The Last Black Wolf

Chapter 14

I decide that I'm not going to waste any time. I get up to leave and just as I'm about to open the door, Liam's hand blocks the doorknob.

"Liam, please move. I'm not going to sit here and listen to you waste your breath." I bring my eyes to his.

"No, Kiara. I'm not giving up that easily. I'm not the same 16-year-old who would have just left it alone. That memory you shared with me was important. You know why?"

I say nothing as I begin glaring at him, my patience slowly running out. I know why.

"Hmm." He presses. "Why Kiara? Why is it important?"

"Ugh ok. Because it has to do with Hunter! And for the record, I don't appreciate being interrogated." I growl and attempt once more to push my way out of the room.

He growls back and bares his fangs as his whole body now stands in the way of the door. His eyes glow red as he looks at me. I stand my ground, but extend my canines and show my red eyes in return. We both stand there growling at each other, waiting for the other to submit. I cross my arms, unamused at this waiting game. He does the same.

I break the silence, "Liam. Let. Me. Through." I demand through gritted teeth.

"Not. A. Chance."

My frustration begins to grow, and I feel myself beginning to lose it. I take a deep breath and back down. "Please let me leave," I ask him quietly. I watch as he backs down as well, but maintains his position.

"Fine," He begins, "But only if you tell me why you blame yourself for killing that man."

"I already told you that you wouldn't understand!" I yell back, my frustration rising once again.

"That's not a real answer. Tell me. Why do you feel bad for killing a man who tried to rape you, kidnapped you, bound you, created not 1, but 2 fears that still haunt you, and whose 'friends' were gonna have 'fun' with you as well before handing you off to Hunter? Tell me, Kiara. Tell me why that bastard didn't deserve to die." His rant leaves him out of breath and me at a loss for words.

I know deep down he's right, and that he won't let me leave unless I give him an answer. I release a long breath, "You're right. That man deserved to die, but not by my hand, not that way. Before Kai taught me to find another way, I wouldn't have cared. I would've killed him without a second thought, and just as cruelly, if not more. But, when Kai died, I found myself becoming more like him. I always thought we were total opposites, but in reality, we were the same. The only difference now is that I feel like I can't be who I want to be. There's only 1 person who I truly believe should die at my hand, and that's Hunter. He's the only one. Everyone else who has died at my hand has been because of the curse-"

"Wait. Curse? What curse, Kiara?"

Crap. There goes my loud ass mouth again.

"Well, now you gotta tell him." Midnight reminds me.

"I know, I know."

"The night I shifted, my parents told me why I was a black wolf. My great grandfather started the Dark War and when he ended it, the Moon Goddess cursed his family so that when the first, first-born female was born into the Moon's main line, she would be cursed to be a black wolf, with the strongest power and a darkness to follow her until all the wrongs have been righted..." I recall my father's impacting words.

"But your last name is 'Blackmoon'..." He scratches his head in confusion. I don't blame him.

"My mom and dad joined their last names. My dad, Moon, and my mom, Black. If you ask me, it worked out perfectly for him. No one knew his true name except my mom. He thought that if he changed his name, the curse wouldn't affect his children if he happened to have a girl. Bit selfish if you think about it."