It’s been one week.
One week since Kira found out that her mates were cursed. One week since she had last seen them and one week since the anger in her kept increasing.
Kira was currently in the Pack’s hospital, dressed in a simple yet elegant outfit as she walked through the hallway. Despite her anger at her mates, she did what she had to do.
She stopped by one of the rooms, smiling softly as she wanted to check on a pregnant woman she knew.
The woman had been having some complications with her pregnancy and had to come to the hospital to be checked. Now she was resting on one of the beds, and Kira walked up to her, her hand resting lightly on the woman’s shoulder. “How are you feeling today?” she asked soothingly, still smiling at the woman.
“Luna,” the woman smiled up at Kira, “I am fine, feeling much better. You always check up on me, I am grateful.”
“There’s no need for that. I am just happy that you are feeling much better. And make sure to get plenty of rest and avoid stress. Okay?” Kira said gently to the woman, who nodded in response.
“Good,” Kira muttered, rubbing the woman’s shoulder softly before turning to a nurse who was also in the room.
“Do we have everything we need? How are the supplies in each ward? Are we fully stocked?”
“Yes, Luna,” the nurse answered, “But can I please check again? Just to be sure. I don’t want to make mistakes.”
“Of course,” Kira chuckled, noticing the nurse was a bit nervous. “When you do check again, just let me know. You can bring it to me or have someone do it.”
“Yes, Luna. Thank you!”
“Very well then,” Kira said to both the nurse and the pregnant woman before leaving the room.
“Luna Kira, Luna.”
Kira heard someone call out to her as she walked through the hallway. She stopped and turned, watching as a different nurse approached her. “Yes?”
“Luna,” the nurse began, “Beta Ryker is waiting for you outside. He said it’s important.”
“Thank you,” Kira said, giving the nurse a short nod.
Wondering what Ryker had come to see her for, she made her way to the hospital entrance.
Ryker stood just outside the entrance, patiently waiting for Kira. His eyes met hers as soon as she stepped out.
“They are in the living room,” he said simply.
Kira’s heart sank. She knew exactly what and who he meant. Her jaw tightened, and without saying anything, she began walking back home.
“Kira, I know you are upset…” Ryker started cautiously as he followed her closely behind.
“I know you want to save your best friends,” Kira interrupted him sharply. “But that is not happening.”
“Smh,” Ryker sighed, his steps slowing slightly. “I told them about this, about keeping her in the dark, but did they listen? No they didn’t,” he said to himself inwardly as he could feel her anger.
By the time they reached the mansion, he stopped, rubbing the back of his neck. “You three should just please sort it out and if you still need me to hold them down for you to punish them, I’m only a link away,” he muttered before turning to leave.
Taking a deep breath after Ryker left, Kira went inside. Ryker had informed her earlier that they were in the living room, and so she went straight into the living room.
Her eyes immediately found her mates, standing at the far end of the spacious living room, and she could not believe her eyes. There they were… looking so innocent or maybe not. They also looked tense and for Kira, that was good. They should be tense.
She stopped at the doorway, watching their faces. She saw the mix of regret and unease as their eyes met hers.
For like five minutes, no one said anything.
The tension in the room was suffocating as her gaze bore into them. If Kira could shoot bullets with her eyes, Bryan and Aiden would be long gone by now.
“Kira,” Aiden started, his voice soft but strained. He turned and looked at his brother, not sure of what to say.
Their eyes were filled with guilt and Bryan stepped forward slightly, wanting to say something, but the words didn’t come.
Kira’s patience had already worn thin since a week ago and before either of them could speak further, she walked up to them.
Her steps were fast, and her expression was unreadable as she approached and slapped Bryan hard across the face. Aiden barely had time to react before she turned to him and slapped him just as hard.
Both men’s eyes widened in shock, but those wide eyes were still on Kira.
“For how long? How long were you both going to keep this away from me?” Kira demanded, her voice trembling with anger and hurt. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as tears threatened to spill from her eyes. “Tell me!”
But Bryan didn’t say a word. He just stepped forward and gently pulled her into his arms, embracing her tightly.
“What are you doing?” Kira asked angrily as she immediately stiffened. “Let go,” she warned, her hands coming up to push against his chest.
But he didn’t.
“Let go of me,” she hissed as she tried to twist out of his grip and push him away. “Bryan, let me go!”
“No,” Bryan said softly. “Not until you know how sorry I am.”
He held her tighter, his arms wrapping around her smaller frame as she struggled. “I’m sorry, love,” he murmured against her skin, pressing a light kiss to her forehead. “I’m so sorry.”
“Sorry?” She scoffed, but still kept pushing at him in frustration. “You kept it away from me and I had to find out that way? Everyone else knew except me. I was worried, scared because my mates were acting so… so different, and you think sorry will make up for this?”
“Just stop it! You don’t get to-” she began, but was cut off when she felt his lips press another kiss to her temple.
“Kira please, baby, I’m sorry,” he whispered again. He continued holding her, pecking her forehead again and again. “I’m sorry. Please, forgive us.”
Kira’s struggles slowed, and she let out a shaky breath, her hands just resting on his chest. She didn’t try to push him away anymore, but a single tear escaped.
“You should have told me,” she sniffed.
“I know,” Bryan said softly, rubbing her hair.
“I am still angry,” she muttered, but didn’t pull away.
“I know love,” Bryan said, pecking her forehead and hugging her more. “And you have every right to be.”
Kira allowed herself to lean into his chest as she sniffled some more. “You don’t know anything,” she told him.
“I don’t,” he agreed with her, smiling softly as he rubbed her back. “Just hear us out, please.”