Semua Bab Two Loves, One Destiny: Bab 121 - Bab 130

KiaraI was in the maternity ward holding Hanna, while Juliette held Blake.“At least these little ones are fine,” Juliette said, gazing lovingly at Blake. “We couldn’t save one, but two babies are safe, and that’s what matters.”“Yes, but the baby is gone, and that’s really affecting Jake. You saw how he looked. He was devastated.”“Kiara, can I ask you a favor?”I looked up at her. It seemed important.“What is it?”“Don’t talk to Jake unless it’s necessary because of the babies. Don’t try to give him your condolences or anything like that.”My shoulders tensed, and I sought refuge in my baby’s face, but I didn’t like what she was asking of me.“Why not? Is there something wrong with that?”“Jake needs to focus on his wife right now, and you’re not part of that equation. I don’t want to be harsh with you, sweetheart, but you know Jake feels something for you, and he can’t have you on his mind right now. He has to take care of the family he’s trying to build. You know I don’t agree w

JakeTreating her with indifference hurt me more than it hurt her. Seeing the confusion and disappointment in her eyes broke my heart. I tried to bandage the pain by telling myself this was better for both of us, but I knew I was lying to myself.Irina was still asleep when I returned to the room. Kiara had left; she didn’t want to keep talking, even when I called her to apologize. I left her a message telling her that doing things this way, separately, was for the best, but I didn’t receive any reply from her. Kiara was angry with me, and she had every right to be.There was a knock at the door. I got up to see who it was, and my mother was standing beside Terrance. Terrance looked worried and serious, and my mother looked frightened.“What’s going on?” was the first thing I asked, because I knew something was wrong. The way Mom was looking at me said it all.I glanced at Irina, who was still asleep, and stepped out of the room, closing the door so we wouldn’t wake her while we tal

KiaraI was left stunned by Derian’s words. I watched him closely, searching for traces of lies in his eyes. Derian maintained a firm posture, never stopping his gaze from locking onto mine. He wasn’t afraid of eye contact and seemed far too calm about his actions.Derian had proven on more than one occasion that he never cared about the order of things. He had killed and threatened humans, abusing his strength as a werewolf, and had never had any problem breaking every single rule established in our supernatural world.That was Derian: evil.There was nothing good in him.But why would he lie to me about something like that? Why would he invent that Irina wasn’t pregnant and never had been?“Was she pregnant or not? You know what, Derian? I don’t believe you. You’re not trustworthy.”He stood up from the bed, and my heart clenched. His standing up couldn’t mean anything good. I pressed myself against the wall, as if that could save me or stop him.“You’re afraid of me,” he smiled wit

JakeIt had been two days since Kiara disappeared.I tried to balance taking care of my children, searching for her, eating enough to stay strong, and sleeping at least three hours, but it kept getting harder. Since she left, everything in my mind had been put on hold, and I could only think about her and my kids, and I didn’t know how to be a father and a good man at the same time. I wanted to be in both places at once, but I always had to take turns.Sometimes I had to be with my children, and other times I had to look for her.Thomas was with the kids now, watching them along with my mother and some members of the pack, while Irina was sitting beside me in the car as we returned from a supposed lead where we had tried our luck but couldn’t find Kiara’s scent.I gripped the steering wheel tightly, staring ahead but with my mind somewhere else. The rain made everything harder. It hadn’t stopped raining for two days.Irina was leaning back in the seat, almost asleep. These had been ha

KiaraWorry pressed my heart against my chest. My stomach hurt from the nerves.I touched my hair, ran my fingers through it, and felt the missing lock. It wasn’t a dramatic cut —it blended in with my long hair— but the reason it had been cut was what disturbed me.Derian had the brilliant idea of sending Jake a message to make him believe I was dead. He sent blood, it wasn’t mine, it was his, just so Jake would think they had hurt me. I saw him write a note under the box explaining that I wasn’t dead, but that I didn’t have much time left.It was all a lie.Derian said he was going to let me go soon, but before that, he needed to play with Jake psychologically and emotionally to hurt him and weaken him before releasing me.Hours had passed since the box was sent to the city, and I knew it had been received by one of Jake’s men because I heard Derian talking about it. They had the house under surveillance, and Jake probably didn’t know it. Derian had become good at playing this game,