Despicable Mate novel Chapter 6

KIARA’S POV 

I trudged along the weather-worn path until my feet gave way. A scream escaped my mouth as I knelt to the ground. The sharp stones pierced through the flimsy material of my dress and skinned my knees but I didn’t care. 

They would heal while the pain in my heart would only magnify with every passing moment. 

The chirping of the crickets, the hooting of the owls, the clicking of the bats resounded in the stillness of the night. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a pair of golden eyes. 

A mournful howl echoed in the darkness as the large grey wolf bounded into the forest. I could tell that it was a werewolf. 

Tears flowed down my cheeks as I recalled the first time I shifted two years ago. The slapping of the breeze against my skin, the sense of liberation you felt while running in the woods were still fresh in my memory. 

The pain of unrequited love along with the suffering of not being able to shift was suffocating me. How I wished the darkness of the night consumed me too…

My hands trembled as I took off the locket around my neck and pressed the tiny lever at its back. The golden heart split open to reveal a tiny needle. One tiny prick and I could be free from all this suffering. 

A sudden vibration in my lap startled me and the locket dropped from my hands. Damn! It was my phone. Wondering how I managed to carry my purse along, I fished out my mobile. 

My heart skipped a beat when I saw the notification. Hadn’t Ariana confiscated Nivaan’s phone? How did he send me a message? 

My heart pounded against my ribs as I opened the message. 

‘Cuckoo… meet me near the fountain in the Common Ground.’

My heart fluttered as I read the message. Only Nivaan knew my nickname.

I jumped to my feet and started running back to the ground… The locket fell to the ground but I didn’t bother to pick it up. 

My lungs burned as I tried to run faster and faster. 

Damn! Why does the way become so long when you are in a hurry? After what seemed like ages, I finally reached the place. 

Thankfully the guests had left and the lights had been turned off. My eyes swept across the clearing as I tried to figure out where the fountain was. 

“Cuckoo… here…” a familiar voice sounded to my left. There he was standing in front of the glorious fountain. His face was partially covered by his hooded jacket but his quirky smile gave him away. 

I stumbled several times as I tried to reach him as fast as possible. 

A long, suffering groan escaped my lips as I pulled him into a hug. “NIvaan! I thought I would never see you again…”

He wrapped his arms around me comfortingly. “How many notes has my darling cuckoo composed?”

A sharp stab of pain coursed through my heart as I said in a shaking voice, “Just one tune… the tune of death…”

He pulled away and held me at arm's length. His eyes glazed over with tears as he said, “Listen to me very carefully. You are not allowed to give up. Do you understand? YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO GIVE UP!”