Zique walked through his front door, hands stuffed in his pockets. His way back home seemed much longer than his way out, but perhaps it was because he was deep in thought; buried in a thick muddle of anxiety.He was a wreck and that was something he shouldn’t be. For years he had anticipated his death, the only thing he wanted before dying was a child and it was suppose to be the same now.However, it wasn’t. He didn’t want to die, his thoughts were completely different from back then because somebody else was included in them. Kiara...he kept thinking about her despite the fact that he shouldn’t.How would she feel after his death?What would she do?He had two days left to live, he knew that the only thing he should be thinking about was an heir and yet his head was full of someone who’s love couldn’t even save him from his curse.Sighing, his steps led him further into the house and then into the living room where he heard Gabe’s and Damion’s voice.As usual, they were sitting co
Zique laid and watched as the darkness around him turned into light. He didn’t sleep, he couldn’t. There was too much on his mind; the pack and of course Kiara.He was contemplating just what to do and how to do it. It was hard, he didn’t know what or rather who to care for more. The pack or Kiara; one of the two had to get hurt depending on his decision, and that’s exactly what made it so hard for him.He had hurt Kiara so much in the past, he shouldn’t even be thinking of hurting her again, but he was an alpha, his pack was suppose to be put even before himself.She had to be the one who got hurt...but he really didn’t want to hurt her anymore.Sighing, he turned to look at her beautifully sleeping form. She’ll probably cry more today than she did yesterday...his poor, little innocent princess...she’ll hate him.Shuffling closer, he clung to her, feeling pitiful, helpless and anxious. He loved her so much, she was the very reason why he wanted to live, to change his future and yet t
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