Lia: “What are you going to do, Lia?” I asked myself as I walked around the room. Trying to clear my thoughts, or more specifically, trying to at least gather them, understand what was happening. Anything that could explain the situation that we were in right now would be good for me. But so far, nothing. Not a single thing made sense to me. The man was mad, and even Ezra’s attempt in having him submit did not work. But I had to admit as well, Killian was right in his question, who was the person who stopped to help Ezra? I was sure that we weren’t followed by any other car, the driver would have caught it, right? He caught the first car, at least. And if that was the case and we really were followed, why didn’t they stop to help me? Why let Killian take me the way that they did? There were a number of contradictions that ran through my mind as I tried to at least understand what was going on, but nothing made sense. If anything, I knew that something was going on, and whatever it i

Lia: My heart raced as I looked at the nurse who was cleaning and stitching my cuts. My hand shook, and had it not been Ezra who was holding my arm still, I knew that the nurse wouldn’t have been able to do her job. But the fear that I had was one that prevented me from being able to think properly or straight, if anything, I knew that my mind was anywhere but here. “Lia, you are safe.” Ezra said, repeating the sentence again, noticing my fear. I knew that he was trying to assure me, but the traumatic experience was one that I did not want to face again. The Lycan nearly killed us had it not been for Derek who shot his arm despite the fact that Killian shoved his hand in his chest. How he survived it, I had no idea, but seeing as he was still in the surgery room, I grew more anxious by the second. Flashback: We ran, ignoring the screams of people who were around us, the cop sirens, and the Lycan who was growling. We thought that entering the city would keep us safe from him, but

Lia:I woke up, taking a deep breath as I tried to calm myself from the bad dream that I had.It was one where Killian was chasing me, shifted in full wolf form, as he got ready to attack me. He stood on two feet, ready to attack before I woke up. My heart raced against my chest as I ran my fingers through my hair. Tears fell from my eyes as I looked down at the cut that I had on my arm. However, the eerie feeling of not being alone in the room made me hold my breath.I couldn’t catch a scent, nor could I see, or hear anyone. But I could tell that something was wrong, and that someone was watching me, I just couldn’t see where they were. I looked around, trying to see anything, but nothing, no one was here. However, someone was, I just didn’t know how to get on with it, nor did I know how to see it.I forced myself to get out of bed only for my heart to drop when a hand was placed on my mouth and nose, stopping me from saying a word. A gun’s tip pressed against my lower back, making

Lia:“You know that I mean neither of you any harm, Lia.” Alvize said, taking me back to the room, noticing that I was giving him the complete silent treatment.He had them lock Madeline in a room while Ezra was being tended to, and I was still annoyed at him for the way he spoke to me. “You are not one to speak to me right now.” I said, looking at the bed that now just looked like some cage for me. I sat on the couch and he sat beside me, not saying a word. “What are you doing?”“You told me not to speak to you. So, I am simply keeping you company until Ezra can come back to deal with his beast of a wife.” He said, and I glared at him. “Lighten up, the man is stronger than a small knife. My only reason for having the doctors take him was for you not to have a panic attack.”“Yeah, as if that is the only thing that would give me a panic attack at the moment.” I said, rolling my eyes at him. “What the hell happened?”“The girl, whoever it is, was sitting by the room. I am guessing who

Lia:“Are you okay, neonata?” Ezra asked me, breaking my train of thoughts. In truth, I wasn’t, but I didn’t understand the reason behind it. But I was feeling lost, fatigued, and tired. “I am a little tired. It could be the long days that we’ve been living through.” I said, and he nodded, wrapping his arm around me as he pulled me to his chest.It has been two days since he was stabbed by Maddie, and he is now back in the room. “You haven’t been yourself since coming back home, Lia.” He whispered and my chest ached. He was right. I could barely breathe normally let alone speak or interact with the family. The fear that I was feeling was one that I couldn’t recall having before. And the pain that I was feeling was one that I knew was because of rejecting Killian made me feel more guilty toward Ezra.The thing was, I knew that I wanted to kill the man, and that would have been a lot easier for my sake. But to know that I was in pain because of rejecting the man. Well, that was somet