Piper is a strong girl, just like her sister, but not stronger than me. She grabbed me by the hair and threw me to the ground. When she lunged at me, I kicked her in the stomach, sending her flying. We had attracted the attention of onlookers. I quickly got back on my feet and launched myself at Piper, slapping and punching her body. Perhaps I was taking out all the frustration she had caused me. Piper defended herself by gripping my arms tightly.
"Someone is weakening," she murmured with amusement. "It seems you're not feeding yourself properly, Carolina Lane. If you continue like this, you'll be a mediocre little wolf." She laughed.
Perhaps she was right. My strength wasn't what it used to be due to inadequate nourishment. My inner wolf was tired and weak. But I wouldn't let this stupid girl defeat me. With my last bit of strength, I grabbed her by the hair and dragged her across the floor, eventually throwing her out of the house.
"Carolina!" I heard Kayler's voice behind me. "What are you doing?" Kayler stepped between Piper and me when he saw her approaching.
"Your little friend started it," I said.
"That's not true, Kayler. She came and attacked me. She's crazy; she hit me really hard," Piper complained, playing the victim.
"You're..." I wanted to go towards her and shut her up, but Kayler didn't let me.
"Carolina, please control yourself," he pleaded. "And you, leave. You shouldn't be here," he told Piper.
"But, Kayler..."
I smiled victoriously, but my smile faded when Kayler's words were directed at me.
"You too, Carolina. You shouldn't be here," he said, giving me one last look before entering the house. I was left dumbfounded by what just happened. I can't believe it. Piper laughed in my face and then turned and walked away.
"Do you see?" Gadreel appeared by my side. "You're not that important to Kayler Brown anymore."
I'm in shock.
Why?
Perhaps I'm so used to having Kayler there for me, begging and pleading all the time.
"No. It. Can't. Be," I whispered, still unable to believe it.
"Relax. You saw it earlier: he was surrounded by women and having a great time. He doesn't need you; he's better off without you. Now that he knows that even after everything you've done, you won't forgive him, he simply let you go and gave up."
Is that true? I bit my lower lip so hard that I tasted blood. I turned around and reentered the house because I couldn't believe what that idiot had told me. I searched everywhere until I found him climbing the stairs. I followed him to the second floor, and when we were in the hallway, I clapped my hands to get his attention.
“Bravo, Kayler Brown," I said as he turned around.
"What are you talking about, Carolina? I'm not in the mood for complaints," he replied.
"I can't believe you kicked me out of your house," I reproached. "It seems like you've given up, and you won't bother me anymore. If that's the case, I want to thank you for making things easier for me."
"You don't understand," he said.
"I'm not offended; I just came to thank you," I tried to free myself, but he wouldn't let go. "You can let go of me now."
"No, now you're going to listen to me," he said, gripping my face and forcing me to look at him. He looked angry and hurt. "I've been there for you since the moment I met you, Carolina. Since then, you've been my world, my whole life. I haven't had, and I won't have, eyes for any other woman. But I've spent so much time begging and apologizing to you that there comes a point where I'm tired. And I don't want to bother you; that's the last thing I desire. I must be a gentleman and give you the space you want. I'll respect that you're killing off your wolf side and forgetting about me forever. Perhaps it's better for both of us." After saying that, he turned around and went into his room. I stood there, not knowing what to do, unable to believe that Kayler had given up so easily.
I wanted to go to him and ask him not to do it, but I didn't. I went downstairs and left the house. I didn't even look at Gadreel at the entrance, so I walked through the forest at that late hour until I reached home. Tears streamed down my face because I couldn't hold back anymore. I sat on the dock and cried.
"Why does everything have to be like this?" I asked myself. I also considered the idea of forgiving him and starting over, but I knew his daughter would always be present. And that's when an idea came to my mind: what if she's not his daughter? Piper is Paige's sister, so they share the same evilness. What if Piper deceived him? The last hope of being together is if Kylie is not Kayler's daughter and if Piper never slept with him. But how will I find out? I only had one option left: I needed help. I took my phone and called Anne. It took her a while to answer, but she did.
"Hello?"
"Anne..." I sighed.
"Carolina, where have you disappeared to?"
"I'm at home, and Kayler is here."
"I figured."
"But there's something I need to do, and I require your help."
"What are you talking about?"
"I need to find out if Piper's daughter is Kayler's, and I can't do it alone."
At least find out before the end of the month when I'll kill off my wolf side.
"Are you sure about that?"
"Completely."
"Alright, you know I support you no matter what, Carolina. We'll be there tomorrow, okay? Stay calm."
"Thank you, Anne. I don't know what I would do without you."
"No problem. I'll see you tomorrow, and don't stress too much. You'll see that everything will work out."
I ended the call.
I feel incomplete and empty. I need to relax. I entered the house and went up to my room, but before that, I sent a message to Gadreel saying that I came home alone. He'll understand; he always does. I took off my clothes and got into the shower, The warm water ran over my body, gradually easing the tension, but my senses were alerted. Someone was outside. The shower curtain opened, and I looked at the man in front of me.
"Kayler."
Kayler Brown entered the shower with me, grabbed me by the neck, and kissed me.
"I can't, I'm sorry" he whispered "I can't stay away from you. You're mine, you're my drug. Without you, I'd rather be dead."
He kissed me with such passion that I couldn't resist. Deep down, I wanted it too.