_Mira’s POV
I felt so weak as I leaned against Killian for support. My legs were shaky, and my body ached all over from the medications and the exhaustion. My thoughts were a mess, and my heart felt heavy. Killian was holding me carefully, his arm around my waist, but I couldn’t help the mix of emotions that swirled inside me.
I hadn’t forgiven him for everything he had done to me, not even close. The pain of his rejection still cut deep, but I was grateful he had saved me from Aaron. I didn’t know how to feel about him now.
And then there was that old woman. Her words kept replaying in my mind.
*A spell has been cast on you to lock your powers…*
*Your parents did it to protect you…”
*From the man who wants to sacrifice you.*
My parents had known about Aaron. They must have known he was dangerous. Why hadn’t they told me? What else had they hidden from me?
I needed answers.
Killian helped me into the car, buckling me in as if I were fragile. He was being so gentle, so careful. His touch was soft, and his voice was quieter than I had ever heard it. It wasn’t like him. This wasn’t the Killian I knew- the one who had rejected me because of Sophia, my sister, the woman he loved.
I couldn’t understand him. Why was he acting this way now? What had changed?
As he slid into the driver’s seat, he glanced at me. “Are you comfortable?” he asked softly.
I nodded. “Yes.”
He started the car, and we began the drive back to the pack. The road stretched out before us, but my mind was racing with questions. I couldn’t even focus on the passing scenery.
Why did Aaron want to sacrifice me? What did my parents know about him? Why hadn’t they warned me? And Killian–what was going on with him? Why was he suddenly so worried about me?
He tried to talk to me, his voice light, as if he were trying to keep things normal. “It’s a nice day,” he said, glancing at me briefly. “The sun is out. It’s been a while since we have had weather like this.”
“Yes,” I replied, keeping my voice flat.
He paused, clearly searching for something else to say. “Do you want to stop somewhere on the way back? Maybe get something to eat?”
“No.”
I didn’t want to talk to him. I didn’t want to spend more time with him than I had to. He was the reason everything in my life had fallen apart.
If Killian hadn’t rejected me, I never would have run away. I never would have met Aaron. My whole life could have been different.
But now, here he was, acting as if he cared. Acting as if I meant something to him. Where was all this
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concern when I needed him before?
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I looked out the window, ignoring him. The trees and hills blurred together as the car sped along the road. My mind kept going back to the old woman’s words.
I needed to see her. I needed to know the truth.
Killian cleared his throat, his voice breaking the silence. “Mira, I know you have been through a lot. I just want you to know that I am here for you. If there is anything you need, just tell me.”
I didn’t respond. What was the point? He wasn’t here for me before. Why should I believe him now?
“Mira,” he said again, his tone softer. “Are you okay?”
I turned to him then, my voice sharper than I intended. “Why are you doing this, Killian? Why are you acting like you care?”
His hands tightened on the steering wheel, and I saw his jaw clench. “Because I do care,” he said, his voice
low. “I know I have made mistakes, but I want to make things right.”
“Make things right?” I repeated, my voice shaking. “You can’t undo the past, Killian. You can’t take back what you said, what you did.”
“I know,” he admitted, his tone filled with regret. “But I can try to fix things now.”
I shook my head, looking away from him again. I didn’t want to hear it. I didn’t want his apologies or his guilt. None of it could change what had happened.
The rest of the drive was silent. I could feel his eyes on me from time to time, but I didn’t meet his gaze. I
couldn’t.
When we finally reached the pack territory, Killian helped me out of the car. I tried to pull away from him, but my legs wobbled, and I stumbled. He caught me instantly, his arms strong around me.
“Careful,” he said gently.
I wanted to tell him to let me go, but I didn’t have the strength. I hated feeling so weak, so helpless.
He walked me to the house, his grip steady and sure. When we reached the door, he paused. “Do you want me to stay? I can make sure you are settled before I go.”
I shook my head. “I’ll be fine.”
He hesitated, his eyes searching mine. “Mira…”
“Killian, just go,” I said, my voice tired. “I need to rest.”
He nodded slowly, stepping back. “If you need anything—”
“I’ll manage,” I cut him off, closing the door before he could say more.
Inside, the house felt quiet, almost too quiet. I sank onto the couch, my body heavy with exhaustion but my mind wouldn’t stop racing.
Killian’s sudden concern confused me. He had been so cold, so distant before. He had rejected me, broken me, and now he wanted to act like he cared? Why?
Was it guilt? Did he feel responsible for what had happened to me? Or was it something else?
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And then there was the old woman. Her words haunted me.
*Your parents locked your powers away to protect you…*
*The man who wants to sacrifice you….*
46 Points >
I needed to talk to them. I needed to know what they had done and why. Had they really kept this from me? Had they known what Aaron wanted all along?
The questions were endless, and they left me feeling restless, uneasy. I couldn’t just sit here and do nothing.
I thought about the old woman again. She had told me to come to her cottage, that she could help me unlock the truth. Could I trust her? Did I even want to?
I didn’t know, but a part of me felt like I had no choice. If there was even a chance she could give me answers,
I had to go.
But not now. Not yet. My body was too weak, and my mind too scattered. I needed to rest, to gather my strength.
For now, I would try to push everything aside to focus on healing. But I knew that I wouldn’t be able to stay away from that old woman for long.
She held the key to my past, to the truth about my parents, about Aaron, about everything.
And I needed to know.
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