KILLIAN’S POV
I hated weak people. I loathed anything or anyone that would make me weak. And I detested the fact that the new object of my loathe would be my own brother.
She had him wrapped around her fingers. If she said right, he didn’t dare go left. If she said yes, he didn’t dare say no. That was how much of a goner my brother was. He was still a good Alpha. He still had the interest of the pack at heart, but all his decisions were based on what benefited her and what didn’t.
One time, a pack member’s flower garden was wrecked cause he planted lilies. She was allergic to lilies. The pack member was compensated duly for his garden. But that level of madness was something I didn’t want to condone.
But most of all, I hated myself. For ignoring the pull, for wanting her to carry my mark, for wanting to scent her, for wanting to see her belly swelled up because she was breeding my pup, my mark scattered her silver stained body.
She thought that the silver marks made her ugly and unable to look at, but no. The marks defined her. They made her special.
I hated myself for being weak. I blamed her for making me lose control.
I had once thought that it was because I hadn’t been with a woman for a long time.
But hell no!!
My f*****g d**k refused to stand when it wasn’t around her. I had dismissed a girl who was fully naked as the day she was born simply because she had no freaking silver scars scattered all over her body.
I was f****d. Really f****d.
And feeling tempted, I marched myself towards the training grounds were Kieran was training our new recruits.
“Are we really going to ignore the elephant in the room and act as if everything is alright?”
I dismissed the recruits as I confronted Kieran, this wouldn’t be the first time we both had a confrontation about her. And with the way things were going, it wouldn’t be the last.
“Are we really going to go over this again?” He replied, anger dripping out of his tone.
I glanced at the pavement and watched the object of our discussion sitting there, sipping the juice I was sure he had mixed himself. The entire scenario made me question if this was truly the brother who had fought alongside me all these times.
“Can you listen to yourself? You lose all your senses whenever the matter concerns her. What if she’s the enemy we have to…”
“I dare you to finish that sentence. One more word against her and all hell will let loose. This pack will end up with one Alpha instead of two. And I won’t be the one who falls. That I can assure you.”
I watched him take his stance as his eyes darkened. My own brother, publicly challenging me.
“So we are really going to fight over a f*****g p***y. Do you know how traitorous this behavior is? What do you think the pack council will say? The entire pack will say? That their Alpha is so p***y whipped, he practically brings in a stranger and keeps her by his side like a prized possession.
Is that how freaking p***y starved you are that you couldn’t even investigate anything about her? You are nothing but a coward”
I didn’t finish up my sentence as Kieran transformed to his wolf and rushed to me. He pounced in the air with a ferocious power, his paws intent on snapping my neck.
Anger and another unidentifiable emotion gushing from his eye. I refused to fight my own brother so I simply dodged his attacks.
But Kieran was relentless. Each attack filled with an intent to kill, to wreck. He was blinded by his rage and lust that he refused to see reason. The main reason he was so whipped by her.
“Kieran stop”
Her voice echoed as she called out to him. He immediately stopped his attacks as he quietly crept to her with his head lowered. Like a cub who knew he had done something wrong. He grazed his body against her legs as he nudged her hands with his nostrils.
Such an attention seeking bastard.
“Can’t you see how much you are gone for her?” He growled at me before continuing his attention seeking tactics.
Even his wolf was worse.
Both acted like they hadn’t had a woman ever in their life. I angrily turned as I stormed out of the training grounds. I seemed okay but deep down, even my wolf longed to be around her. To curry favor the same way Kieran does it.
But I refused to. I refused to bend to the ways of a woman. I refuse to let this curse called love corrode me the same way it had my brother in its clutches.
Her scent flooded the entire place as I matched into the pack house.
“Killian wait.”
Now I was truly losing it. Cause why could I hear her voice calling out for me. Not him, me.
Yeah, I had officially lost it.
“f**k. Killian please wait”
Wait a minute, I glanced back and saw her running towards me as she held up her dress to avoid tripping.
“Why did you follow me?” I could barely hold myself in and my wolf was on edge.
“I wanted to talk to you”
“Do I look like I care what you want?”
“Can you calm down for a minute and actually hear me out?”
Did she just say hear her out? My brother was a goner, she had him wrapped around her dainty fingers and she still wanted me to hear her out.
“Leave” I hated my brother for bringing her back. I hated the moment of vulnerability I had that made me agree to this. f**k this all.
“Killian please”
I rushed to her as I wrapped my hand round her neck and placed my face above her pulse points, one snap and she was gone.
I could hardly hold it in as I sucked her neck hard, making her arch into me as she released a small moan. That sound was enough to trigger something in him as I attacked her lips.
She tasted so sweet. It was just like I remembered. I felt my d**k get hard as my pants tightened. f**k, Kieran was right to be obsessed. She was a f*****g wet dream turned reality.
I slipped my hands into her panties as I caressed her p***y lips. She was f*****g wet. Her nectar dripping onto my fingers as I brought them up to sniff her sweet scent.
“Fuckkk… Killian”
Her voice dragged me back to reality as I moved back with force.
What did I just do? I let myself get lost in her. Get drunk in her. As the thought sank in, I glanced at her puzzled face as I stormed off.
This was one mistake I would never allow for it to repeat again.