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Killian’s point of view
“No, Killian, you shouldn’t be. It’s not your fault,”
she said to me.
“It doesn’t change what my father did to you,”
I said to Naomi, wiping off her tears. I just hated seeing her in tears. Even though I despised it, I was still my father’s son. How could I erase the fact that my mate had suffered at the hands of my father? I just couldn’t, and I know it would haunt me for the rest of my life.
“What happened that night wasn’t your fault, nor mine, nor my brothers. Everything happened all because of Nell Storm, so please, Killian, I am begging you, put an end to this rage and hatred for the Black Blood Pack, please,”
Naomi begged, clasping her hands around mine. I knew she wasn’t liking this situation as well.
Even though I felt hurt and angry, I understood why she didn’t tell me the truth. I couldn’t blame her. I might have done the same as well. Frankly, deep down I wished I hadn’t known the truth. I wished Naomi had nothing to do with those bastards, but I couldn’t fool myself. This was our reality. She was a daughter to the family I had spent every waking moment of my life despising. And I was the son of the man that had caused her so much pain at a young age.
I couldn’t stop the pool of tears that gathered in my eyes. Why on earth did this hurt so much? Why on earth couldn’t I erase that truth? I just wished I could.
“I can’t,”
I replied, my heart-shattering at the hurt and pain that took hold of her eyes. “That is next to impossible, Naomi,”
I said the truth. The last thing I wanted was to lie to her and make false promises. I didn’t know how to stop hating them.
A tear slipped down her cheekbones, and she pulled her hands away from me. “So, now what?”
She said, folding her hands around her waist as if desperately wanting to warm herself. “What happens to us? And don’t ask me to make a choice.”
I shook my head. I would never ask that of her. Not because I cared for those bastards, but because I knew that if it ever came to that, Naomi would be the one hurt the most and I would never want that. Also, the thought of her making a choice terrified me. I didn’t want to lose her.
“Nothing happens to us, Naomi,”
I said, “I love you and we are f*****g mates,”
I said, stifling a smile. “Trust me, Naomi, I don’t want to lose you. I accept those-“
I searched for the convenient word, “I accept they are your brothers, and I swear to you, I will learn to deal with it, but nothing is happening to us,”
I said, inching closer to her that I could almost feel the sweet taste of her lips on mine, but I was suddenly mind-linked by Morgan.
He spoke in a hurry, completely breathless. As soon as I registered his words, a smile broke on my lips. My eyes shimmered with pure happiness, meeting Naomi’s.
“What?”
She asked, gently.
“It’s from Valerie,”
I said, smiling. “I can’t believe this. She says we are free. It worked, Naomi, the curse is broken!”
Before Naomi could speak, held her waist, and pulled her to me, kissing her.
Naomi’s point of view
I kept smiling at the members of the pack and everyone present at the celebration. I was standing at a corner in the grand hall, wearing one of the silken dresses, tailored by Lady Elenore, who’s rumoured by Brielle to be the finest clothier in all of North Central. It had a high neck, and a small opening, showing off the valley of my chest. Killian had made a fuss about it, insisting it was quite revealing, but the girls came to my defence, and I particularly loved it, as well as the astounding wonders Brielle made of my brown hair, tying it into a neat ponytail. I was chatting with a few Lunas that had accompanied their mates to the party. It was a small feast, celebrating me and the pack, as I have officially been linked to the pack, and hence I could mind-link every member of the pack because Killian and I have marked each other.
Also, it was a small feast for the pack, celebrating their freedom from the crescent curse that has plagued them for years. We were all happy. Every one of us. I was happy as well, but it would have been very lovely to have my brothers here with me. The Black Blood Pack wasn’t invited because both my brothers and Killian still can’t stand each other, and besides, Leonardo and Kaiser are being watched by the Council as they believe that they know my whereabouts.
I excused myself from the small circle, looking around for Killian. I had barely gotten past a conversation with him since the party started. I scanned the hall once more, I could see almost everyone having fun and enjoying the party. So where was Killian?
I sneaked out of the hall, grabbing my dress as its long length swept through the floors. I tried to mind-link Killian, but I couldn’t. Odd. He had blocked himself from being mind-linked, even by me.
I went to his chamber, but I couldn’t find him there, so I sauntered to his office. I held the knob and pulled it open gently. The office was dark. The draperies were folded against each other, intentionally, to keep even the moon’s bright glow out.
Killian was there, seated behind the table on his chair, and his face was buried in his palm. He didn’t even lift his head until I closed the door behind me, and my scent enveloped the room, was he only aware of my presence.
Killian lifted his head, staring at me near the door. I couldn’t see his face. I gave my fingers a little wave in the air, and the torches in the office lit up with fire. Killian’s face came into view as I moved closer to him.
“I couldn’t find you at the party,”
I said, walking around the table, to his chair.
“I…er…had some things to tend to urgently,”
Killian said, sweeping lost tendrils of his hair back.
“Is that so? I missed you,”
I said in the most tempting and seductive voice I could conjure, falling into Killian’s lap.
He wrapped his arms around me. “And I missed you too,”
he said, pulling me closer, and changing the game. Usually, when I say those words, Killian had naughty to say.
I didn’t say anything, and just wrap my hands around his neck, diving into his eyes. There was nothing there. No emotion there, and I couldn’t feel him because he had blocked his link.
My hands went to his silken hair and I leaned closer, kissing him. Killian responded to my kisses, until we pulled apart, panting.
His finger stroked the bottom of my lips, gently, before returning his lips to mine, kissing me again.
Something was off with Killian, I could sense it.
“We should get back to the party,”
I said, pecking his lips.
“I promise, I’ll be right behind you. I just have to sort through some papers,”
Killian muttered to me.
I nodded nonetheless, “See you soon, Killian,”
I voiced, pulling up from his lap. I had a lot I wanted to speak to Killian about, amongst it all was Thea’s departure from the pack. Yesterday, I paid her a short visit and ordered the helpers to get her belongings for tomorrow, as she will finally be leaving from here. But this wasn’t the best time to speak to Killian about that or any other thing.
I sauntered to the door, almost moving outside when I heard Killian call from behind.
I stopped, tilting my head to where he was seated behind the table. My blue eyes met his amber eyes.
“Naomi, I love you,”
He said thoughtfully, making my lips splinter with a smile.
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