Her Heart's Whisper

CHAPTER 19

KEITH’S POV

Do I choose my mate or do I choose her? She is my little stepping stone to success. To my very own kingdom! She can make my every dream come true. Whereas my mate seems to have already found her mate. Choosing not to obey our Goddess. Choosing him over me. Shattering every single one of my dreams of our future together. Our pups that we will never have. Everything crushed, forever.

One I know for merely a few minutes. The other I have known for years.

I have heard stories of her growth even when I had already given up hope. When I had already decided that it was impossible for her to continue to live, she proved me wrong. She proved me wrong again and again until I never underestimated her again. I never thought that she could ever make it out from that hell hole, but she did.

I can’t even begin to imagine the torture that she faced all thrown to her by her father and his Fated. The number of eyes belonging to a series of nameless faces that raked through her naked body. Claiming it again and again. The number of hands that ripped the little tattered pieces of clothing of her body. The little bits of information that she was forced to squeeze out; that she paid with her virtue. Her honour. The number of sacred dreams that were woven but torn apart all in the same sitting.

Every situation a do or die. Do she chose. And do she did.

Every single person taking everything from her. No matter how insignificant it may seem. Little by little they snatch her happiness. And me? I am one of them. One of those selfish bastards. Sent here to devour every single piece of information that was traded for just a few hours with her body. All for my pack’s growth. My growth.

What is known to all the packs as a harlot. The one who is apparently known to be the weakest in the pack. The one who serves males.

Today it is she who holds all the power amongst the packs in her “filthy” paws. Today she is the strongest. Today we are little no ones fluttering in front of Ciara. She holds everyone’s dirty secrets. The one who’s truth was never welcomed but who knows everyone’s contaminated authenticity. She is very well aware of their beautiful lies that shine across to everyone, except her. But still she is silent.

Is she even aware of how important she has become? She could have all the Alphas dancing to her tunes. Licking the sweat of her body.

Everyone is searching for her so they can grovel at her feet and win her over with their “love” Only to betray her once again.

Like you, Keith. Just like you.

The little voice providing in the sweetest of voices. My conscience speaking out to me.

I ignore it, drawing myself deeper into the silent space that I share with the woman who is supposedly my mate.

The thoughts of Ciara, dousing my anger. Her story is an inspirational one that should be heard and learnt by everyone. If only the woman sharing this room with me could learn it. Then maybe she wouldn’t let her emotions get the better of her. The frustration makes it’s way to my face.

I have no idea how long this silence has enclosed us for. I stopped cursing her a while ago. Her silence just angered me even more. I have nothing more to say to her. If she has something to say then she should say it now. She needs to reject me now if she wants to be with that Alpha. Else I will never let either one of them live in peace.

I have made my decision

I have chosen my path.

Now it’s your turn, princess.