Despite the ferocity of the snarl he sent her way, Kiara found that she was not afraid. It was only when he began to get his things that she felt anything close to fear. When she shifted, she found herself kneeling in front of him which was something he obviously didn’t like. Slowly, carefully, she stood. It didn’t really matter, either way he towered over her. However, on her two feet, the scar of her youth could be seen: a jagged, silvery line that stretched the length of her right side, hip to rib cage. The most prominent features at that¬¬ moment, though, were her watery gray eyes.
It was strange, that she should feel like crying. Why was that? She didn’t feel sad. Did she? Kiara shook her head trying to clear it of unnecessary thoughts. It took everything she had to speak her mind this time. “They were going to attack you, you know that right? How can I choose between my pack and a stranger? You would have killed them,” here she paused, her voice breaking. “These people raised me. I didn’t mean to take you so close… I wasn’t thinking.”
Again, she paused, not sure if she should continue. Did he actually want to know what she was thinking? Or was he only pretending the whole time? Biting her lip softly, she took her chance. “Please don’t go. Every time you leave, I feel like…” her hand found its way to her chest, over her heart. “It hurts. I don’t know why, but it feels like it’s killing me.”
He heard as she stood up. His rage still filed his whole body. ‘Why are you still here? Why do you care if something happens to me, what is it to you?’ he thought as he searched through his backpack. “They were going to attack you, you know that right? How can I choose between my pack and a stranger? You would have killed them,” He could hear as her voice began to brake, and his anger with it.. “These people raised me. I didn’t mean to take you so close… I wasn’t thinking.” The whole idea of them killing him was more appealing, and did he really look so horrible that she would automatically think him of a winner. Though his anger was smaller than before, he could hardly control the animal from bursting within him. As he finally found what he was looking for he tightly squeezed it in his hands, realising some steam. . “Please don’t go. Every time you leave, I feel like… It hurts. I don’t know why, but it feels like it’s killing me.” These words enraged him even more. How could one submit to another if he feels such a way to a third. His sceptic mind began to work its carnage in his head. ‘She’s saying this to lure you back in, next time you’ll follow her blindly, they’ll kill you or trick you to join as an omega.’ His instincts warned him. He had enough of all this, of everything. He slowly stood up, turning around he saw her staring at him, water in her eyes. Coldly he threw her his kilt and his brown sweater. “if you’re planning on staying human put this on, or would you prefer to stay butt naked. Either way, you should go back to your pack. Your mate is probably worried, and you can tell your alpha that your mission failed and I’m not coming back.” After he said that, he turned around, picked up his backpack and started to walk away. He hoped she would join him, no he prayed she would.
Kiara looked down to the sweater, which was more than enough to cover her whole body should she so choose, and was considering putting it on when he said something about her mate. At first, she thought about staying quiet and letting him go, but that same pang from deep in her chest told her that was impossible. Besides, he wanted her to speak? Then she would speak. “Mate? What mate?” She yelled after him. “Don’t walk away from me!”
She started after him throwing the clothes at him along the way. “Do you see a mark on me? Does it look like I have a mate?” At this she stood there, arms out, and though it was embarrassing she had to make this point. If she didn’t, he could leave. “Why do you think my pack cares about you? Some stranger that no one knows? What could they possibly want with you?” This time she looked down as she spoke, shaking her head. “Don’t you understand? All I’ve ever been taught is to submit… it’s all I know how to do anymore. I can’t leave. If you go, I won’t follow you.”
He turned around. “Well though I admit that I can’t see any mark, what you did, confused me and I though one of those pups was your mate to be.” His anger disappeared as she stretched out. Though another feeling filed him. For he never saw such beauty in a human form before, and the only thing more beautiful was the same person in her wolf form. He jumped to her, with his hands he put her arms around him, and his around her. Again like before his mind was at ease. The one difference from before was that this time, his heart finally managed to open up a way to his mind. Not a way, a highway. He knew what she said was truth and that she didn’t lie. The sincerity in her voice and deeds managed to stung him, at the thought of how he reacted. His heart was now screaming at him for the idiot he was, and why it didn’t listen to his heart before. ‘You’ve been silent for too long my friend, I even forgot your sound’ Dakeyras said to his heart in his mind. ‘Submissive you say?’ A small grin formed on his face. “If you are so submissive, how come you don’t have a mate? With that beauty of yours someone must have tried to mate with you, no? Well either way we can’t have a young female without a mate.” As he whispered that into her ear he took a long breath, his nose deep in her hair. “We’ll fix that” Saying it he pushed her down and bit her on the inner part of her left thigh. Only after that he realised what had happened.
Like before, Kiara froze as soon as he touched her. Her mind couldn't wrap itself around everything that was going on. She had thought he would leave, especially after she yelled at him, but here he was... wait. What exactly did he just do? Mouth open and eyes wide, she stared at the mark on her thigh in horror. The worst part? It was already healing. Kiara softly touched the mark and let out a gasp of disbelief.
"I don't..." Why would her body accept a mark from a stranger? Nothing was making sense, and it was overwhelming her. Another awful though came to her a moment later. What would her mother say when she found out she had let someone who wasn't her true mate mark her! A stranger who didn't even belong to a pack! She turned her wide eyes up to him as she realized there was something more frightening than her mother. "You can't leave! You can't mark-" her voice broke on the word, still unable to believe it, "I still can't go with you..."
Dakeyras sat there for a moment. ‘What have I done’ How could he let this happen. Although his heart was telling him he did the right thing he knew he screwed up. Why would he mark some female he just met? There’s no way he will stop traveling for the sake of this girl. Even less start a pack or join one. ‘What have I done’ the thought ran through his mind again. He knew what this mark meant and what problems it brings. How would he explain this to her pack, or even to himself? This was just insane, and the worst thing was that she accepted the marking. ‘You senile old fool, you have gone too far this time. What in the unforgotten realm of bullets and carnage do you plan on doing now’ He yelled inside his head as he looked up into the sky.
Kiaras voice struck him like a rock, bringing him back to present. The fear was visible on her face, and in her voice. “I don’t know…. I really don’t know… id ask you to go with me, but I guess its out of the question. I didn’t even….” Dakeyras was confused and to make matters worse he didn’t even know how to explain this to her. But he would, or at least tell her the truth. “I don’t know. It’s just when I hugged you a sudden rush filled my head and the need to make you mine. I don’t know what’s going on, but for some reason I can’t even trust myself with you. My heart, my instincts and even my mind is betraying me.” Then it hit him, a way to solve this, or at least make it less terrible. Excitement clearly over run him as he thought about it. In a flash he held her by the shoulders and looked into her eyes. He will fix this the way he knows best. “I have an idea, what if… I challenge your father for you, or your alpha or anyone. Whoever I must challenge to gain you.” Dakeyras was so out of his thoughts that he didn’t even consider losing or dying. Again his heart yelled at him. ‘Get her to be yours or try living without me beating’
Her eyes widened even more, something she didn’t think was possible, at the thought of him fighting Luke or her father. Luke would probably kill him, despite Dakeyras size, because he was ruthless and took no mercy. He would see him as unworthy of anyone, that or he would laugh at the thought of fighting over Kiara. He, like most of the pack, thought she was simple minded even if she always listened and never spoke out of turn. And her father…
Kiara quickly shook her head. “You can’t… I love my family. If you hurt him… I…” Suddenly tears filled her eyes at the thought of her father dead. “How would that solve anything? Then I would just be even more alone than I already am! Fix this! Take it back!” Her hands flew to her mouth again and she closed her eyes trying to calm down. It was so strange to her, that she couldn’t speak to anyone in her pack but she could yell at this man. Granted, he had just made her his made without permission and now probably planned on leaving her here.
Dakeyras looked at the ground, his mind frantically trying to fix what he managed to mess up so gallantly. “What if you just come with me…. You said that at your pack no one really cared for you, but with me it would be different. I promise.” He looked at her as innocently as possible. He felt like a small child, who’s power would be taken away, and all he could do was to wait and plea for a miracle. He couldn’t leave her, yet he can’t join any pack either, or at least he promised himself he won’t. This was a hard decision, but if she couldn’t decide to leave the pack then he would join it, but he would try to avoid it till the very end. Finally he gave in. The idea of living without her was out of thought. He would either continue his path with her or settle down with her. Understanding her meaning in his life, he gave up on the idea of letting her go. Although he knew how much she meant to him, he would not admit it to her under any circumstances. He opened his mouth to try and calm her down “I love you way to much to be without you, so please come with me.” The words didn’t quite form as he wanted, but then again, today nothing did.
“Love me? I’m a stranger! You’re a stranger! And you bit me!” Her palms pressed against her eyes as she tried to get her thoughts under control. It was probably harder for her, only because she only had her brain to work with, her instincts and heart were mostly blocked off. Kiara was never sure what thoughts were correct and which weren’t. “I can’t… I can’t go with you. I told you that. How could I? What do you do? Run around fighting everyone you see?”
This time, she pulled away from him, once again touching that mark that said they were mated. This could not be happening to her. The gods really did have a sick sense of humor. Kiara would never be wishing for anything ever again. Submissive. She needed to be submissive. He didn’t like it when she was, right? Maybe then he would decide he didn’t want her and find some way to get rid of all of this. Alright, Kiara. Do what you do best. Moving so that she was kneeling, she tilted her head to the side and exposed her neck to this man she barely knew. “I need to go home…”