Classic Novel
Chapter 214
Kaia POV
The rest of the car journey I spent silent, my mind was going over everything that Samson had told me. How my own childhood had been a lie.
My blood keeps running cold at the thought of what we found at the Clear Waters pack, of what Samson says. How he had to watch the death of his own parents, how everything he did was both revenge and to keep me away from my Father...yet he was now dead. I'm not sure how I felt.
The old me might remember an innocent childhood with him, a childhood spent playing together...that past me would most likely mourn for him, most likely have tried to keep him alive.
To try and make him see sense.
But the new me...all I knew was what I had experienced myself.
"Alora and Ezra are at Jude's pack, I'll keep driving until we are there." Hector pulls me out of my own thoughts as his hand touches my thigh.
I tried to tell him, tell him how foolish I have been.
How I had trusted a stranger rather than my own mate. How I had fought against the mate bond out of spite, out of a determination of thinking I know better.
But I can't any more, I can't fight it any more.
"I can't fight it any more." I whisper out, more to myself as I let that call to sleep take me.
Arriving at Jude's pack, I groan out as I move my exhausted legs out of the car, I just wanted to sleep in a bed. But my sleepiness is snapped out of me when an anxious Alora runs towards me, flinging her arms
over me.
"I was so worried."
"I'm fine, we are fine."
"What happened?"
I should tell her, I should tell her of the lies my childhood were.
Of how, actually, she was better off being at a different pack. Not knowing of the events that occurred without us knowing.
"Kaia?" Her eyes took to me, her hand gently strokes the side of my face before strong arms wrap around me from behind, his nose sinking into the nook of my neck.
"In time Alora, she will tell you in time."
Jude claps a hand on Hector's pack, his relief in seeing his friend safe as we all start to head into theThis belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.
direction of the alpha house. Ezra also greets his Alpha, his eyes falling onto me before they give Alora a concerned look. It was only fleeting, but it was still there.
Questions, they are all asking questions.
What happened, where we were....how we managed to get out.
For the most part my injuries had healed but my eyes kept looking to Hector's arms...he'll have scars for life now from the silver chains. Chains that without me, he wouldn't have been held in...my haunted past that has impacted his future, my past that without me he wouldn't have been caught up in.
"Don't do that..." The room is loud yet I seem to concentrate only on one voice.
I need to sleep. I need to rest.
It his hands that trail up my arms before holding my hands in his that make me look solely at him.
"Don't blame yourself, you did nothing wrong. You have done nothing wrong Kaia, these pigs...they want to control you, they want to make you theirs. But you are mine and I will continue to fight for you until I bear your mark.
Make no mistake Kaia, you are mine and I am yours." His eyes hold such conviction, such strength that I find it hard to pull my own eyes away from him.
Even when Jude is growling at Edmund.
"What is it?" Ezra looks in between his brother and his old alpha.
A second aggressive growl emits from Jude, quite out of character, his eyes glazing over into a mind-link. "Jude?" Hector's back stiffens, his eyes finally leaving mine to cast a glance a Jude. This was Hector's best friend, the person he trusted the most in the world, his self-made brother.
Jude never got angry, he was always calm, always the voice of reason between the two of them....so why was he getting so angry.
"I'm sorry my friend, but I have just had to grant access to council soldiers." His voice is a mixture of a sigh and through clench teeth. "What?" Alora asks, taking a step towards me.
"They demanded entry...and they've come prepared." Jude's eyes look to Hector, sorrow within them.
"What for?"
"For Kaia." Jude sighs out as his eyes glare at me.