yourself too much after stating that I'm no match for him, there's no point to be threatened. But not to worry, today will be the last day you, Killian, and everyone here will see me." I say with a small smile, meaning every word because after what just happened a few minutes ago, I figured they don't need me in their space. Wrapping her arm around my shoulder as though we're besties, Rein twirls me to face the sea. "Well then, my hatred will reduce if you keep to your word because Killian is all mine." She circles her free hand in the air for emphasis, then staggers away with her fr

Killian Things took place unexpectedly. Peyton rushed out of the restroom and shivered like she's got a terrible cold, with her hair disarrayed and her clothes wrinkled. Immediately she yelled at the top of her lungs that there were vampires in the yacht who had killed my cousin, Theodora. I was finding it hard to comprehend what I just heard, same with everyone. But I noticed how Declan's muscles tensed like he got struck by a bolt of lightning. Then the engine made a sparking noise and exploded, taking us all by surprise. Currently, Declan is crying so hard as he holds the lifeless body of Theodora close and kisses her slightly parted lips. I've never seen him like this before. Theodora is the closest thing I have to a family. Her mother was the younger sister of my own mother, so we were quite close even though we didn't get along well due to my bad attitude. But the fact that she's fucking dead makes me so agitated. I can't believe she got killed by the vampires. She was a

Peyton "Let's get back," I order, but Freya doesn't listen and does the opposite by taking us deeper into the forest. "There's nothing to be afraid of, Peyton." Several voices ring in Freya's ear, and she growls, shifting her head to different angles. The voices are scary, and I don't know where they came from because it's dark and there's not a single soul out here except me. A giant tree falls in front of us and Freya hurriedly takes a leap backward. "Run, get us out of here," I command Freya authoritatively, but she doesn't. Instead, she takes one unsteady footstep after the other and leaves this side, making fear seethe through every inside. The trees in this forest are closing in, blocking every part so there wouldn't be any way out. But with the help of the full moon, I can see the forest, otherwise, it'd have choked up in extreme darkness. It seems as though Freya is deliberately slowing down, and it's beginning to piss me off. "Listen to me Freya, you'll be doing both