Novel & Cerita Kiera Continuum

“Then we prepare and find a permanent solution.” “There is no permanent solution.” Kiera looked up at us, and I saw the exhaustion and fear in her eyes. “They’ll just keep reforming, hunting, and erasing until they get what they want.” “So what do we do?” Zeus asked. “I don’t know.” Kiera slumped against me. “The artifact is dormant. I’m powerless. And somewhere out there, ten more Voidborn are coming to replace the two I destroyed. They’re coming. And I have no idea how to stop them.”

“I am just happy I can take this company to greater heights and nothing more. Besides, the applause goes to everyone involved and not just me.” “You deserve a bigger share,” Lisa refuted. “You have worked tirelessly Ms. Kiera. Accept the praise.” “Sure, thanks.” “Oh and Ms. Kiera, I came to remind you.” Kiera narrowed her eyes at Lisa, silently asking her question and waiting for what she needed to be reminded of. “Yes, Campbell’s Beauty collection will be held in next week's new product launch. It is time for the world to see her magnificence,” Lisa added. Giving a nod, Kiera handed over the tablet still displaying the demographic data on the screen to Lisa.

Alice replied instantly. “Keep his water laced with wolfsbane and nightshade,” Kiera ordered coldly. “Make sure he is unable to recover his strength. Not for a moment. Make sure he drinks. Make sure he stays weak.” Alice bowed deeply. “It will be done.” The words made me laugh again. I grabbed Kiera, spinning her toward me, and pressed a kiss against her lips. “Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant.” She only smirked, pulling away. “Finish what you want here. I’ll take care of the rest.” Then she turned, gliding out of the room with Draven at her side.

These omegas wouldn’t even stand a chance against her back at the hunters’ house. The door beside them creaked, and Kiera stepped out quietly. Dressed in the gray uniform that marked her status as an omega maid. Her petite frame and drawn expression made Freya’s chest tighten. “Kiera,” she breathed. The girl froze. “Freya?” Without hesitation, Freya moved to her. “Are you alright? They didn’t punish you, did they?” Kiera’s hand trembled as she reached out. “I should ask you that,” she murmured. “You collapsed yesterday after trying to save me . I thought—”

“So sorry about that. Never a dull moment, as they say.” “Oh, that’s totally fine,” Kiera says with a warm but nervous smile. She checks her notes on her tablet. “So, you were walking me through her daily routine.” “Yes.” Kiera drops my hand and sweeps forward, gesturing all around the living room as she shows her Frida’s art wall and craft station. She’s talking faster than normal, clearly nervous. “And this has all been great for retaining her fine motor skills. Once her arm cast comes off in a couple weeks, we’ll be starting on the manipulatives, like molder’s clay.”

To this, Kieran replied, "CCTV? Our pack is too primitive to have these fancy technology." Kieran walked forward, and Serenity took large strides to catch up to him. She expressed, "You are kidding me. They are all over my office and the third floor." And he didn't miss any corner. Serenity wondered to what extent his controlling personality went. "They don't work." Kieran's words were nonchalant. "You're lying, Alpha. You wouldn't invest so much in these technologies only for them to be non-functional, right? Some of them should be working. Don't pull my leg any longer, alright?"

She had already seen the message on Aurelia’s phone and had come prepared with her own intelligence. “They are already moving,” Mara said, voice low but urgent. “Continuum has a split. Some members are quietly undermining others. It’s subtle, but I can feel it. They are positioning themselves for influence in the cracks you left.” Aurelia’s hands tightened around her coffee cup. “They are not all interpreting my silence correctly, and now they’re trying to shape the gap into leverage. How far has it gone?” Mara shook her head. “Too far. You need to see this yourself.”

Kiera played with her hands then lowered her head. "Why is that?" "I do not know, but maybe because she was full of guilt and at the same time confused," Nerissa said. Kiera feels like she understands what Solana felt before, she is pretty much confused about how she is okay with all of the supernatural things that just happened to be in front of her, and she is guilty of being okay.

She’d seen too much. I walked calmly back to the edge of my bed and sat down, spine straight, fingers laced in my lap like a queen waiting for judgment. “So what are you going to do?” I asked flatly. “Run crying to your brother? Rat me out?” Kiera laughed a low, amused, dangerous sound that vibrated with contempt. “No,” she said, moving to the doorway, her hand brushing the frame. “I’m going to expose you for who you truly are.”

“Get whatever you need quickly. We can’t stay here.” “Can you smell something?” “No,” he said. “But I don’t like the feeling I have.” Kiera went into the shop and browsed the aisles quickly. She didn’t want to forget anything because they wouldn’t stop again for many hours. She grabbed many water bottles and other things, like tissues and bags of light snacks, like peanuts and raisin mix. There was nobody in the shop with her apart from the cashier, a woman of about twenty-five who wore too much eyeliner. She looked exhausted. Kiera wondered when the last time she had a wink of sleep was, but naturally didn’t ask.