chapter 11

Kyan Kaif growls menacingly in my head as I walk away from her. My mind and heart are at war with themselves, they constantly are, when it comes to Marabella. My very essence is calling out for her, my power calling on hers. I want to race back to her. Beg for her forgiveness, but at the same time, I hate her. She is too weak to handle my beast, which is precisely what Kaif is without my necklace. Although, I doubt he will ever be chained down again by my Talisman, especially now that he has been free for so long. The first time I shifted, I was three. My father realized instantly that the stories of our bloodline were true. They weren’t stories, and I have been looking for a way to fix that mistake ever since. Distraught with my grief, I did the most foolish thing I ever could have done - I tossed my talisman into my father’s coffin. Burying it with him and unleashing Kaif. At the time, my emotional state drove me to do it. But what's done is done, and I now have to live with the afte