Chapter 29

Tiara POV:

I take control, pulling Kate back. This slut slapped me. I whirl my head to the side before looking back at her straight in the eyes.

I snickered loudly.

"I let you walk over me. Kate keeps letting you do whatever you like, but you have crossed all the lines, and it now is time for your punishment."

"You should learn how to talk to your future queen," she says proudly.

"Why don't we all see who is best here?" I ask calmly, even if I feel like ending her worthless life. "You set up a fight with Kate, right, but it was postponed until Kate got better. Since Kate is better and I am here now, why don't we end what you started?" I say mischievously. "What do you think, Lawrence?" I ask, not actually asking for his permission.

I walked towards him at a slow predatorial pace.

"Tiara, stop this now," Ma orders sternly.

"Why, Ma? I am just having some fun," I say with a pout.

"Kate—" I cut him off before he can say anything. "Tiara," I say.

"What's going on here? And who is this Tiara?" Lillian asks.

"That's me. I'm Tiara, Kate's wolf," I say, grinning widely. "Okay, enough of this chitchat," I say, taking predator steps to my prey and dragging her forcefully outside the mansion. I push her roughly into the field.

"Let's play a game," I suggest with a smirk. "Since you are a lycan and I am a werewolf, you get a head start, and you can use any weapons or even shift."

I put my hair into a ponytail, and I rip the back of my dress, making it the same length as the front.

"Okay, let's start."

I hear bones breaking, signaling her shift. A small black lycan jumps on me. I grip it by the neck and throw it backward.

She tries attacking with her claws, but I'm able to block her attack. She tries again; this time, I hold her by the hand, breaking the bones. She screams in pain.

She keeps attacking, which I block with ease. I break more bones as we gain more audience members. Everyone is watching in both amusement and fear.

"You broke the wrong parts of me. You broke my wings and forgot I had claws," I say coldly, flashing my fangs and claws while throwing her, making her whine.

"Tiara, listen to me. You have to stop this," Ma shouts, trying to get my attention.

I ignore her and walk towards Britta, who is bleeding badly and whining in pain.

"Don't worry about breaking me or making me sad because you can't break something that is already broken and sadden someone who is already sad."

I pick her up, swiveling her hand backward, and with the other hand grip her neck tightly with my claws digging into her flesh.

"Shift now," I growl, making everyone kneel with their heads down in submission from the power of my voice—except Lawrence, of course.

She shifts back.

"Breathe your last," I say with a smirk.

"Tiara, you can't let your pain make you do this. Let her go, please," Ma pleads once again before I can snap her neck.

I lock my eyes with Ma as she pleads for me to let Britta go. What am I doing? Guilt warms my heart, almost knocking me off my feet.

Guilt and pain push through my heart, making me whimper in pain.

"I am so sorry," I say, giving Kate control back.

Kate POV:

Tiara gives me control back.

"Sorry," she says sadly, blocking me out.

I look up to see my claws digging into Britta's neck. Feeling disgusted, I let her go. I see some are scared, some are shocked, and some have both emotions on their faces. "Someone take her to the pack doctor," I say to nobody in particular, but two guys come, carrying her away.

And all of a sudden, I feel exhausted, like the world has drained me of everything I have.

"Kate, are you okay?" Ma asks, rushing towards me

I ignored her, walking towards the mansion and feeling my demons clawing at my heart, hungry for the taste of any murderous emotion.

Lawrence POV:

I am stunned to see Kate do what I know only I can do.

She walks into the mansion looking embarrassed and weak, her eyes filled with regret and an emotion unknown to me.

"Lawrence, I need to speak with you," Alex says warily.

I watch Kate. I worry as she walks out of my view before focusing my attention on Alex.

"Okay," I lead her into my office after dismissing everyone and reassuring everything is okay.

"What do you want to speak to me about?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.

She remains silent for a few seconds before speaking.

"Kate is a lycan," she blurts out.

"What? But you said she hasn't shifted yet," I ask, confused.

"She shifted at 13 and kept it a secret for fear of discrimination, but she doesn't know she's a lycan yet," she says, looking everywhere but me.

"Why keep it from her and also lie to me and everyone?" I ask because I find no reason to hide it from her. I was just 13 when I shifted also.

"It's for her own good, and I kept it from you because it's her story to tell, not mine," she explains, "She needs your help."

"My help?"

This woman is so confusing. What I really need now is to see and speak with Kate about everything happening with her, me, and this bond.

I don't know what made me do such things. It hurts me to see her in pain, but I can't seem to understand how to stop it.

"She's got such a good heart; she really does. It's just been broken a lot," she says, sadness consuming her features.

"She is so broken that she can feel it—I mean physically feel it. She is not sad anymore. She is numb," she says sternly.

I watch her silently as she continues, "She keeps everything locked inside, making her drown in them. She is losing herself in the pain she feels and does not see joy anymore."

"She was meant to save and not to be saved. The only one that can bring her back is you, her another half," she says, pleading.

"How can I do that?" I say, frustrated, "I am so confused. I don't understand what going on."

"You just have to listen to her, by getting her to lead you to her demons, fears, and nightmares. If you can't do this, we are all doomed," she says sadly before leaving me to my thoughts.

"We can't let this happen," Travis says, worried and pacing in the back of my head.

"This all my fault, kissing Britta just because I needed to clear my mind," I sigh, frustrated with myself.

After Travis took control and kissed Kate, I was angry and needed to distract myself from thinking about the kiss. Britta was a good distraction, even though I felt disgusted kissing her.

When I saw that asshole all over her, it made me angry. I had to control myself from ending his life there and then, and he had the nerve to kiss her. I will make that poor excuse of a werewolf pay for touching what's mine.

I need to fix my mistakes. I can't afford to lose Kate, not now, not ever because she is mine.