Semua Bab Scent of Betrayal: Bab 71 - Bab 79

Kaidën. "At the end of the day, did the omega really have a choice? Did you ask yourself why you practically forced her into your agreement?" He probes with a mocking look. I scowl at him, feeling oddly self conscious and irritated with myself. If what he says us true, then am I any better than the people who hurt Aria? The only difference is that I have guided mine under the term protection. My ears rattle, and I drop the sword to the floor. "That's a lie. I wanted to help her—even though she needed to help me first. It was a fair deal." It was. He laughs at me again, in that condescending way he seems to be doing. I suddenly have the urge to punch his face, and bash his nose in. "You don't know anything about what I've had to do." I advance towards him, crowding his space and expanding my alpha presence till it nearly consumes everything around me. He clears his throat and swats his hands in front of me, like he's swatting off a fly. "No need to consume me with y

Kaidën "So you see we're very alike in that way, Shadow King. We kill the people we have already chosen to kill." He replies, like I didn't just tell him about my murderous plans for the man he'd killed. I don't even bother to feign surprise at his words. Instead I shoot him a glare. "How are you and I alike?" He shrugs. "Hm, in many ways Shadow King. But you won't understand it all now. Some day you will." It's my turn to shrug. "What do you want me to say then? That I need your help? What are we still waiting for?" I ask with disinterest. But then the scent comes to me, something that smells like my shadows—a smell only I can detect—but not my shadows at the same time. "The reason I've been bidding time is finally here. Aren't we going to welcome her, Shadow King?" Welcome her? What is he talking about? The confusion on my face must be clear as day to him, because I don't understand what he's going on about. I had thought he'd been delaying me either because he

Aria's Alpha Lugh's laugh is long and hard, and for a moment I wonder if he's going to snap my neck off when he's done laughing at me. Thankfully, he doesn't yet. "The goddesses'? Have faith in me? Those creatures only care about themselves and no one else." I let out a tired sigh. Maybe they do, maybe they don't. But the way he's going about it isn't any better. My hands stretch out, feeling like the shadows inside me are battling for control, battling to get out. I vaguely wonder what they are in the first place. Maybe I should have asked Kaidën first before accepting a gift such as this. The darkness coming from the shadows inside me makes me feel a little dizzy, or maybe it's the fear of the man looking at me with wide crazed eyes. Either way, I don't feel too good. I feel like the insides of my body want to crawl out of me, and be displayed outside. It's a feeling unlike any other. "They created the rogues. Isn't that enough for you? Because of you, criminals

Aria I hold my eyes tightly closed, even as he screams out in pain, but after a while I force them open again. The Alpha isn't lounging at me, but writhing in the floor of the vehicle. I glance at him oddly, wondering why he's on the floor when he's the one who tried to attack me first. "What—what are you doing there?" Remorse find it's way into my words, as I take in the massive ball like position his curled into on the ground. When I move closer to him again, to try and help him up—even though he's done nothing to show he deserves it, he flinches and yells. "Get away from me. Get that monstrous thing away from me!" His voice is panicked and frantic, and I don't know what to do. On one hand, I should be grateful for this. Does this mean he is letting me go? But on the other hand, I'm still all the more confused by his reaction. His face is drawn out in fear and panic, and he looks like he might die if I touch him. I stand on shaky legs, and just continue staring at h

Kaidën Do I still care for Piper? It's a question I haven't allowed myself to think about for a while. The feeling expanding in my chest when I think about the kind of person Piper has turned out to be, isn't one I consider laced with fondness. I won't despise her actions, if I thought they were alright, after all the pack shifters deserve whatever comes to them. A ruler who plans to throw all of them into a dungeon, isn't the worst life they can hope for. They've thrown thousands more I to the woods all because they wanted to label us rogues, so I don't care for them, and I can't even pretend I do. It's the other thing she does that worries me. The deep rooted hatred in her for Aria—I know I should not care, after all Aria should be nothing to me. But I do. I can't help that every time Piper speaks ill of Aria, and talks about how much she wants to make her suffer, I burn with rage. My vision blurs and all I can see is the whitened anger coating my eyes. I want t