KIARA It didn't make any sense. But, the look on his face said otherwise. "Please, believe me. It's the truth," he croaked, gazing up at me with pain in his eyes. "Let me get this straight. What you're trying to say is that you have a multi personality?" I asked. He sighed."It's similar. But, it's a lot more complicated than you think. I would... explain everything right now. However, I'm starting to feel faint" he rasped. "What do you want me to do? I-I need explanations. I don't know if I can trust your words. I don't...I don't... know who you are," I stressed."Bring... Keenan to me" he gasped, his breathing coming out in short pants. I stared at him, alarmed by the way he was shivering. His hair was matted at his temples, damp with sweat. And, he looked as though he was barely holding himself up. "Denzel -" I started to say when suddenly, his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he slumped to the ground. Is he dead? I wondered as I approached him. It was strange

KIARA If by chance, there was something I could do to solve my mate's problem, I was willing to do it. As long as it was within my capacity."How can I set you free? Please tell me," I said to Denzel, our gazes locked. "Marry me."I blinked at him, dumbfounded.It didn't sound like a logical answer. Why would marrying him be the key to freeing him?"You're joking, right?" I asked, furrowing my brows."I'm not. Marrying me and completing our mate bond as the moon goddess' vessel will set me free," he said. I stared at him for a moment, scanning his facial features for any sign of deception. However, I found none."Are you sure about this? I mean...it can't be that easy. It sounds tricky, Denzel," I said.He dragged in a sharp breath and a frown creased my brows."Did I say something wrong?" I asked cautiously."No, you didn't. It's just... when you called my name, it startled me," he said, letting out an awkward chuckle."This isn't the first time I'm calling you by your name, i

KIARA "Well, you do have a point. I was dead but now, I'm alive," Melissa stated, her stare unnerving. She wasn't blinking. Whatever Melissa had become was something beyond the ordinary.What exactly happened to her?"Why aren't you trying to get revenge for me? You know who killed me, don't you? What's stopping you from stabbing him in the heart with a poisoned dagger?" Her eyes had darkened, her lips turning an unhealthy shade of blue."Melissa...calm down," I whispered, still inching towards the door. If the tension between us kept growing, she would eventually attack me. I froze when she suddenly let out a bone chilling cackle. "You're always in my way! I was going to have the king for myself! But, you showed up! You ruined everything for me! I wasn't murdered, bitch! I jumped off the roof to make you stay away from his majesty," she said, flashing an unusual pair of crooked canines. She wasn't making any sense. She was the one who had constantly hinted that Denzel was respon

DENZEL "Your majesty, he's here," Keenan announced, his head bowed. He'd just walked into my study a few seconds ago, his posture stiff.I dropped my pen on my desk and raised a brow."Who?""Kiara's father. He's threatening to cause a scene if Kiara isn't brought to him," Keenan said, his eyes darkening."Take me to him," I said, rising to my feet.We both headed out of my study, and hurried to the courtyard where Kiara's father stood with his bodyguards.His eyes were azure. Just like Kiara's. But, he had wavy black hair and a grim expression on his face.Taking my seat, I signalled the maids to serve us some wine. "You must be Kiara's father. It's a pleasure to meet you," I said and he clenched his jaw. "Where is my daughter? I want to see her," he uttered, his gaze hostile."Why don't you have a seat, your majesty?" I suggested, gesturing at the chair opposite me.The menace in his gaze did not ease up as he sized me up and sat down on the unoccupied seat."I'll cut straight to

KIARA I awoke with mixed feelings. I didn’t know what to make of Lucas’ frequent invasion into my dreams. But I certainly didn’t want to encounter him again. That morning, I had breakfast with my mate. Again, I consumed a lot of food. After our breakfast, Denzel dropped the bomb on me.“The mating ceremony is in two days.”I paused, scanning his face for any sign of amusement. But found none.“Are you serious?” I asked, my eyes wide. He nodded, leaning back in his seat.“You’re not ready?” He asked, arching a brow.“I know I agreed to go ahead with the mating ceremony. But...are you sure about this? Isn’t it too- “He tsked, rubbing his jaw.“Sudden?”I nodded.“Yes. That’s the word,” I said, clearing my throat.“Unless you plan to change your mind, I don’t see why you should be worried,” he shrugged.“I won’t look good in a dress. I’m starting to feel bloated too,” I told him. He stared at me for a few seconds. Then he rose to his feet. In the blink of an eye, he was standing in