“You didn’t eat breakfast.” Zique leaned against the counter, watching the omega as she munched on an apple. “Why?”“I-I...I wasn’t hungry.”“And yet you’re shoving that apple down your throat as though you haven’t eaten in a week.”“Well that...” Kiara looked down at the last apple she had. He wasn’t lying, she finished them all in nothing but a minute. “I...t-they taste nice.”“Right...” In order to not insult her, Zique left it at that. Damion had sat him down and lectured him properly when she had left earlier. He was to treat her nice, not call her weak, not call her disgusting. He was to compliment her —though that was something he would never do even if his life depended on it, and right now his life depended on it— and he was to make her fall in love.No matter how hard he looked at it, that was the only thing he could do to live, but how in heaven’s name would he be able to pull through?It took everything in him to just peel her three damn apples and it took even more to sp
Kiara walked her way into her room, her eyes observing the emptiness inside. She had nothing in her possession but that bag of clothes he had brought her, the bracelet around her wrist and her pride which he had completely shattered last night.She thought she had forgotten about it, but she couldn’t. She could remember it vividly even though it was an unfortunate situation.His eyes had looked down at her so differently and his voice had sounded so sweet when he wasn’t condemning her for being weak.It had made her heart flutter, made her hold on to him even through the pain. It was probably because of the heat, it definitely was...after all, she hated those dark orbs and the scar under the left one and she hated his voice too.That face, she could never confess to liking it either, but last night she couldn’t stop staring. She had observed and memorize every single detail. His round face was just centimetres away from hers, his long lashes almost touching her forehead. Beads of swe
Zique folded his legs as he sat on the floor, his eyes darting around the empty room as though this was the very first time he was seeing it.It was just as dull as he remembered it, the white walls with nothing to decorate it and a room as empty as his heart.It was his parent’s, he thought he could forget them by throwing out their things, but the atrocity of that damn day still lived in his head. Blood from the wounds his father was bearing was splattered all over the floor. There were several of them; deep stab wounds that had been so visible to Zique’s little eyes, and then on the other side of his room, was his mother, his father’s blood all over her pretty, white night gown and a kitchen knife by her feet.It had all been a nightmare to Zique, one he thought he’d soon wake up from. But as he stood there as a thirteen year old kid and pinched himself numerous times, he realized that it was indeed reality.It had been then that tears greased his eyes, his little body wouldn’t st
Kiara shuffled back on the floor, but froze when he stooped in front of her. She expected him to curse at her, to call her weak, to tell her to go back to her cage, but instead he grabbed her face and abruptly connected his lips to hers.She would’ve gasped if she could, but she couldn’t even pull away as his lips assaulted hers.They were soft and yet their movements were so rough. Tingles kept shooting up her spine and it wasn’t because she was terrified, it was because it actually felt good.The way his lips suckled on hers, the way his teeth gently nibbled the soft, moist flesh.Kiara couldn’t think of anything else. Slowly; reluctantly, her hand reached for his shirt, tightly gripping onto it, but unfortunately that was when he pulled away. He looked her in the eyes, that same emotionless expression replaced by one that held so much desire. “Open your mouth.”His breaths were heavy, his words sounding so desperate.They confused Kiara, but nonetheless, her lips slipped the sligh
Zique rose up from the floor, taking her with him.He didn’t know what his problem was or how he ended up planting his lips against hers but it just happened.She shouldn’t have said what she did, her words were what riled him up...‘I don’t want to stay anymore. I hate it...take me to Gabe or to Damion. I won’t run away.’He had this strange feeling in his guts when Gabe had brazenly taken her on a walk earlier and then she had the courage to mention him again.It was obvious she preferred Gabe more than she did him and that didn’t make him feel very nice.Regardless of everything he had said and done to her, he was her mate, she had no right saying she wanted to live with Gabe.And yet instead of getting angry as he should, he had bent down and kissed her like a fool.That didn’t deem him weak, did it?Kissing a girl wasn’t something that made a man weak, but why did he even kiss her in the first place?Was it because of those eyes?Those sad, desperate orbs that looked up at him pl
Zique stripped her of her clothes, his eyes scanning her body as though it was his first time seeing it.Her skin glistened under the light; pale and beautiful just like a porcelain doll. Her hair was sprawled out all over his pillow, her face holding so much desperation. He was glad to see that she wanted him just as much as he wanted her...she was scared and yet she was still so willing to let him have a glimpse of the perfection that hid behind her garments.She should’ve shunned him, should’ve told him not to touch her. After what he had done to her this morning, he had expected it, but she surprised him when she gave him the consent to do whatever he wanted.He had f*cked her so hard that she passed out last night, why was she so willing to let him do it again?Why did she trust him?Zique didn’t understand, but did he even want to?All that really matter was the fact that she wanted him. He didn’t have to care why, that wasn’t important.Spreading her legs, he settled between
Night came when Kiara least expected it. She had forced down dinner in an uncomfortable silence with the alpha, then she had taken a bath, and then she was here...in her room, looking down at her toes.She didn’t know when outside got dark, but it was...she could see it through the curtains, could hear the night outside...The silence that was only disturbed by a couple of things; the wind that whistled against the trees, the crickets that cried like they thought nobody could hear them and the alpha climbing painfully slow up the stairs. He was probably going to his room, or to the bathroom, but he wasn’t coming to her.He hadn’t said a thing to her since what conspired between them earlier.He only said what was necessary when he came to get her.-_-FLASHBACK-_-Kiara had been sitting like a log in her room, nothing to do as usual. Her fingers kept running along the tiles of the floor, drawing something she could only picture in her head. That’s when he came, his steps so loud as h
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