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.

the soap I turn off the water and push by him.

weak! And not to mention she has survived out

towel I take in his

rogues and didn’t corporate with Cannon when he interrogated her. For all, I know

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

and sit down on my bed, dragging

I did to her wasn’t right but I don’t want a new

I’m ready dressed I sit in my room for a while, I

my roof and we

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

one of

door, just head down to

inside 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

than the usual color, her legs were broken and I guess her

I hadn’t smelled her scent I wouldn’t have known

cup and walk out of the kitchen, just going where my legs take me when I find myself standing in front of her door

on my coffee I can’t make myself to open the

know for how long I have been standing