Lahat ng Kabanata ng Awakening the White Wolf: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

Kiara’s POV The silence in my room was louder than it had any right to be, and I hated it. It was quiet, so quiet that all I could hear was the rapid thumping of my heart against my chest. It was so intense, I was surprised the vital organ hadn't popped out of my body and scattered it's remains on the ground by now. I sucked in a large mouthful of air, and without thinking, I found my feet leading me to the edge of the room and back. This had been going on for the longest time now, and if I was being honest, I wasn't sure if I could stop it. Pacing had never really solved anything, but it was all I had now. Every few seconds, my eyes darted toward the door, hoping, and praying for a miracle. A miracle in the form of Darius, a tiny voice whispered at the back of my head. It was right though. Deep down, I knew the cause of my anxiety, but for the first time, knowing that did nothing to help me come up with a solution. If anything, all it did was make all the more worried and anx

Kiara's POV My vision went dark immediately, but it wasn't in a bad way, and it didn't exactly mean a good thing either. In fact, it was the best thing that had ever happened to me. Something in between a moan and a low groan slid past my lips as Darius shoved into me from behind. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed in that bathroom, but that wasn't what caught my attention. It was how far my walls stretched with Darius' length. A burst of pain and pleasure spread through my entire being. A low groan echoed in my ears, but it took a while for me to realize that it hadn't come from me, but from the man behind me. Darius didn't trust again, at least not for the next couple of seconds as he adjusted himself. He was hot all over, and it radiated around me too. My knees wobbled, and it was strange and almost embarrassing, because we hadn't even done anything yet. I had no idea what had gotten into Darius, but I just knew he had plans for me. Dangerously sexy one. Another

Kiara’s POV My throat felt dry, and no matter how many times I forced myself to push saliva down my throat, it didn't exactly do much. No, scratch that, it didn't do anything at all. My throat and every where else was as dry as the desert, and the only thing that could fill me up with even the tiniest bit of wetness, was Darius. He was still standing over me,but I didn't miss how dark his eyes had gone. They trailed down the line in between my breasts, down my stomach, before stopping at my core. My pussy pulsed with a rhythm tugging at me, a rhythm that only he could match, and I was this close to begging him for it. “After everything.” He sunk to his knees. “From the bathroom and back here again, you're still dripping wet.”I wanted to speak, but I couldn't. What was I going to say?? There was nothing I could say that wouldn't expose the truth. I wanted him, over and over again. His hands dug into my thighs, holding me in place, pans slowly he trailed the outline of his nos

Kiara’s POV The council chambers were colder than I remembered. Not in temperature, but in the same atmosphere that it held the last time I was here. The entire place reeked of dread and and grief, and if you asked me, I wasn't exactly too surprised about that. I wasn't one to be dramatic, but the council leaders weren't exactly the most welcoming people on earth. In fact, judging from the statistics that every meeting I'd had with them never sent well, I liked to think it was a no brainer when I thought about how this one was going to end. I was still going to get into trouble. Shit. It also didn't help that my body and mind were unwilling to come to terms with the fact that something might go wrong. No matter how hard I tried to steel myself for whatever was coming, they just refused to budge. My feet felt like lead, and it didn't help that the guards who had been sent to fetch me, were literally poking me at the back with their batons, just so I could walk faster. The mas

Kiara’s POV I wasn't one that could say I'd been rendered speechless a lot of times, but believe me when I said I just might have broken The record this time. My brain refused to make sense of anything, no matter how hard I tried, and I hated it so much. It was as if the part of my brain that was responsible for making decisions, of at least processing the things that had just happened, had just shut down all of a sudden, and it had everything to do with the man standing in front of me. I raised my eyes, only slightly, and just enough for me to catch a glimpse at the man in front of me. Thanks to the dim glow of the few lights in the hallway that was barely lit up, I had the little opportunity, of checking out what he looked like. He was in a bunch of casual clothes, just a T-shirt and pants that indicated that he might have easily jumped out of important work, simply because he thought he heard something. If he had come here because he heard a little bit of noise, I guess I cou