All Chapters of Awakening the White Wolf: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Kiara's POV The click of the cell door echoed like a death sentence, and I hated how it sent shivers of fear racing down my spine. It didn't just spare my spine alone, instead, the said fear reached deep inside my bones, almost as if it's sole intent was to tender me cripple. I stood frozen, back pressed to the cold stone wall, heart hammering in my chest as the sound of retreating boots faded down the corridor. The torch outside flickered once, then twice, casting trembling shadows across the iron bars. I didn’t know where they had brought me. As far as I knew, this was different from the cell they'd placed me when I was corrupted with the shadow, and this wasn't where I was locked up with the other rogues, so where the hell was I? Even the walls felt different, and I couldn't help but feel like I was being thrust into a part of the palace that I didn't know existed until now. Wherever and whatever it was, it didn't negate the fact that I didn't feel the least bit comfy in here

Kiara's POV By the time we got back to the palace, the fire in my chest had dulled to a simmering ache. My head on the other hand wasn't left out. A dull throb had formed at the back of my skull, and if they could do a scan on my brain right now, I wouldn't be surprised if they found a lively band of monkeys playing all sort of pop and rock songs in my brain. My limbs were aching, from every bone I could feel, down to even the joints in my toes. I was exhausted simply put, but I couldn't figure out why I hadn't felt that way in the cell, but now I was close to home. My feet moved on their own, eager for the comfort of solitude, my own bed, and silence. Sleeping wasn't going to solve my problems or magically remove the bounty the council has unanimously placed on my head, but at least it was going to give me solitude and peace, if my nightmares didn't ruin it for me that Is. A small smile made its way to my lips when we reached the foyer. From here, I could already make out the

Warmth. That was the first thing I felt as I blinked awake. Unlike the curtains in my room, the ones here didn't so much as usher in a single ray of sunlight, and that was all it took for me to realize that I really wasn't anywhere my room. The usual cold that creeped up my spine was nowhere ri he found either, and for a moment, all I could do was really bask in the comfortability of where I was at the moment. I didn't easily recognize the room where I'd woken up, because last time I checked, my room had cream colored walls, a floral themed curtain and a wave of flowery tiles to match, which was a sharp contrast to the dark walls that were staring back at me. Navy blue walls echoed around me instead, and I didn't miss the velvety black curtains that surrounded me. The first thing my eyes caught were the weapons propped up against one side of the wall, and as I gazed at the portrait next to it, I realized where I was. Darius' room. Memories from last night flooded into my veins,

Darius' POV I pressed my eyes closer for just a moment, and the image of that gleaming blade nestled among my clothes, burned behind my eyelids, refusing to fade. A fucking knife, hidden in my wardrobe,by the woman I let into my bed. My mate, even though I was yet to acknowledge her as that. The one who looked at me with those shattered eyes and let me touch her, let me wreck her, and she had planned to kill me? No. My wolf growled, deep and low. She wouldn't. There's no way she could do that. She's ours, our mate. "Then why the fuck would she hide it like that?" I muttered under my breath. “Why?” I got no answer in return. Just the dull throb in my temple and the phantom sting of betrayal in my chest. She'd begged me not to open the wardrobe. Begged, lied, even. Her eyes had welled up, lips trembling with desperation,, and I’d almost believed her, almost turned away. But I didn’t. And now all I could see and feel, the damned blade pressed against skin. My skin. I peeled my

Kiara’s POV The hall stretched before me like an endless tunnel of ghosts, each step echoing louder than it should have. My feet felt like lead, but somehow, I still managed to trudge myself through the barely lit walls of the palace. Lights flickered on and off around me, and while I considered it eerie, there was a small up side to it. No one would be quick to catch on to the million emotions playing out on my face. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to hold in my shattering heart, but my ribs ached with how tight my chest had clenched. I wasn't sure how I was still standing, because I was sure my heart had stopped pumping blood the moment Darius asked me to leave, after accusing me of the worst thing we both could think of. I tried to push it out, but Darius’ words kept repeating in my head. They were cruel and laced with venom, and the more I thought about them, the harder and longer they bit into my body and soul."Why did you even come looking for me, Kiara?" his que