Talia's POV

Kaels lips come crashing down on mine in unrefined pleasure.


Maybe I want to fight it, maybe I don't.

He takes his lips off as soon as I was done being star struck and looks me square in the face for whatever reaction I would have.

I'm sure he's partly expecting me to slap him across the face and storm out with the annoyance of being defiled against my consent, but I'm not.


I'm sitting there like a wet puppy, in his undecided arms.

Staring at him stupidly too doesn't help the situation, as I see, he's getting a little unnerved.


'Say something." He said, still staring at me.

That brings me back from my reverie, albeit partly.

'What do you want to hear?" I asked him back on reflex.

He lets out an annoying chuckle that gives away the fact that he knows I'm still in awe.

'I thought you were tougher." He jabs, trying to hold back his laughter.

I feel like a fool for putting a smile on his sexy charming and annoying chiseled face, but it has happened already, all I need to do, actually, is get myself out of this situation.

'I want to be alone." I told him with what was left of my voice.

'You can," he said, looking straight into my soul.

'Then make it happen." I said rudely, prodding him as his stance was still unshaken.

'...just not here." He added, and I got the memo.

This is something I can't run from. What exactly does Kael want? To leave me high and dry? One minute I'd be happy and ecstatic, and the next I'd be frustrated and unsatisfied?

'So you are not kind after all." I challenged him. 'This is why you kept me even after knowing that I wasn't Isla." That seemed to evoked something in him.

He moved back with a sudden jerk, his face falling to a very grave frown.

'You mention that name one more time, and I'll send all your fucking teeth flying out of your mouth." He said angrily, breathless. 'You would not count it such a blessing to have been given her body."

It would be stupid of me to deny that it did not send chills down my spine. An angry wolf is not just dangerous, but lethal.

Not even Moon Goddess would stop me from dying.

I've seen him act on his emotions before and I don't want to see it again.

The sudden remembrance of him tearing past the cottage door, right after evading a threat to his life in search of his long lost love who he thought he had found. I definitely don't want to see him with that energy against me.

I'm torn between apologising and retracting what I said, staying in the uncomfortable silence, or walking out. But walking out to where?

In my musings, I remember I still have Kara. It's been such a long while since we spoke, relatively.

But if I tried that now, Karl would probably be able to intercept.

Normally, the strongest of wolves ice seen could intercept just the mindlink between two different wolves, and not one speaking to their wolf.

But I can sense, something just tells me, that Kael is much more than all the wolves in Moonstone, Vance inclusive. Vance? My mate! Where is he? I have to find my way home!

It's the most logical escape from all this.

'I want to go home." The words fall out of my mouth faster than I could control. I sure do remember my pack. Kael could help me with figuring out where it is and how to get there, hopefully.

'Remember what happened the last time you were out on your own?" His look brightened, as the sadist he is. Causing pain made him happy.

'Yeah, I do. I also remember home and that is where I want to be." I threw back.

'Well, be my guest." I see him hiding an imminent outburst of his long throaty laughter.

'I am, and it's not going well. That's why home calls." I replied to him boldly, eliminating the chances of his laughter.

He looked confused for a minute before grasping what I meant.

The air changed. His aura too.

'Fuck you." I expected more from his over five minutes of contemplation.

'That's all you have?" I prodded him, sarcastically.

' I hate you." He added.

'I know that, any more?" I really do not know where this boldness is coming from, but I definitely do feel very bold, and I'm proud of myself.

He surges forward towards me and stop at just a hair's breadth from my face. I'm closing my eyes and expecting the worst to happen.

He'd probably beat me up and open my already healing wounds back, or kill me, either way, I stood up to him.

Does that really matter though? I mused to myself as I'm expecting Karl to lose control…

I opened my eyes to seeing him just standing over me, in the exact same position, but a different look.

'Go." I said.

'No." He replied.

Back to the silence and suspense.

Just now, my eyes are open. Each watching out for the others next move, just staying still.

Maybe he is expecting me to offer more resistance, maybe I should.

What is holding me back?

'I don't want you to leave." He said.

If I didn't feel his warm minty exhale over my face, I would have sworn I was delusional.

Did Kael just say what I had just heard?

I'm so lost on how to react.

Remember, composure…

He doesn't seem as solid and rigid as he was a few seconds ago.

Where is this coming from? Did I even hear well? When did he make up his mind?

I feel his hands tilting my face to meet his.

I let my neck not resist, following his lead. He stops when our eyes are on the same level.

His eyes are gentle and prodding. It's the first time I'm looking at him this close up. Apparently, his perfect skin is really so perfect. His green piercing eyes are having their effect too. It's not much longer I can hold up before cracking down.

'Say something." He's not begging, I know that.

At the same time, it's such a thrill. The past five minutes have given so much more boost to my ego than walking out on him could have ever done.

He moves back. In one swoop he grabbed all he brought in and went back out, making me feel bad for not saying anything to him.