Kiara looked up at him, eyes seeming dead. “Then why is it that her scent is all over you?”

Her hands fell from behind her back and before Zique could see it coming, pain invaded his side. His eyes searched for the cause of his pain, finding a knife etched into his flesh by her hand. “K-Kiara...?”

She twisted the knife and Zique groaned falling to his knees. “This was what I should’ve done from the beginning. This was what you deserved.”

The knife was pulled out of him and Zique watched complet