I will never be yours by Melan pamp

Chapter 7

Kian pov

I was left alone after everyone left my office, I know they are angry and I just let them be. I know none of them will see it from my point of view.

I have been sitting in my office for the rest of the day and when evening came I decided to go up to my chambers and take a shower, need something to avert my mind from knowing she is inside the castle walls.

When I leave my office her mouth–watering scent hits my nose and all I want is to go into her room, I start walking closer to her room and come to stand outside. Can’t make myself open the door and walk inside.

“can’t stay away from her?” Declan’s voice comes to my ears and I sigh before turning around and seeing him leaning at the wall.

“Just wanted to know if she was alive!” I say and start walking up the stairs to my quarter. Hearing him walk behind me I just sigh, I know he will start to argue with me and try to have me change my mind.

Opening the door to my bedroom and walking inside I hear him close the door after him.

“she is alive but it’s not because of you! I don’t get you Kian. You got a second chance mate and you just tossed her away!” I start to take off my clothes and walk into my bathroom, ignoring him when I turn on the shower and get inside.

My shower doors opened and I just roll my eyes at him.

Why Kian?” He looks angry at me while I start shampooing my hair.

I turn off the water and push by him. He is one of my best friends and

weak! And not to mention she has survived out there for years,” he

my body on a towel I take in his

stands. She was captured with the rogues and didn’t corporate with Cannon when he interrogated her. For all, I know she could be one

of this kingdom and away from her family. She was left alone before her first shift for fuck sake! Who wouldn’t want to get revenge after that? Get a grip and man up Kian! She’s your fucking mate and you owe her big time” he says with anger in his voice before he walks out of my room and closes the door with a

my bed, dragging my hand

to her wasn’t right but I

for a while, I have no appetite for eating and I can

roof and we have no idea why she was with the

these years, none of us found any trace of her. She has been gone for years and right now she turns up together

she one

I walk over to my door, just head down to the

kitchen I’m alone and grateful for it, I don’t want to argue with anyone else tonight. Leaning at the counter while I wait for my coffee to be ready I see her heavily beat–up body in front of

and blue than the usual color, her legs were broken and I guess her back too. I couldn’t recognize

scent I wouldn’t have known it

kitchen, just going where my legs take

myself to

have been standing there