Isla's POV.
I forced the cage door open and ran.
Wet feet rubbing against the cold earth. My hair being ripped by the wind. The night swallowing me whole.
Heart breaking, I pushed forward with branches in my right arm. It was all about moving quickly, not worrying about where I ended up. Away from the rebels, away from him.'".
A scream was heard in the distance.
No.
My legs were slowed down, and my lung was made to burst. It was exhausting. I brushed away the painful pain in my shoulder from the damn mark.
Run. Just run.
A few more steps—.
Afterward, I collided with something firm.
A hard chest. My arm was seized with force by my muscled form before I could even get to the ground.
I felt a sudden burst of gas. My body locked up.
No, no, no—.
“Isla.”.
Not Kieran.
As I looked up, my breath became caught in between.
Golden eyes. Wild. Furious.
Liam.
My waist became more secure due to his grasp.' His voice sounded harsh. "What are you up to?".
“I—” My voice failed me.
I had not yet completed the task of thinking.'
For months, I hadn't laid eyes on him. Not since—.
He pressed his fingers against my flesh and said, "Isla.".
"I had to exit my vehicle. My breath arrived quickly and unevenly. "Kieran," I'm told.
The name made his whole body stoic.
And then—.
A shift in the air. A perilous figure with a dangerous and strangled appearance.
My stomach dropped.
Before I knew what to do - Liam turned around.
And there he was.
Kieran Vale
The Rogue King.
Bright silver eyes sparkle under the moonlight. A grin on his cheek.
"Tsk," he said in an almost amused tone. He then gestured his hand to himself. "I requested you to remain put, little wolf.".
My throat tightened. I stepped back but Liam’s grip didn’t loosen.
His speech was muted and unenthusiastic. "You criticized her."
Kieran's gaze flickered at him. "What the hell is it about?" asked.
Her grasp became swollen with pain. "She'll be mine.".
Something flickered across Kieran's face. Amusement? Annoyance? I couldn't tell.
He exhaled. ‘You ought to have held her better.’
"I want to kill you," Liam said with a loud rasp.
Kieran chuckled. “You could try.”.
The air grew thick. Tense.
They both had an energy that was like a storm about to break through.
This wasn't good.
"I called out, Kerry." My voice sounded uncertain. "Just release me.".
His gaze snapped to mine.
“No.”.
My heart pounded.
"You don't have her, Liam." I was joking around.
Kieran raised his eyebrows. "And she's with you?".
The sound of Liam's jaw crackling filled with the thought that "She'd be someone else.".
Kieran's smirk faded. The silver eyes of him became dark. "She's now."
A shiver ran through me.
Liam was in a state of fear, with his wolf dangerously close to the ground. "Like hell.".
"You're aware of how this works, golden boy," Kieran sighed and seemed almost exhausted. I couldn't help but smile. She's marked. My claim holds.”.
She didn't pick you, Liam growled firmly.
Kieran had a slow-moving, carefully constructed and bent lips. "Choice, trust me.".
Rage flashed across Liam's face. His breathing became suffocating, his hands clasping tightly.
I stepped between them. “Enough.”.
Neither of them moved.
I swallowed deeply. "I decided to leave." I looked at Kieran with a trembling voice, concluding that I was not my own being.
His expression remained the same. “I have no obligation to take you.” His gaze shone towards my shoulder. "The mark is enough.".
Heat burned beneath my skin.
Liam growled. “If you think—”.
Kieran's gaze widened as he stated, "This isn't your battle."
Everything in Liam’s body was shaking like hell. ‘Like hell it doesn’t even make sense.
Kieran shook once more, almost feeling uninterested. "Just make it simple." His voice softened. “She is with me.”.
He
Liam slowly stepped out. "Over my deceased self.".
Kieran returned his smile: 'That can be done.
My breath hitched.
No, no, no.
They were on the verge of tearing each other down.
I grabbed Liam's wrist. “Don't.”.
He looked melancholic and desperate. "Isla," I heard you say.
“I am capable of dealing with this.” My voice sounded almost inert. “Leave me alone.
He had a closed jaw. "You're not present for long with him.".
Upon seeing Kieran, I hesitated and contemplated whether or not to leave the situation.
He had a hint of approval in his eyes.
"Okay, absolutely." He chuckled. "I'm a sensible person.".
Liam made a sharp expression. "Bullshit.".
Kieran hummed. “Test me, then.”.
Liam's hands curled into fists.
Back at him I pleaded: ‘Please.
But then, he just stood there in silence for one moment. Didn't speak.
Then, his jaw clenched.
A muscle spattered out in his temple.'
"I'll come back for you." His voice was squeaky.
Dangerous. A promise.
The lump in my throat was swallowed against my will.'".
“I know.”.
He alternated between his golden eyes and mine for a second, then vanished into the distance with only one eye remaining.
Silence.
I caught sight of Kieran before turning around.
A quick grin ran down his face, gripping his lips. "A smart girl.".
I hated him.
And worse?