Talia's POV

It wasn't until more than two days after, before I had my next human contact.


In Vance's defense, there was actually surplus to eat, but the isolation was maddening.

I was never one to admit that I needed or depended on people, but that day, I admitted it to myself.

Being alone brought back so many ugly memories.


The most profound of them being when Kael left me at his cottage, to go meet his brother.

I remember how disappointed I was when he wouldn't let me go with him. He did eventually prod me into stayibacj, and I made myself comfortable.


I remember going through his diary, something I shouldn't have. I still regret it till tomorrow.

Maybe if I had been a little smarter and more trusting, it would have changed the string of events that eventually terminated in his death.

Tears pooled in my eyes as I remembered his naked bleeding body.

We had just started to get along, the sex was also very good. It felt like nothing could ever go wrong. I was already getting accustomed tolife in the wild, making do with the cottage and the surroundings.

I enjoyed being away from everyone but Kael. I knew I spent a shirt time with him, but I don't think I'd ever be able to forget him. Even though I'm sure he'd want me to. Stupid Kael, too sacrificing for his own good.

I begun to wonder weather Moon Goddess enjoyed pairing mates irrespective of whether they'd go along or not. There was no need to imagine my life with Kael if he was my mate, I lived it, life would have been sweet.

Ony for him to be snatched away from me by the cold hands of death.

Next, I was made to move straight on to a man I never knew. To make things worse, the man was my half brother, Landon's brother.

I just couldn't let Margo see me go mad as she explaines a lot of the messy history to me.

Ken and Landon were brothers. My dad ran with my mom, taking Landon and leaving Ken behind. At such a tender age, Ken became the Alpha and Landon had been very resentful ever since.

The ugly mask he wore the day he came to attack Vance and I at the hotel, the mask I saw on his rageddy table when I caught him and Nadia two days before, was the same mask Margo had described. Landon killed his brothers wife.

I got up, tired of all the thought running through my head and went to the bathroom. It was a delectable pink themed bathroom with a lot if mirrors and showers. One could hold a bathroom party in it.

It smelt like cleaning agents and had all sorts of sweet smelling feminine soaps in it.

I went back out to strip myself of the clothes I had been wearing for an uncomfortable amount of time. They were Isla's clothes that I brought from Silverhaven.

Taking things slow as there was no need to rush, I catwalked to the bathroom and took my time setting my bath. I turned on the water heater and gave it a little bit more time to work.

I then gave myself the job of smelling all the soaps and checking which one would resonate more with my mood.

I ended up choosy a very rosy smelling bar of soap. It was really gently and tender, a cream bar that was soft on the skin.

Letting myself inti the bath, I turned the hot water on and started to wash and massage my body at the same time.

I felt instant relief, physically and emotionally too.

I washed out my hair with some shampoo I picked out and felt how my hair texture went from being the hard, dry shrub I had carried for days, to being the beautiful luxurious hair I had always pride myself I having.

When I got done, I sat on down the on the floor, preparing to bawl my eyes out again. Then I heard a knock.

Grateful for whoever it was, I threw on anything I could find and jumped out.

I trudged out without footwear, scared at some point that I might slip on the very slim tiles and crack my skull.

The knock was just very perfunctory as I knew, whoever knew I was there must also have the key as I was locked in.

I sat and braced myself for whatever was going to be, taking one very quick glace around for what could be used as a weapon just in case the need arose.

It was Vance. I didn't even know how to feel about him, but I was at least content. I made sure I showed no emotions on my face as I rose to acknowledge him. He dismissed me with a wave of his hand and pointed back to the chair I was sat, so I just fell back on it again.

I didn't have to tell him to make himself comfortable, he knew too. He hung his coat on a rack I hadn't seen all my two days in the house.

He poured himself some whiskey and even asked if I wanted some when he saw that they were very much untouched.

'You haven't been eating." He said.

I was kinda glad that he noticed, he cared.

'There's no some much peace of mind to do that seeing that I had been locked in." I replied, without meeting his gaze.

From the corner of my eye, I saw him smirk, and I heard him too.

'It would just be a repetition if I told you I liked you fiesty." He said and drank up.

I was alone in a house with Vance. It's literally the next scariest thing after being alone with Nadia.

So many things could go wrong. He could find out who I really was, he could kill me, he could seduce me, he could rape me, he had ultimate power and it was just not good.

I kept reminding myself to take steady breaths. At that time the water on me had dried and my skin had begun to feel dry and hard.

I stood up to go in and get more pieces of clothes on.

'Don't you think what you're about to do right now is a bit, uh, what do they call it? Counter effective?" He had that very sexy smile that I used to pride myself in earning when we were together. When he was with just Talia.