Kiara's eyes were wide, as I retold the story. Though it was difficult to relive the past, I wanted her to understand that I do know what it's like to have a sibling and to bear more responsibility for them. I have never completely forgiven myself for what happened to Nash, and neither has my father, we're still not on terms talking-wise.
"It wasn't your fault Cricket."
"It kinda was."
I sit down on the couch and open my arms to her. I don't like getting aggravated with Kiara. I love her so much and want a positive relationship with her, one that's pure. She smiles sitting next to me, laying her head on my shoulder.
"I love you," she tells me.
I smile at her words because even in the short time frame we've been together, I have grown to love her so much. I don't think my feelings are because we are mates, I just adore her as a person. She is kind, sensitive, and pure-hearted. I like how she thinks about her moves in life before she makes them. She's very cautious.
"I love you too, very much."
She kisses my neck, and I pull her into my lap. She looks at me, with those beautiful eyes that trace every ounce of innocence.
"I am excited to spend some alone time."
"You are?"
She laughs and nods. "I am sorry Zare makes everything so difficult."
"I feel bad for Chetan right now."
I see the sadness hit her face, and I regret mentioning his name.
"You still miss him?"
She shakes her head. "I hate seeing him in pain. You know he's the only one who ever really picked me over Zare, you know before they were mates. She was more popular in school. She had more friends and everyone liked her more than me. Besides Chetan, he was the only thing I've ever had over her."
I'm pretty sure I can feel my eyebrows crossing. Zare and Kiara are twins, but they are like hot coffee and iced coffee completely different. Zare is a spitfire wild at heart. Kiara is shy and quiet, like I said before, very cautious.
"Even if we weren't mates, I would still find you more attractive than your sister."
"Really?"
I bring my lips to her, kissing her lustfully. I like how excited she gets, running her fingers in my hair and sticking her tongue deeper down my throat. The taste of her mouth was making me hard, and I couldn't wait to make love with her.
Hours later, Kiara and I walk through the woods, her fingers entangled with mine. Chetan was still pouring the whiskey down his esophagus, and Ajay well, at least he seemed to start having a clear head. He is finally sitting around the fire laughing with Dev and planning, the zombie runs again. We walk to the river. It was a little too cold for swimming, but it would be nice to put your feet in the water.
I smile seeing the colored toenail painting on Kiara's feet, reminding me of the fashion show the girls did just days prior.
"Do you think you will ever speak with your dad again about what happened to Nash?"
"The thought has crossed my mind, and I did ponder it, but I feel a lot of pain towards him. Just as much as he does me. He abandoned me after Nash died, and it's hard to get over it."
She nods. "I am glad you told me."
I pull her closer to my side, she lays her head on my shoulder, and we stare off into the river as our feet soak in the water.
I know my role in this pack is tiny, Ajay can completely handle my two extra wolves. I never really wanted to lead anyway. I know a lot of it was because of the emotional trauma I suffered as a kid. But my love for Kiara is huge, she's my role in the pack, and I am fine with that. Kiara is the only valid reason I need as a werewolf or to stay with Ajay's pack.
"I love you, baby." I bring my lips to her head.
"I know, she tells me."
The End