All Chapters of Awakening the White Wolf: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Kiara's POV The darkness waa the first thing I noticed. It pressed in all around me like water, heavy and muffled, and for a while, I seemed to float inside it. I had no idea where I was or what the hell was going on, but something in me whispered at drifting in and out of fragments that didn’t make sense. I saw faces blurred by shadows, voices that broke apart like shattered glass, and then warmth against my skin. Neither of them lasted long though, one minute they were here and the next they were gone. If there was one thing they left in their wake,it was nothing but cold. Where the hell was I? The question had barely registered itself at the back of my mind before something caught my attention. A sound tugged at me from the back. It wasn't loud or obnoxious, just a low, steady hum that seemed to buzz all around me Since I was still shrouded in darkness, I wasn't exactly sure where the sound was coming from. I tried to turn toward it, but the weight in my limbs was unbearable

Darius' POV The vial was cold in my hand, too cold for glass, but I didn't let it get to me. Just by holding onto the dam vial, I hated how my mind was already conjuring a million and ways in which thing could go wrong. I pushed myself not to think in the negative, but believe me when I said it was easier said than done. As the thoughts swam haywire around me, my grip tightened until I thought it might crack, but it didn’t. Instead, the liquid inside shimmered faintly, a sick pulse of light running through it like veins beneath skin.What the hell was this thing? Rhian’s voice was still echoing in my skull, and it felt like it was stuck on loop. If you’re wrong, you don’t just lose her. You die, and she’s left alone.“Darius.” I snapped back to the present at the sound of my name. It was Rhian, and the worried look he was wearing almost made me drop the dial and shove the chest back where we'd picked it up from, but I didn't. I couldn't. “I really think you should think this th

Kiara’s POV The ward smelled faintly of antiseptic and lavender, an odd pairing that did little to soothe the restless ache thrumming inside me. I tried to do the soothing myself, but there was just so much I could do when my entire body seemed to be fighting against me. I'd tried counting to a hundred and back, I'd tried calming myself down with breathing e exercises, I'd even tried to pretend I wasn't in this suffocating space they called a ward, but no matter what I did or how I tried, it just felt like I was wasting my time. The hum of the machines had faded into background noise, almost forgotten, yet I still felt tethered by the needle in my arm, a reminder that I wasn’t as strong as I wanted to believe. The doctors had come in here at least twice or thrice to check on it, and even though I wasn't too sure, I could swear they'd changed the needle, and whatever liquid it was pushing into my body, more than five times. None of them had told me I was getting better, or that

Kiara's POV I could've believe that I was back in this dingy room again, especially after I'd burst out earlier with the sole intention of wanting to go find Darius, and who who knows, maybe I would have, had I not bumped into fucking Rhian.The mere thought of him was more than enough to have me feeling mad all over again. A scowl made its way to my lips, and I hated how, no matter how hard I tried to get rid of him, it just didn't budge. Of all people, of all people in the palace, why did it have to be him? I wouldn't exactly say we were friends, but I thought by now he would have warmed up to me, at least to an extent. I knew for a fact that he was aware of the relationship between Darius and I,if I could call it that, that is. Since he knew, why was he acting like I was Darius' sworn enemy and not the person he needed the most right now. “You're going to blow up soon.” Someone called from beside me, and that was all it took to pull me back to the present. I blinked a coupl

Kiara's POV His mouth tasted of iron and fire, but I didn’t care. Instead, I leaned into him, kissed him harder, pouring weeks of fear and longing into the press of lips. The kiss wasn't like the ones we shared, and I easily felt it in the desperate clash of teeth, and how his hands gripped my sides immediately. Darius groaned low in his chest, his hand gripping my hip like he needed to anchor himself, but for once, and probably the first time, I didn’t let him lead.“Let me.” My voice was low, too low, but I knew Darius heard me because I watched his eyes widen for a bit. “What?” He muttered. “What are you talking…”I didn't let him finish as my lips claimed his again. Another moan slid past his lips, and I didn't waste so much as a single second to bite down on his lower lip. Just when I thought he was fully getting into it, I pulled back. I shifted slightly, straddling him fully,as my knees bracketed his thighs. With just a push of his finger, I pressed him back against the