Page 161 of King Alejandro

I frowned, trying to concentrate on the mind-link, when a splitting pain rushed through my head, making my free hand grab my head as I groaned in agony, but even then, my feet continued towards the exit of my room.

Emotions that were not my own flared inside of me; anger, hatred, vengeance.

Please, stop.

I pushed against them, trying to mind-link anyone, but I wasn’t able to.

Alejandro…Could he feel my panic through the bond?

Fear enveloped me, suffocating me.No… please, no….I couldn’t stop it; it was far too strong.

Terror filled me as I realised where I was headed, my feet dragging me down the hallway without my consent. My grip was tight on the dagger, and my stomach sank as Dante’s bedroom came into sight…

Dante’s room was coming ever closer, and even as I tried to stop myself, I was only succeeding in slowing myself down a little. I looked around in desperation, trying to scream or make some sort of sound.

No! I am Kiara Westwood- no, I am Kiara Rossi, the Queen and Luna of this pack. A mother. I won’t do this, I can’t!I gripped the dagger tightly.I would rather die than hurt my son!

The hatred and fury coursing through me were growing stronger with each passing second, and I was beginning to be pushed into a corner of my own mind. My wolf’s pain and restlessness mixed with my own.

Not today.

No one was going to take my body from me.

Summoning every ounce of willpower I could, I forced all my concentration into trying to break free. I screamed as I forced my aura to burst through the barrier that seemed to be subduing it. It swirled around me like a storm, a clear purple visible around me as it blasted in all directions. I heard glass shattering nearby, and distant shouts as my body began moving towards Dante’s room faster.

I had to stop myself. I was not going to let this happen! Using all my might, I twisted the dagger and plunged it into my chest, making me gasp as pain rushed through me. I fell to the ground, the blade inches from my heart. The smell of blood filled the air as it dripped onto the floor. I let go of the dagger as I bent forward on all fours, trying to regain control.

Why was this happening?

My own resilience, anger, worry, and determination mixed in with anger and resentment that did not belong to me. The emotions burned through me. It felt like my head was being split open as we both fought for control.

Get out of my head!

My only response was splitting pain as my head erupted with agony, and I curled up, groaning as my vision darkened.

“Kia!”

Raven? Stay back…

A flare of hatred rushed through me, and my eyes flashed as she came into view. Her black and pink hair bounced as she ran to my side as fast as she could, crouching down by me. I saw her eyes glaze and knew she was mind-linking as she reached out for me.

“You won’t touch me.”

Those words didn’t belong to me! Goddess!

“Back off!” I found myself spitting.

“Not happening, babe,” Raven replied, and in a flash, I was on my back. It was obvious she didn’t want to hurt me with the blade still stuck in my chest.

I felt like a puppet stuck in a body I had no control over as I yanked the dagger out and kicked her off me. She blocked as I swung the dagger at her, her eyes meeting mine as she tried to disarm me. She glanced behind me as if hoping for someone to show up.

“Kiara, listen to me!”

I shoved her off as I ran for Dante’s room, only for Raven to aim a sharp kick at my hip and yank me back once more.

“Shit, I’m sorry!” She whimpered as her knee connected with my chest, slamming me to the ground. “Kia!”

I glared up at her, grabbing her hair and throwing her off me into the far wall. Her tiny body slid to the ground, but she was on her feet faster than I was expecting, although I wasn’t much slower. I ran at her, anger rushing through me. She was in the way of my mission! I raised my dagger, praying she ran, when an arm locked around my neck and another around my waist.