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Kiara's POVThis was so not happening. I blinked but Damien was still right in front of me, choking Kaylan. "Damien, what's wrong?" Kaylan choked out his fingers prying at Damien's to no avail."Damien! Let him go!"He ignored me. Naturally. His grip on Kaylan tightened. Kaylan could no longer speak and I could see him turning red. It seemed like Damien had forgotten that this was his friend that he held like this. So tight that he could kill him. "Damien, please you will hurt him. Let him go." I placed my hand on his arm, my tone insistent hoping to get to him.His hazel eyes now a deep impenetrable black slowly slid to and locked gazes with mine. "Please." I begged earnestly. This was my fault. I shouldn't have let him kiss me. I should have been firm. If I had known Damien would see us maybe I… If he killed him, it would be on me.Relief flooded me as I watched some colour bleed into the darkness of Damien's eyes as he regained control over his wolf.He let go of Kaylan who cru

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Kiara's POV. My stomach tightened with hunger pangs but I ignored it. The thought of going downstairs was too embarrassing and humiliating. It had been a day since King Damien had tossed me inside the bathtub like I was an errant animal to be handled.My initial anger and thirst for vengeance had now faded to embarrassment especially when Kaylan had come knocking to see me and I couldn't fit the life of me get myself to stand up and open the door. I thought of the kiss and how dead I had felt during it only coming alive when I thought of King Damien. No. There was no way I could let myself do something like that again with Kaylan. I knew that wasn't the only reason he came here. With the way King Damien dragged me out he would have been worried for my safety but letting him into my rooms when I knew we didn't feel the same way about each other would be wrong. My stomach rumbled again and I twisted. Maybe I should head downstairs. But the thought of seeing King Daimen again befor

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Kiara's POVKeturah knew a way to get me home. I wondered why I didn't feel more elated. I thought of Damien and his confusing behaviour, the thought of the daily humdrum of sitting in this room and doing nothing. I couldn't go back to Dorian's palace after being humiliated so soundly. There was only one place to go. Home to my dad. Tears filled my eyes."I'm ready. I want to go home. "I was tired of this life and my complicated feelings for Damien.Keturah looked at me. "Get ready. You leave tonight. Remember if you are caught, I had no hand in this." She hesitated. "Try not to be caught."I grasped her hand. "I will. I promise. Thank you for everything."*********It was night and dark and cold. I tightened my cloak around me as I moved quickly. Keturah had been true to her words. I was out. It hadn't been easy but I had done it. I had escaped with the garbage meant to be disposed of. Keturah might have been concerned about the king catching us but she had arranged everything so

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Kiara's POVWhen I woke up, Damien was seated on a chair next to my bedside. He was asleep. I was alive. I was alive. How? I could not believe that I had been saved by King Damien.An attempt to straighten up revealed I was far from fully healed. Wincing through the pain, I sat up. My side felt tight and dull pain tore through my leg. I recalled the hopelessness of the fight. How certain I had been of sure death. King Damien had saved me. Again. It would seem like he wasn't the villain that I always made him out to be. He even went a step further by staying here waiting for me to wake up when he could have gone to his bedroom to rest. He was a good person.I recalled the Bait situation and the way he manhandled Kaylan for touching me. Okay so maybe he wasn't a completely good person but I owed him my life. More than once now. He looked so hot even while he was asleep in a torn shirt that had numerous blood stains. My blood I realized. His dark hair fell over his face covering

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Kiara's POVI relaxed in bed and turned to the side, lifting the side of my cloth off. His hands felt cool and tingly against my skin and I shivered slightly. "Does that hurt?"No, it did the opposite actually but I couldn't say that so I just shook my head. "It's fine."Damien touched the edges of my wound carefully as though he was afraid of hurting me even more. My eyes shifted from the injury to his face. His perfect jawline, his straight nose and his unusually dark lashes were longer than I had ever noticed."Take a picture.""What?" I was baffled. "If you want to keep staring at me so well you might just take a picture."I flushed and looked away. "Don't think highly of yourself. I only wanted to avoid looking at the injury to my side.""Sure." He sounded like he was just humouring me. "I'll see your leg now."He lifted the duvet exposing my bare legs and for some reason, I felt hot. My leg didn't look as bad as I expected it to be already. My wolf healing genes were kicki

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Kiara's POVIf I had known the answer to that question, my life would be way simpler and filled with less theatrics. And way fewer kisses and almost kisses that messed with me. "Nothing." I said casually. A little bit too casually. "Nothing?" Kaylan deadpanned. "Yes, nothing." I folded my arms. "Why do you sound so disbelieving? The only relationship between us is that of a captor and his captive."I thought of the kiss Damien and I had literally just shared. That label was no longer strictly true but I didn't know how to define the truth anymore.Kayla didn't seem to buy my explanation. Damn him. I just wanted to have one minute without thinking or talking about Damien. Was that too much to ask for? Apparently, it was because Kaylan continued speaking. "I have never seen him act so possessive with anyone. Captive or not.""Does he usually have many captives that stay in the main palace?" I asked intentionally obtusely. "No… but it… never mind." Kaylan swallowed. "So if you aren'

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Kiara's POVThe stupid dress was refusing to get zipped and I was so over it. Why was I wearing a dress? Well to go on a date I wasn't even interested in going on. Why was I going on a date I wasn't interested in?Because I was tired of pining for someone who didn't give a damn about me. How did I know he didn't give a damn about me?Well, because when I asked him to leave the room, he had. He could have stayed. Begged me or even attempted to sway my decision but no he had something so important to do that he couldn't stay. He couldn't.To make matters worse he had given his stamp of approval for this date. Or so Kaylan had excitedly told me. I hated him so much. How could he hand me off to his friend as though I was a cargo to be gotten rid of?The zip refused to budge. I was done. I would tear this fucking dress off and then I would tell Kaylan I couldn't go on the date due to a wardrobe malfunction."Allow me." Damien whispered then he zipped me up. Wait, where had he come fro

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Kiara's POVI arrived in front of the palace feeling uncertain yet eager. I didn't know what I was going to say to King Damien. I began to pace, my heart racing. What was I going to say or do? Maybe I could start by saying…"Hi so by the way I think I just realized that I am insanely attracted to you and I don't know what to do."Or maybe I could say"Damien, you were right. I can't get you out of my head. I hope you feel the same way because I'm not sure I can continue like this."No, that was too tacky. Aha. Better yet I could say…"Damien. Fuck me."Okay, maybe not that last one. It was too forward and presumptuous. I couldn't imagine even saying that to him… at least not right away. I think. Now where could I find him? He would probably be in his office doing kingly duties that didn't involve stalking me. Well, I was going to interrupt that. I walked towards the staircase only to hear a crash from the dining table and a loud female moan that sounded suspiciously like Keturah.

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KETURAH'S POVI wasn't going to get angry.Rather I couldn't afford to show my anger to Damien. He would see it as me being unnecessarily clingy and overreacting.Which I was not. Which I couldn't allow myself to be. That was the entire reason he always came back to me, you see. I was the intelligent sexy Lycan woman who didn't care about his dalliances. I didn't try to make him put a label on our relationship and of course, we were extremely sexually compatible. I was basically his dream come true. I would know since I tailored myself down to his needs and preferences. I had fallen in love with him almost immediately after I had met him plus I would be the queen of the Lycans. Who could say no to that?And so I turned a blind eye to his fault and other women. But the one thing Damien didn't understand was that the reason I had understood his flings with other women in the past was because they were just that. Flings.Meaningless sexual encounters that couldn't hold a candle to wh

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BLACK WOLF PACKDorian's POVMy life was hell. It had been held from the moment I had stubbornly rejected Kiara to mate with someone I didn't even know. It had been a rough couple of months. Ashly 'my mate' was lazy, spoiled and extremely selfish.She acted well enough in front of my parents and the council members so much so that they wouldn't believe that this wasn't her true nature. I refused to touch her after discovering that she had used whiteshades to deceive me into mating with her so she took it out on our staff. Any female servant that so much as looked at me was suddenly found guilty of theft, and betrayal and promptly executed or cast out. I hadn't noticed until all my female attendants requested to be swapped out for males. I confronted her about it and she wasn't even a little bit remorseful. "Dorian, what else can I do?" She had stared up at me blinking her innocent-looking green eyes at me. "You don't even look at me. I need to get your attention somehow."I cou

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