Adelia’s Point of ViewStaying true to his word, I found Siya on the couch in the small living room the next morning. His chest still lifted and fell with a steady beat. Arms were draped over his face. And a thin blanket barely covered the rest of him.It was early in the morning, with the sun still a good hour away from breaking over the horizon, leaving the air crisp as I walked toward the bachelor’s kitchen.Before now, I never dared make anything in it. Barely even glanced at the kettle on the counter. But something had changed last night. Not between us but inside of me. Shifted.Stifling my footsteps, I walked closer to where he was sleeping. A shallow hitch of breath from him had me stopping in my tracks. Assessing the situation before I went further. When he carried on with his deep breaths, I lowered my hands, gripped the bunched-up blankets, and pulled them up to his chin.“Look at you, being soft for a change,” He grumbled, sleep still thick in the tone of his voice.My han

Adelia’s Point of ViewKillian came to our room later on. He had aged ten years somehow in the span of a day. Seemed more haggard than I had seen him yesterday.When he walked in, Siya noticed the change as well.“Already fed up with her?” Siya said from his perch on the couch.Three cups of steaming coffee sat on the table in the middle. This time around, Siya had opted for that instead of coffee.Giving my mate a long look, Killian slinked towards the open single couch and fell in with a sigh. “I had to fuck her three fucking times last night. Each lasted about two hours. I’m tired. I’m spent. Can the bitch just fucking leave already?” He stated bluntly.I blinked. Blinked again. Processed what just came out of his mouth without making too much of a fuss about it.But as always, my mate noticed the confusion written all over me and stepped in to explain. “She beds him to prove a point to his family. And when he refuses her… well… His pack has suffered enough as it is.”My eyes slid

Adelia’s Point of ViewFor the first time in my life I woke up to someone beside me. His rhythmic breathing lulled me gently as I woke. A steady heart beat right next to my ear.It was the most comfort I had felt in a long time. Soothed a aching part of my soul.The sun was fully up and shined perfectly into the room, illuminating everything around me. Brought warmth with it to wash away the biting cold of the night. Still, Siya slept, even with the rays falling onto his handsome face.Full, pouty lips. Defined eyebrows. High cheekbones. A large nose that complimented the rest of his features.My heart fluttered in my chest at the thought that this man was mine for the rest of our lives.Until reality kicked in and I was reminded that we were still in deep waters.Timidly, I raised the blankets, aware that he might wake up if I didn’t move slow enough. Slid out of bed with a lightness I hadn’t felt since being home.I wasn’t alone anymore.But there was still work to be done. So much

Adelia’s Point of ViewNessa’s apartment looked a whole lot more inviting than Siya’s. Had photos of her and her brothers on the walls. Flowers in vases. Even smelled like her.It felt like a home, not just a place where you slept.Although, a lingering smell of smoke clogged my nose when we walked in.Siya, to his credit, disguised his disgust the moment his sister waltzed out of what I presumed was a kitchen.Her hair was pulled back into a tight bun, curls threatening to fall free at any moment. She wore an apron with various smears all over it. Had flour streaks on her nose and cheeks.She was busy cooking. Or had been, considering her defeated sigh when she came closer. “I give up. I can’t fucking do it,” She exclaimed and placed her hands on her hips. “I ordered pizza. It should be here in half an hour.”I restrained a chuckle that threatened to spill over my lips. Glanced at Siya to see how he took the news.He had been right, then, to say that his sister didn’t belong in a kit

Adelia's Point of ViewThe guard that had spoken to me fell first. With a few neatly placed bullets, he fell to the ground. Blood pooled beneath him in a matter of seconds. Terror ran down my spine in a thick wave. Settled somewhere behind my heart.Gritting my teeth, I slid down the other side of the counter, making myself as small as possible. Loud bangs vibrated through my bones. Heated my blood considerably to the point where beads of sweat formed on my brow.The intruders moved into the living room. Killed the last guard that kept us safe.Us.Fuck.Nessa.I inhaled a sharp breath. Steadied my heartbeat to where I was almost unsure whether I was alive or dead. And jumped into the open, gun raised and perfectly aimed at a human in ridiculous tactical gear. I fired. Fired again before the other four could spot me.He went down with a thud. Which was promptly followed by a few rounds being fired off by Nessa. Another body hit the floor and I slid in behind the large bookrack that