Semua Bab Awakening the White Wolf: Bab 221 - Bab 230

Kiara's POV Time to slow to a halt and believe when I said I'd never been this terrified in my life. My heart thumped loudly in my chest. In fact, it was so loud, I honestly thought the said organ was going to tear through my chest till it was sprawled on the cabin floors. While that was a pretty gruesome sight to see, I wouldn't exactly mind it. At least, if I was dead, then I wouldn't have to face the man in front of me. I wasn't overly dramatic, but you just had to believe me when I said that nothing, absolutely nothing could compare to the fury that was radiating off Darius. I honestly thought it I ignored the danger in front of me, then maybe, just maybe it would go away. But I was wrong, very very wrong. His eyes pinned me the moment the word left my lips. The cabin. I’d said it, unthinking, and now it clung to the air between us like smoke refusing to clear.Like that wasn't bad enough, I'd even gone into details about where the damned bookshelf was and what not. Shit.

Kiara's POV I couldn't sleep , not when sleep had signed an agreement I had no idea of to elude me. Why? I had no idea. Or maybe I did and I just wasn't ready to face it yet. Whatever the reason was though, it didn't make things any better. If anything, it made it all worse and I hated how helpless it'd made me feel. I’d tossed and turned for hours, my thoughts circling back to the same place they always seemed to find, Darius. His eyes, his words, that kiss from the other night. Hell, I'd sworn that I didn't remember him, but I couldn't deny how familiar The feel of his fingers against my skin was. My body had arched into him so bad, that I didn't even pay attention to the questions he was asking me. The memory clung like a brand, refusing to let go, and I hated that I was thinking about the wrong thing. Darius was mad at me, furious if I was being precise, and instead of trying to find a way to make him forgive me, I was here reliving the night when he'd touched me like he was

Kiara’s POV I honestly thought that time had somehow slowed down, and it just had to be right after the words tumbled past my lips. I want you. I'd told Darius that despite the fact that he was mad at me and I was guilty for lying, I wanted him. I wanted his cock, his fucking cock ramming into me and punishing me for ever thinking of lying to his face. If the lie had actually gone through, I wasn't sure I could survive without him. Darius didn't say anything, and believe me when I said it was taking everything in me to no yank down his pants and take him in like the fucking whore I was, just for him. “Finally,” he growled, his mouth crashing back onto mine before I could even breathe.A small gasp slid past my lips at the force of his mouth against mine, but he swallowed it like it was nothing to him. His lips were rough and unrelenting, claiming me as if he’d been waiting for this moment all his life,like he'd been holding on to his self control to not fuck me senseless after

Kiara's POV My body was still quaking against the table, chest pressed flat to the cool wood, every nerve strung tight from the way he’d just ruined me. My taut nipples were as hard as pebbles, and I hated that I didn't get any satisfaction from rubbing them against the wood beneath me. My skin was burning, and I knew just the thing that was going to help me out. The frustrating part, was the fact that he was likely to make me beg before I got it. I should’ve been satisfied. I was wrecked, done and probably wouldn't be able to walk properly for the next couple of days, but I didn't care. My pussy still throbbed, sore and hungry all at once, hungry for the dick that was still propped behind me. I couldn't see him since my head was turned to the side, but I could feel him, hell, I could smell him too. Maybe it was my wolf senses heightening whatever I was feeling, alongside my arousal, but I didn't mind. I was willing to endure any form or torture so long as it guaranteed I was

Darius' POV The silence in my office felt heavier than it should. Too still, too loud and I hated how it seemed to be clawing at me from every angle. No matter how hard I tried to shake it off, it pressed around me, like a fucking freight train whose only goal was to crush me into smithereens. While the graphics that came with imagining what that would actually look like wasn't all that pretty, I couldn't shake off the fact that there was a tiny upside to it. Maybe if I was gone and in the afterlife, I wouldn't have to bother about the silence threatening to suffocate me in my own dawn office. I’d been sitting there for what felt like hours, even though in reality, I knew it couldn't be more than thirty minutes max. I'd been pretending to read a report I hadn’t flipped a single page of and it was already getting stale. My mind wasn’t here, it was back in her room.Kiara.The memory hit me like a fist, slamming straight into my guts. I tried to push it out, but the harder I tried, t