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.

don’t want a weak mate. Already had one and look how good that went” washing off the soap I turn off the water and push by him. He is one of my best friends and

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

my body on a towel I take in his

with Cannon when he interrogated her. For all, I know

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

down on my bed, dragging

but I don’t want a new

room for a while, I have no appetite

is here under my roof and we have no idea why

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

she one

just head

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.

scent I wouldn’t have

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

I can’t make myself to open the door and

have