Semua Bab Alpha's Cursed Twain: Bab 81 - Bab 90

KILLIAN’S POV Even as I sat rooted to my usual spot in the council room, I was still finding it hard to wrap my head around the fact that I had somehow accommodated Sam back into the pack and was willing to let him speak for himself. To a logical person, that might seem simply absurd, but listen, there is just no logic when it comes to family, your heart is willing to wipe away whatever crime they committed against you if they come begging. Especially when they are the only family you have. In my case, I practically raised Sam. No matter how furious I get, I tend to still see that little boy lurking somewhere, and I knew within my heart that I could never hurt him to the point of death. So now that he turned himself in, of course, I was going to jump at the opportunity to have him cleared again. Even if Logan was beyond furious with the idea, and was glaring at me from a random corner of the room. He just wouldn’t get over the fact that I was allowing not only a peace treaty with S

KILLIAN'S POVNow that Sam's issue is a little bit out of the way, I could finally allow the nagging feeling in the back of my mind to take over. Celeste. I hate how negatively dynamic our relationship was. One minute, we were cool, accepting the presence of each other while trying to understand each other at the same time, and the next minute, she was trying with all her might to avoid me, rejecting every damn offer at communicating, and simply just shutting down, keeping herself far away from me. To say I was confused would be an understatement. I was bewildered to the very core and had no idea how to go about the entire thing. Any attempt I made to improve the situation pushed us even further into doom, and I was beginning to fear losing her. I hated the fact that the mate bond was only stronger on me, I hated the fact that she wasn't able to feel the same amount of frustration I feel when we are aware of each other, not because I want her to be in pain, but I just want her to r

SELENE'S POVWhen a person would be useful to me, I can tell from the minute I meet them. I have had rumors about Killian's brother, who had betrayed the pack, making an appearance in the pack again, this time claiming to be redeemed and ready to help the pack reach a greater height. The thing about betrayers is, they can never grow out of it completely. It's something you are born with, I believe, and once you start on that path, there is no going back, no matter what. But of course, Killian doesn't know this, and he was clearly willing to accept his brother back into his estate. That wasn't really a concern to me, I could fold my hands and watch Sam destroy the pack from within. Makes my work even much more easier. But the minute I met him, I realized I could put him to use, a very vital use that is. So with no time to waste, I set into action. I gathered that he loves to spend his evenings in the garden "resting," they said. But I would love to give it a much more logical term

  CELESTE’S POV  I snapped out of the dream with so much violence that I pushed myself off the bed. The force I used to hit my bum on the marble floor shocked off any remaining sleep from my eyes. I was wide awake in seconds and staring across the room, totally disheveled.  It took a while to gather myself and pull myself up from the floor, and back to the bed.  The dream today had been a bit hazy, less violent, but very much disturbing. At first, I saw myself walking across an endless rose field, my entire form nearly swallowed by the vast flowers growing side by side while creating a lone path in the middle, which I walked through.  At some point, I halted and to

  KILLIAN’S POV  My self-control was wearing thin.  Everything happening around me either manages to upset me or upset me even more. Both physically and emotionally, I was fighting battles, and I have no idea how to go about either.  Is it the sudden appearance of my brother? Is the crisis with the witch? Are there issues with the rogues? And most importantly, is it the odd behaviors of Celeste? I all but know how to manage either of them. For the life of me, I couldn't even pinpoint where exactly should be my starting point.  “Are you even listening to what I was saying?” Logan stood nearby, arms folded, and eyed me behind my desk. I was restless, it w