Todos los capítulos de Awakening the White Wolf: Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 140

Kiara’s POV I stared at the space in front of me, and despite how focused I was, nothing, absolutely nothing seemed to be changing. The back of my eyes stung, and I was ashamed at the fact that it took me longer to realize why that was happening. I was tearing up, and the worst part? I had no idea why. I blinked back a couple of times, while forcing myself to push back the tears. They didn't cooperate immediately, and instead of letting them fall, I decided to distract myself. My eyes glanced at the walls that looked too much like they were closing in on me, and I swallowed. The clock that was hung high up on the wall ticked back and forth, and even though it bathed the room in a kind of eerie ambience, all I could think of was the limited time I had left here. The more I stared at the place, the more I realized that I didn't really have anything that belonged to me in here. There were no personal effects whatsoever, and I had no idea how that made me feel. A pang of guilt sprea

Kiara's POV The silence after Darius left was deafening, and all ot did was make my skin crawl. This wasn't the first time things in my room were quiet, and there wasn't so much as a sound from me for hours,but this one felt different and in a bad way. His scent still clung to the sheets, and even his warmth lingeredin the pillows. I'd kicked against it when he decided we stay in the sheets for a little while, after he'd dismissed one of the council members, but now that he had taken every bit of homey feeling he once shared with me, I couldn't help but miss him. The protective shell he’d wrapped around ne was gone, and without him, the walls felt thinner, and the cold crept into my bones, all whilst threatening to eat me up from the inside. I sat on the edge of the bed, an hour or so after he'd left, my spine taut, and eyes locked on the door like it might burst open at any second. You couldn't blame me. The only reason I was rooted to this spot, was all thanks to Darius' parting

Kiara's POV I'd heard cases where people said they forgot how to act when certain things happened to them, and even though it wasn't a thing of pride, there was a bit of swell feeling that came with the fact that I hadn't experienced that before, and perhaps, if someone had walked up to me and told me that I was soon going to be in that position, then best believe I wouldn't have taken thrm seriously. Until now, that is. My eyes glanced back to the note in my hand, and I wasn't sure I was exaggerating when I said I regretted it. A small, and probably delusional part of me had thought that I could trick myself into thinking that I'd imagined the whole thing, but there was no way that was happening now, not when the proof was still sitting pretty on my palms. The paper burned my skin, but I didn't dare drop it. It's words echoed deep in my ears, and I hated that they seemed to play on loop, over and over again. Where the hell could this have come from? How did it get here? Who th

Darius' POV The silence in my chambers was suffocating, and I hated it. I was used to not having anything to say to myself if anyone else got hours, but this was different, and not in a good way, at all. I wasn't being dramatic, not one bit, but believe me when I said the kind of silence that sat on the opposite side of my desk was the kind that came with an unhealthy amount of dread. It coiled around me in waves, and no matter how hard I tried to shake it off,I just couldn't. Call me crazy or whatever, but it was like waiting for a ticking time bomb to finskky explode just so you could walk into what was left of the destruction. So in a nutshell, I fucking hated it. I stood with my hands clenched behind my back, staring into the fire as if it might offer answers. It'd been burning for the longest time now, and honestly, I didn't mind. It was a welcome distraction, and heaven knows I was gladly going to take as much as I could right now. While the fire was calming, I couldn't h

Darius' POV Kael had long exited my chamber, but I remained with my back to the door, and my gaze still on the burning fireplace. My hands were clenched behind me, and with the way I forced my fingers to dig into my skin, I was surprised I hadn't drawn my own blood by now. If there was anything I was sure was happening right now, it was the fact that my knuckles were definitely turning white, and probably on the verge of breaking off. The lights along the walls flickered with restless light, shadows dancing wildly across the linoleum floor. I could swear I'd recently had the bulbs changed, but right now, I couldn't help but feel like the lights were only a reflection of the turmoil going on inside me. I was restless, confused and stressed all the same time. If anyone didn't know that by now, that was one of the deadliest combos to ever exist to man. I hated to admit it, but could still hear Kael's words echoing in my mind. Even in my subconscious, his voice was smooth, calcul