Kyan
Kaif growls menacingly in my head as I walk away from her. My mind and heart are at war with themselves, they constantly are, when it comes to Marabella. My very essence is calling out for her, my power calling on hers. I want to race back to her. Beg for her forgiveness, but at the same time, I hate her. She is too weak to handle my beast, which is precisely what Kaif is without my necklace. Although, I doubt he will ever be chained down again by my Talisman, especially now that he has been free for so long.
The first time I shifted, I was three. My father realized instantly that the stories of our bloodline were true. They weren’t stories, and I have been looking for a way to fix that mistake ever since. Distraught with my grief, I did the most foolish thing I ever could have done – I tossed my talisman into my father’s coffin. Burying it with him and unleashing Kaif. At the time, my emotional state drove me to do it. But what’s done is done, and I now have to live with the aftermath and consequences of that mistake.
Kaif is a force that could not be tamed; I barely hold on to my control as it is. I can’t put Marabella at risk. She almost brought him forward just by being near; he craves her. He wants her. For years, my Uncle and I have managed to keep him hidden.
The only other person who knows what I am is Jonah. He has only managed to get out a few times without my knowledge. Both times it almost cost my uncle’s life, and as he grows older, I have no choice but to entrust someone else with my secret. Jonah, I trust him with my life, so I let him out and showed him the monster living within me.
His reaction to seeing us was a typical Jonah reaction. After he picked his jaw up off the ground, of course, his smartass attitude came out. But did I really expect anything different from him? He is my best friend, my brother, and I know he is the right one to let in on this side of me.
“You look like a dog standing on two legs,” Jonah said, not fazed in the slightest by the eight-foot monster standing in front of him. We growled at him, and he waved us off.
“When you said your wolf was different, and you couldn’t let him out, I figured you were embarrassed. I expected you to shift into a cute little pomeranian. Not bloody bigfoot,” Jonah mocked. Kaif took a liking to him from then on.
So whenever I need to let him out, Jonah always comes to keep him in check and make sure he didn’t rip apart any neighboring towns.
I know he will be angry about me not telling him that Marabella is my mate. Jonah loves her, he always has, and I don’t want to upset him by knowing his best friend and the one person that hates her most is destined for her. It would hurt him. So, I tried to prolong the process of keeping the truth to myself. As long as she didn’t know, neither did he.
Marabella can undo all my restraints; she makes keeping my control unstable. She is unbalanced and far too weak to handle Kaif. I thought she would grow up strong, fearless, but the girl appears to be scared of her own damn shadow. It annoys me. She is far too brittle and this is a risk I’m not willing to take.
I let out a warning growl and a few Alphas jump out of my way. The next moment, Jonah appears out of nowhere and grips my arm. “What happened?” he asks, staring at me.
I have always hated people touching me; besides my Uncle, no one usually dared. Jonah, however, has no fear of me, and I have grown accustomed to his brotherly love and affection.
“Nothing, I need to get out of here,” I growl, my emotions creating havoc within myself.
“Kaif?” he asks, and I nod. It isn’t a lie, just not the complete truth.
“Do you need me to come with you?” Jonah asks as he scans our surroundings.
I shake my head. “No, just go check Marabella for me,” I tell him, and he pulls away, staring at me oddly.
“She should be fine,” I quickly add, but I know she isn’t.
I can feel her out of control power, festering and on the brink of eruption. She has no control over it; I can contain a Lycan, yet she can’t even control her power. She’s weak, fucking weak. I don’t even know why we were paired. We aren’t even compatible.
“What did you do?” I pull my arm from his grip, only for his hold to tighten. Would he really go against me for her? After everything we have been through, after everything he knows, he would fucking choose her over me? Just like my father chose her?
“She is fine; I didn’t hurt her, not physically anyway, so you calm the hell down,” I snarl harshly. Jonah growls at me, and I glare at him.
“I swear, Kye – if you have hurt her,” he threatens.
“You will what? Huh, what Jonah? What the fuck will you do?” I challenge him, forcing my aura out over him. “Now go run to your little bitch, and move out of my way,” I growl at him.
The words sting as they leave my lips and burn my tongue. However, the darkness tainting me sometimes makes hurtful things spill out of me. Jonah shoves past me, knocking me into the wall.
I don’t wait to see his reaction when he finds out. Kaif may just force control with my emotions already haywire, and the power that moves through my veins is already amplified, so I can’t risk staying here any longer.