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.

went” washing off the soap I turn off the water and push by him. He is

anything but weak! And not to mention she has survived out there for years,” he states and follows behind me

body on a towel I take in his

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 the enemies” I say and put on

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

sigh and sit down on my bed, dragging

her wasn’t right but I don’t want a new mate and I’m

a while, I have no appetite

roof and we have no idea why she was with the

found any trace of her. She has been gone for years and right now she turns up together

she one of

over to my door, just head down to the kitchen and make myself a cup

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

more black and blue than the usual color, her legs were broken and I

I wouldn’t

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

coffee I can’t make myself to open the door and walk

have been