All Chapters of Awakening the White Wolf: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I don't know for how long I remained unconscious. When I finally opened my eyes, everything that happened for the last few days came crashing down on me. My father's limp body as he stared at me even in his death. To save my life, he pleaded with Hunter to punish him instead. I watched as they executed my father before my own eyes. Fat tears rolled down my eyes as I remembered the last words my father told me. “ Live well, Kiara.” He said them with a warm smile on his face as if he didn't hate me for causing his death. Yes, I was the reason my father was killed and Hunter didn't stop reminding me of that painful fact for the last few days. Hunter didn't stop after killing my father. He forced me to kneel before the packhouse until I confessed,a confession he didn't get. That's how he ended up locking me up in the dungeon with no hope of ever leaving the place alive. “ I would advise you to save your energy, Kiara. Crying won't help down here.” A familiar voice said, patting my

“Why are you here?” I asked after acknowledging Hunter's presence. “Are you here to see if I am finally dead?” I scoffed, finding his presence ridiculous. After subjecting me to so much pain, he still dared come check on me? “ Indeed.” Hunter agreed. He didn't bother to hide the hatred and disgust in his voice and face. “ But it seems you have nine lives like a cat. You won't die easily.” He added with a sneer. I smiled deprecatingly. I am indeed worthless in his eyes, not even the mate bond could add value. He couldn't wait to see me dead, to get rid of me. “ Vivian will be crowned as my Luna tomorrow. I suddenly feel generous for that reason.” Hunter stated and I waited with bated breath to hear his next words. “ I will let you go. Leave from here and disappear, Kiara. Make sure I don't ever lay my eyes on you ever again or that's the day you will die.” Hunter declared, his gaze on me penetrating. For a moment, I thought I was dreaming until the chains binding my hands and le

Darius’ POV I could still see her at the back of my mind, clearly too, and it really made no sense. I leaned against the tall windows of my office, arms folded across my chest. I rarely took this position, but right now, and with the many thoughts running through my mind, it was the only one I would recommend. The late sun spilled gold over the courtyard below, catching onto the dark roots of the trees scattered around. Up until this moment, this particular view had never reminded me of anything, but apparently, all it took to change that fact, was one scrawny looking rogue. I muttered under my breath. Her hair was the exact shade of the tree trunks below, and dare I say hers was a more beautiful color to gaze on. The strands framed her oval face perfectly, highlighting her hazel eyes and pink lips. There were a few cuts to the side of her mouth and face, and it was pretty normal, since I'd gotten word that she'd been saved from the riverbank. What wasn't normal, was the appe

Kiara's POV The moon was still high when I slipped out of bed. My heart hammered in my chest, and I tried everything in my power to control it. It wasn't working, so I simply decided I was going to let it be. No one had died from a thumping heart as far as I knew. Not yet. A cold gust of wind filtered in through the open window. It sent chills down my spine, and also stood as a reminder, that the world outside Darius’ pack was colder, and more dangerous too. The only pro the outside world had over my current location, was freedom. Outside, I didn't have to be be bound by anybody's rules, I wouldn't be forced to be put through trials and tribulations, just to show my worth. The floor was cold against my bare feet as I crept towards the door. I'd ditched my shoes because I didn't want to risk being heard or followed. My hand grazed the door knob, and automatically, my brain took that as an invitation to go back in time a bit. He said she'll have to prove herself, or she won't ma

Kiara's POV Time seemed to come to a standstill, as I stood rooted in my spot. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't bring myself to move, and I told myself that it had everything to do with the fact that I was scared and anxious, and was nowhere near related to the burly man behind me. My back was still pressed against his front, and alongside his abs making a dent into my back, I felt something else poking at me. I shuddered. I didn't want to think too much about it, if it was real or just my mind playing games with me. If there was something I was sure was more real than I would like to admit, it was the goosebump that trailed my skin, and how the spot where our bodies touched singed with a dangerous kind of fire. His hands were by my sides, and for a moment, I wondered what it would feel like if he were to inch closer with his fingers and…..“What the hell do you think you're doing, rogue?” Darius' voice washed over me and I shivered. I parted my lips to speak, but