In less than an hour, Kiara walked back to Zique’s room, fully dressed. “I’m ready.”Zique who sat with his head in his hands looked up at her, forcing a smile. “Alright, I’ll go take a shower and get ready too.”He stood to his feet, kissing her forehead before walking out of the room. His actions were worrisome, she could see the quiver behind his smiles, the indecisiveness in his eyes and even though he was trying so hard to hide it, she could see the sadness that now resided across his face.Was there something he wasn’t telling her?He said it’d be okay, was he lying?Kiara knew she should believe him, but she just couldn’t. His words were so different from his actions...to her, it didn’t seem like it was going to be okay, but...but what could she do about it?She was so useless in everything she did...there was no way she could protect him, nothing she could do to save him. She felt so impotent...Sitting down on the rumpled sheets, she fumbled her knee-length floral dress. She

"Hold my hand."Kiara shook her head at Zique as they walked through the lonely forest. "No, you didn't put me down when I asked you to.""Petty..." Zique murmured out."I'm not...""You are if you're mad because I lifted you.""I'm not mad because of that.""Why are you mad then?""B-Because you really did put me down.""And...? Isn't that what you wanted?"Kiara shook her head. "Lift me up again.""So you can bite me again? I don't think so.""I didn't bite you.""Right, you didn't bite me...according to you, you were giving me a hickey, huh?""Hickey...?" Kiara innocently questioned. "What's that?""They're those marks I leave on your inner thigh and on your breas—""Zique! Y-You...why would I give you one of those?"Zique shrugged. "Payback?" He stopped, stooping in front of her. "Still want to be lifted? I'll give you permission to bite me again.""No, not anymore.""Come on, we've got a long way ahead.""You said this was a short cut.""I lied.""You lied? Then about the test...

"She's not pregnant." The words Zique did not want to hear boom against his ears like unwanted noise. "W-What?""The blood test came back negative.""B-But she should be.""Now that you say that, I've noticed a slight lack of Luteinizing hormones in her blood test results. It could be that she's infertile, but I'd have to run an ultrasound to be sure. Something like this shouldn't be confirmed before five months to one year of trying to conceive a child. But nothing's wrong with an early confirmation...even if the test shows that she really is infertile, then I'd suggest you keep trying if a baby is really what you want." He clicked the pen in his hand. "Should I do the ultrasound?"Zique shook his head. An ultrasound wasn't needed to confirm it...after all, it was the only explanation as to why there was no child in his future. She was infertile, she couldn't give him what he really wanted. "No, it's alright. We'll go now."Zique grabbed Kiara's hand, pulling her off the bed and thr

Kiara unexpectedly woke up on couch, it was unexpected since every time she fell asleep in the living room, Zique would take her up to the bed. He was probably still angry at her and that had Kiara’s heart twisting as she blinked around the room.It was a little blurry, but as soon as her eyes cleared, she recognized Gabe who sat on the sofa opposite to hers. He was staring at her, just as nonchalant as always, his chin length black hair loose for the very first time. It made him look a tad bit more handsome. “Where’s Zique?’“Currently getting ready to leave.”Kiara sat up in a hurry. “Where’s he going?”“I think it’d be better if you asked him that yourself. His business and yours no longer concern me.”“B-But he won’t talk to me.”Gabe shrugged. “And there’s probably nothing I could say or do to make him speak to you.”Kiara looked down at her hands, her ears twitching as the noisy boards of the stairs creaked. It was Zique, she could smell him.With a great amount of hesitance, sh

Kiara locked the door to her room before sliding down to the floor against it. She hated this. She truly was too weak to get a happy ending. Life was just too cruel to those who weren’t strong.The pain she was feeling made her wish she hadn’t given up on her revenge for him. She shouldn’t have fallen for his lies, shouldn’t have stopped forcing herself to hate him. She should’ve played him like he played her, then hurt him just like he hurt her.After all she went through to finally trust him, after giving up everything to give him a chance, this was what she got, huh?A broken heart and the same loneliness she thought she had abandoned. It was now her only friend, the only thing that resided by her side because Zique just left her for someone with more strength and with more beauty. But it should’ve been something she expected. She was never good enough for him and she’d never be. He didn’t love her, but why was it that she felt her heart was aching so much because she loved him?Wh

The pack house was quiet as Zique walked into it. The night had gotten darker and the breeze had somehow gotten colder, so cold that even his heart was trembling...Or perhaps the quiver in his heart wasn’t caused by the cold wind, but by the regret that was engraved within him. Her face had looked so sad and the tears that ran down her cheeks were what buried him in anxiety.Lamentation was killing him slowly, he felt like he was ice placed under the hot sun, melting so slow and yet so fast. He did not mean to hurt her and yet he did...He was such a f*cking idiot; an idiot in love. Before her, he was prepared to die and now instead of peacefully dying, he was trying all he could to live...and this was the only thing he could think of.F*cking hell! He shouldn’t have told her she was useless and he shouldn’t have told her to reject him either. It’ll all just hurt her way more than it should. She must be thinking that he’s throwing her away, that because she was incapable of getting p

Zique gripped the sheets tighter, preparing for a pain that did not come. Those imaginary strings around his heart did not tighten and the imaginary pins and needles did not dig an inch deeper.He didn’t understand, Shontelle had already taken in more than a half of his c*ck, why did he not feel as though he was dying?Why was the curse not attacking him?What was going on?Have the goddess finally decided to give him a break?Was she going to let him sow a child in peace?Or was it...was it that the curse was broken?Zique shook his head. The curse wasn’t broken, the old man said it wasn’t, the old man saw him in a puddle of blood...but if the curse wasn’t broken, what was the explanation for this?Was the elder really mistaken?Was he...?A moan from Shontelle brought Zique back to reality and he gripped her hips even before she could start moving them. “Get off.”Shontelle tilted her head, her gaze switching from that of intoxication to one filled with malice. “What is it now? You

Kiara looked up at him, eyes seeming dead. “Then why is it that her scent is all over you?”Her hands fell from behind her back and before Zique could see it coming, pain invaded his side. His eyes searched for the cause of his pain, finding a knife etched into his flesh by her hand. “K-Kiara...?”She twisted the knife and Zique groaned falling to his knees. “This was what I should’ve done from the beginning. This was what you deserved.”The knife was pulled out of him and Zique watched completely helpless as the woman he loved shoved it in opposite side of the previous stab. This wasn’t Kiara, it couldn’t be...this was his mother...!Pain; that was probably the only thing he could feel and the memories that had haunted him for years flashed before his eyes as he fell back against the tiles on the floor, coughing up blood. This was a bad dream, wasn’t it?He wasn’t going to die just like his father did, was he?But he was, the ache in his sides had him accepting this truth as reality.

Kiara’s feet burnt as she ran through the forest. She didn’t know where she was going, but she was going somewhere...somewhere far away like she had promised herself...She was finally free from it all, there was nothing to keep her here anymore, the chains that bound her had fallen and the person who had chained her has fallen as well...But why was her heart burning with regret now that the red in her eyes had cleared?Why did that look that had been on his face hurt her so much?And why did the way he stutter out her name stung like a bite?Why was sh...?Kiara shook her head. No matter how she looked at it, he deserved it, he killed her parents and he almost killed her too. What she did was pay back for it all. The pain she felt, he must’ve felt it back tenfold, b-but...Kiara clenched her fists. No, she shouldn’t regret it, it was already done. But those tears that had fallen down his face, that desperate look in his eyes...goddess...she wanted to forget it; every memory with him

Her wolf seemed to have grown. It was bigger, way bigger than it had once been and though she did not understand why, she ran forward, launching her first attack.The wolf was quick to avoid it, hitting her right over. It growled as Kiara stood to her feet again, the sound too bloodthirsty to be real. It ran after her; fast and strong and Kiara wasn’t sure what to do, how to respond. Her body moved on instincts, but she was too slow, the wolf had already situated itself over her.She wiggled beneath it, whimpering when it’s paws scraped against her vulnerable stomach. It leaned closer, growling in her face, it’s saliva dripping on her white fur with ease.What was going to happen to her now? Fear slowly devoured the anger that had been running through her and she shrunk back, trying to appear way smaller than she was. All the strength she thought she had had dissipated and now she was just scared...Scared to die...was this how Zique felt or did he feel worst? He was stabbed when he l