Kaif huffs again before standing. He smacks his head on a shelf attached to the wall, and his arm whips out, hitting the shelf and smashing it off the wall, sending its contents everywhere. I flinch and he growls when suddenly the bed collapses. I yelp as it crashes to the floor.
“Damn fat ass, Kyan is going to lose his mind when he sees this mess,” Jonah says, while Kaif grips my arm to haul me up. He definitely doesn’t know his own strength; my feet dangle off the ground as he pulls me to eye level, then suddenly lets me go. I crash onto the ground, landing on my bottom. I groan, and Jonah gets up, glaring at him. Kaif curses and I swear I see him roll his eyes.
His huge hands reach for me, only Jonah slaps them away, and Kaif growls at him. Giving Jonah a pointed look. “Listen, bigfoot, I know you’re trying to be gentle,” Jonah air quotes with his fingers. “But you’re too big to be gentle, too quick. Do you understand?”
Kaif scratches his pointy ear, looking at me, and Kora presses forward. “She fell,” Kaif answers, as if he has no idea how that happened.
“Her feet weren’t on the ground; she isn’t a bird. She can’t fly,” Jonah tells him with disbelief. “You need to be careful, Kaif.”
“Where is Kyan?” I whisper to Jonah, and Kaif’s head whips down to me. I gulp under his gaze. Shit! Shut up, Marabella, I scold myself.
“He is gone; you stay with me; he wants to reject you,” Kaif says, and my chest restricts at his words. Kora whines loudly, and Kaif turns his head, staring at me. He studies me for a second.
“Your wolf, she doesn’t like me?” he asks.
“What?” I reply softly.
“She makes strange noises,” he says, pointing to his head.
“Not at you.” I shake my head lightly. Kaif might look like a monster, but he is not the one who hurt me.
“Your wolf hates the skin suit?” Kaif asks and I glance at Jonah.
Marabella
“He means Kyan,” Jonah tells me. I nod and look down as sadness envelopes me once again. Kaif growls while shaking, looking far too big to be in this room.
“He will get over it; it will work out,” Jonah adds confidently from behind me. I glance at him over my shoulder to find him making the bed. He dusts his hands.
“There, he shouldn’t notice,” Jonah announces, kicking a chunk of wood under the dresser, a satisfied look on his face. Oh, Jonah, he will definitely notice.
The door suddenly bursts open, and Rose rushes into the room before halting and looking up at Kaif. Her eyes widen with shock, and she takes a step away from him, her mouth open wide. If she wanted to say something, the moment is gone. Her scream hurts my ears, and Kaif covers his with his hands.
Rose’s eyes widen again, but this time it is like she is grasping what she is seeing. The noise cuts off, and her eyes roll into the back of her head before she faints.
“I not usually eat people, but I may reconsider if she makes that noise again,” Kaif says while rubbing his ears with a pained look.
“Well, if you met yourself, I am sure your reaction would be the same; now, you have no choice but to shift back. My sister will blab the first chance she gets,” Jonah says with a scoff.
He is right. Jonah shakes his head while I go check on Rose, who is sprawled out on the floor. I hope she will be ok, yet the moment I move to touch her, images of last night flit through my head.
The way her body lay limp on the ground as the man tried to undress her, his filthy hands pawing over her body, and the fear I felt for her. I can vaguely hear them behind me arguing when Kora’s memories flood mine, the way I killed that man, his blood coating my hands and arms.
Everything floods back to me. And my mind is a mess with emotions rising once again, creating havoc within. A hand touches me, and I jump, my claws slip out and tear through flesh as I move blindly.
I blink when I hear a groan, being pulled back to the present to see Kyan standing there with shorts on. His chest is slashed open. He looks down at the wounds, before they rapidly heal, quicker than I have ever seen a wolf heal before.
“Pull yourself together!” Kyan warns, and I see Jonah watching me beside him, a peculiar expression on his face while Kyan’s gaze only holds fury. He clenches his jaw.
Kora, unable to take the drastic changes between the Kyan from last night, to Kaif, and to the man that stands before us now, whines, then wanders off. And I feel sad for her. This is so confusing and a lot to take in. It is a constant back and forth, hot and cold, and I don’t know what to think or feel right now.
“Go clean yourself up while I take care of this mess,” Kyan growls, looking down at Rose, then staring at his bed like it is my fault his room is destroyed. My fault Kaif spooked Rose. That feeling of him hating me returns. The way he looks at me makes me want to get out of his sight, knowing he can’t stand me.
“What the fuck, man,” Jonah says, shoving him.
“You, I will deal with later,” Kyan spits at him, picking up Rose and walking out of the room.
“Are you okay?” Jonah asks with concern, but I don’t have time to answer, when Jonah’s phone rings, and he groans while watching Kyan leave. He pulls his phone from his pocket and glances at it. “It’s Casen; I need to answer this. By the way, you owe me an explanation as to why you and my sister were in the city in the first place,” Jonah says, his brow raised.
I chew my lip, wondering how angry Jonah will be with me when he finds out.