Kiara still stood frozen by the doorway, looking at the alpha with a gaze he wholeheartedly understood. “I-I don’t want to go with you.”“I know.”“Then...Then why did yo...?”“It’s simple, I didn’t want to go on 'The hunt' this year... I don’t feel like it.”Yeah right...that was a lie, he wanted to go more than anything. Bringing something to it’s knees, biting into its neck until it bled was just what he needed to appease the anger rolling around in his chest... and yet here he was saying something like...‘I don’t feel like it.’Was he a f*cking idiot?He’d never missed the hunt before, it only happened once a year and every year this very day would be the best of his life.He brought down the strong and toyed with the weak just because he could. He’d hunt bears, boars, deers, he’d slaughter them and bring them back here as meat.The raw smell of blood was always thrilling to his senses, the cries of pain from his prey, the struggles, the anxiety in its very last breath...Zique wa

Kiara followed the alpha outside, her mind still concentrated on the bracelet she had given him earlier.She didn’t know why he took it, she only hoped that he’d give it back instead of breaking it.“Do you even know how to transform into your wolf?”Kiara shook her head. “It was so sudden and unexpected in the dungeon...I was frightened.”“So you’re saying you don’t know how to do it?”“I don’t...but I could t-try.”Zique groaned, running a hand of frustration through his hair. What in the name of the goddess did he get himself into?“You weren’t born to be a werewolf, were you? Did your parents not teach you? You have to call forth your wild side, just think about becoming a wolf and you’ll become one.”Kiara’s eyes drifted down to her feet as she dwelled on his question. “No, they didn’t get the chance to.”“What are you talking about?”“My parents...they didn’t get to teach me.”Zique tilted his head as he watched her, undoubtedly noticing the change in her aura, it was already du

“It was...my mother was the one who put it there.”Surprise flashed across Kiara’s face as her hand fell to her side. She stepped back, issuing to him the space she had taken. “Y-Your mother? How...?”“It’s nothing...” Zique erased the step she took away from him. “Why did you move? Why did you stop?”“I thought that...I-I’m sorry.”“You ask if it was painful and when I told you that it was, you just step away without trying to make it better?”“B-But it’s already healed.” His proximity was messing with Kiara’s head, he kept nearing closer and closer. “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”“Physically yes...but mentally, it’s still a bleeding wound. Why don’t you kiss it better?”Kiara’s eyes widened, even more so when he leant down to her height. The blush on her cheek darkened to red and her heart started to beat so hard against her chest. She was just thinking about their previous kiss and now this...Goddess she was so flustered and confused. She wanted to do it, but she wasn’t sure if she sh

“If your transformation wasn’t delayed they’d still be alive and here you are doing it again...being so f*cking useless!”Tears garnered in Kiara’s eyes, her heart breaking at the truth in his every word. “I-I...I’m not useless...”“You aren’t? Show me then...you seem pretty useless to me at the moment.”“I-I’m not...” her words were whispered so low, so unconvincing that even she didn’t believe them.She was useless wasn’t she? If she had a wolf, back then she could’ve at least tried to save her parents...better yet, if she had a wolf, the alpha wouldn’t have targeted her or her family to begin with.It was all her fault, she killed them and by still not being able to call forth her wolf, she was killing them again.Clenching her fist, she closed her teary eyes, the horrendous scene those years back running across her mind.The whimpers...The blood...The deaths...She could’ve stopped them, if only she was stronger, if only...if only she had called forth her wolf...!Her life would

Zique threw the pack of cards on the table, placing the chair he brought in front of Kiara. “Please be a quick learner.”“I am...” Kiara voiced out. “My middle school teacher said I was the only genius in her class.”“Lets hope she was right.” He took a seat on the chair, then picked up the cards again. “I’ll shuffle.”“Okay...”Like a professional, he shuffled the cards around in his hand and when he deemed himself done, he planted one in front of her then another in front of him and continued to do so until they each had seven cards. “Let’s start with the easiest of them all, even babies can play this one.”“Which one?” She was excited, he could hear it in her voice, see it in her eyes. She’d been like this ever since they got back from the run.They both had stepped up on the porch naked and took turns in the shower, and now as promised, he’d teach her cards.He thought when they got back she’d want to rest since they had been running for long, but instead she had shyly asked him

“Yeah, you can let my hand go now.” Kiara looked down at her hand that held onto his. “O-Oh sorry...” She loosened her grip, but before she pulled away, he tightened his. He dropped the cards back on the table and ran his free hand over his face. “F*ck...I really am going crazy, aren’t I?” “I...I don’t know.” “No, I am...you’re driving me off the cliff.” “B-But I’m not...we’re here...not on a cliff.” “Metaphorically.” He stepped towards her, sighing in deep frustration. “Metaphorically, you’re pushing me so hard. I really can’t control myself...I’m so f*cking weak to you and if you ask me why, I wouldn’t know.” Kiara barely understood him. What did it mean to metaphorically push him off a cliff? What did it mean when he said he was weak to her? “I don’t... understand.” “You’re really stupid aren’t you?” He stooped in front of her. “I’m saying that I want you...so f*cking bad that I can’t control myself.” She still didn’t understand, she knew what the words meant, but she cou

“Shall I really satiate my hunger now?”Kiara nodded dumbly, not having the strength to even talk. She felt like her lungs were barely receiving air and her heart and her body felt as though it was set ablaze.Every little touch, even his eye contact made her feel impotent.Goddess what was wrong with her?She’d never felt anything like this before, it was new to her and yet it was already something she wanted to get used to.It was an unexplainable feeling, something out of this world. It was like she had really made it to cloud nine, like she had entered a world of bliss; a world of never-ending pleasure.And now that it had unfortunately ended, she was craving for more.With hooded eyes, she watched as he stood to his feet, pulling his white T-shirt over his head.He reached for the waistband of his shorts, pushing it down to his feet and stepping out of it.Now, he stood before her in nothing but his underwear and Kiara could see every little detail of his body.The many scars see

“I’ll start moving now.” Slow and steadily Zique retracted his hips, pushing back into her at the same pace. Kiara whimpered, her arms hugging around his back. It was still painful, just not as painful as it was in the beginning. She could feel her nipples tingling at his every touch. His fingers kept twirling the bud, stiffening them every time they went soft. It felt nice, but not nice enough to dull the pain. “Tell me if it’s too much.” Kiara nodded, legs shaking by his sides as he continued to slowly move in and out of her. His lips went by her neck again, trailing kisses from her mark to the nipple he was fondling. He kissed it and then the warmth of his mouth caved the rigid peak. Kiara moaned, hugging him even tighter when his tongue circled it like it did her clit; pleasure running so mildly and yet so prominently through her body. The pace of his hips quickened just a little bit and he delved deeper into her, gyrating his hips as he did so. Another surge of pleasure ran

When Zique’s knot finally retracted, he pulled out of Kiara, both sighing out in relief at the fact that they could now move.They had been laying down motionless for more than five minutes, her legs were probably cramped and he didn’t have to ask if she was tired. It was so blatant in every breath that left her lips.Sitting up, he reclined against the sofa, looking over at her. “Are you okay?”Kiara nodded. “Yeah.”“Dinner will be delivered soon, let’s wash up before it gets here.”He stretched out a hand to her and Kiara looked at it for a second before placing hers in it. “T-Together...?”“Well if it doesn’t bother you.” He raised an eyebrow. “Does it?”“Uh...” He’d already seen her naked so there was really nothing to hide. “It doesn’t.”“Okay good.” He stood up and Kiara did the same only for her weak knees to buckle. She almost fell, but he caught her, hands so swift as they wrapped around her waist. “Easy there, princess.”Kiara’s face turned to red against his chest. “I’m so

“Y-Yes...?”“Eat before you leave.”“I’m not hungry.”“And you haven’t been for a while now. You’re not leaving this table until you eat something.”“But I—”Zique looked up at her, his eyes so austere that their gaze dumbed her. “I made a statement, I didn’t ask a question.”Kiara swallowed, her eyes watering. What was happening now? He was so nice before, why was he treating her like this now?“Okay, I’ll eat.” For what else could she do? The tears on her cheeks, she wiped them and watched blurrily as he opened up the covered plates. "Eat whatever you want."Kiara glanced over into the plates and forced herself to eat in his presence. He didn't touch the food, just watched her and when she couldn't eat anymore, she leaned back against her chair. "C-Can I go now?""Come here Kiara."Kiara glanced up at him as she stood up, walking around the table to stand in front of him. He sighed, leaning in to rest his forehead against her stomach. "F*ck...! Quit looking at me as if I just rippe