All Chapters of Awakening the White Wolf: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Kiara's POV A bone shattering cold was the first thing I felt the moment I drifted back into consciousness. My eyes burned as I tried to peel them open, but I did so anyway. I'd already had a taste of the darkness, and it wasn't something I preferred to linger on. Something cold pressed against my cheek, and I quickly figured it out to be stone. The air was thick with the scent of mold, and I didn't miss the throb at the back of my head that echoed like a war drum. It sent sparks of pain through my skull, and no matter which direction I turned, nothing seemed to help with the pain. I tried to move, but the chains around my wrists restricted every effort I made, and simultaneously reminding me of where the hell I was too. The dungeons. For some reason, the realization came with some memories, memories I didn't ask for, and I couldn't help but shiver. I wasn't sure how long it had been since I passed out, but since I remembered how I'd gotten here, I would reckon it hadn't been

Kiara's POV I was burning up, fire stoked my insides, and I only wondered how I was still alive. My skin glistened with sweat, but it didn't change the fact that my bones were like ice, sending shivers down my spine and into the deepest parts of my body. I wanted to breathe , but noatrer how hard I tried, I just couldn't push it down. Each breath felt like rusted nails being scraped down my throat. I tried to move, but it was useless. My limbs felt heavy, and it was a telltale sign that I should be in a bed by now. Hell, even a cold floor would have done wonders for my body, and not the slimy one I had been forced to sleep on in the last twelve hours. “Look who finally came around.” Someone drawled, their sharp voice pulling me back to earth. It took a while to recognize whom the voice belonged to, but the moment I did, I referred it immediately. “Are you done with your beauty sleep, princess?” The cell erupted with laughter, and the sound only made my ears burn. “Please.” My v

Kiara's POV Pitch black was the first thing I saw the moment I peeled my eyes open. For the first couple of seconds, I wasn't even sure I was awake, until something hit me square in the face. A stale stench rose into the air, and I cowered. With everything that had happened in the last twenty four hours, I didn't think I would be smelling what I just did anytime soon. The foul stench brought memories, ones I'd rather forget. My stomach churned in equal parts fear and equal parts anxiety, and before I could say jack, a cough bubbled at the base of my throat. It raked my entire system, and I threw up. I still couldn't see anything, but I tasted something metallic in my mouth immediately. Blood. Goosebumps crawled on the surface of my skin, and it was for all the wrong reasons. My mind whirred, but before I could come up with the tiniest explanation for what was going on, a voice cut through my thoughts. “Oh princess.” I froze. Why? I recognized the voice immediately, and I woul

Kiara's POV I couldn't believe my ears, nor my eyes either. I didn't want to believe what I'd just seen and heard. There was no way it was possible. What did the MC mean by that announcement? No, no, no. I stared at the screen, hoping and muttering a prayer to the moon goddess to intervene. Maybe it was a glitch, the screen had lingered too long and had caught me instead of whoever was supposed to fight Cain. But the more I stared and waited for my miracle, the more It dawned on me, that it was never going to come. I watched a mix of emotions appear on my own face, and maybe, if it were in an entirely different scenario, I was going to light at how scared and pathetic I looked. Right now, I wanted to disappear. Literally. The crowd around me roared, both contestants and spectators alike. My heart picked up its pace in my chest, and I shivered. My eyes widened as I took in the crowd. Suddenly, they looked larger than I originally thought. “No.” I gulped. Without thinking, I too

Kiara's POV I had no idea how long I'd been knocked out for, but when I finally came around, the first thing that hit me was the cold. It nipped at my skin, sending shiver after shiver down my spine. I tried to breathe, but I couldn't. My lungs flared up with each trial I tried to make, and my insides felt on the verge of exploding. A dull throb formed at the back of my head, and I didn't miss the constant buzzing playing and ringing in my ears like it was on loop. What the hell was going on? Was I dead? I blinked back a couple of times. Maybe if I caught a glimpse of where I was, I would finally get my answer, but it didn't come easy. My vision blurred in and out, like I was caught in between two realms, one where I was conscious and the other where everything was numb, dark and silent. Fear and panic lodged itself at the base of my throat, and I coughed. It didn't stop at one though. One after the other, more coughs wracked through my body and with each one, I didn't miss th