Kyle's POV
Have you ever felt your heart yawn for something, someone, just anything that your heart desperately needs? But you can't get it, even though it is so close to your fingertips?
You know so well that it is wrong to try to get it and yet your heart tells you to go for it. My heart, body and all within me craves for the bastard even though he is the son of my mother.
I don't understand why I am having these abominable thoughts towards him. I want to run very far away from him and yet I want him so close. I most times pretend not to be affected by his gazes, his gentle touch, and his husky voice. But in reality, I want to kiss him and have his hands around me.
I have not for once forgotten the kiss we both shared on the night we were coming back from Bella's house. His lips were full, soft, warm, and satisfying.
I have never kissed a man other than the one that is a jerk of a boy called Richard. But with the bastard, I am ready to let all my proper home training go into the wind.
I came out of my room and walked outside of our house to the balcony.
I saw my mother talking with the bastard, and my heart starts racing like a speed boat. I shyly pushed a few strands of my hair to the back ear. He lifted his face to look at me I couldn't help with the shyness that enveloped my entire being, the blushes that turn my cheeks burning in red.
And God, did I mention how outrageously gorgeous he was looking, with his sleeveless t-shirt and shorts he had on. His strong well-toned legs and hand are fully on display, making my pussy twitch at the thought of how those his strong hands wound feel against my body.
I exhaled deeply as I stood at our terrace, my eyes forcefully wandered around the woods. I was doing just anything to not look at the bastard even when his scent is the only oxygen that I have left in me.
My mother's voice-directed my eyes unwilling back to where they sat and then I met his eyes in mine. The connection I feel when he looks at me is beyond words. Time freezes and everything else becomes invincible, after a moment, he breaks off and speaks to my mother while I unconsciously leave out a breath I didn't know I was holding the entire time.
My mother laughs before leaving where the bastard was spotted and started walking in my direction. her smile lighted her entire face as she got closer to where I was.
“what's funny?” I asked, wondering what was so interesting to have my mother cleaning from ear to ear. My curiosity was purely borne out of the desire also to know what they were talking about and most importantly if they were talking about me.
“You won't understand what I am about to tell you now but perhaps by the time you are married with kids, you will understand,” she said, her voice calm yet filled with many unspoken words.
“I don't understand what you are saying,” I said, searching her eyes for more explanations.
“You know all I have ever done was to protect you, I never for once approved of you going into the woods because I was so scared of what might happen to you. But little did I know, that your heart was leading you to your very own destiny”
“My destiny?”
“From the very first moment I lead my eyes on you, I knew I had to provide you with all the love, care, and attention that you needed. Little did I know that you came into my life to play a much bigger role than I anticipated.
You were so tiny when I first held you, there were days I almost thought that I had lost you. But thank God, I was able to use herbs and magic to save you and prepare you for this journey that you are about to begin.
“I still don't understand what you are saying, mother, what journey are you talking about”
“Follow your heart Kyle, the heart is hardly ever wrong,” she said patting my face gently in her hand.
I looked at her in the eyes unable to make out what was going through her mind. Only if she knows that the only thing my heart wants is my very own brother.
Abomination!
“Have you taken the herbs I kept for you?” mum asked after some time.
“Yes,” I mumbled while nodding my head at the same time.
“How do you feel now,” she asked and my hand unconsciously went to touch my chest.
“It still beating,” I said, wearing a weak smile.
“It will all be over soon," mum said.
I looked at her and I noticed how her eyes sparkled through the tears that had gathered up in her eyes. She was trying so hard to keep the tears from spilling from their sockets.
My heart broke at the sight of my mother, I knew something was wrong with her, something has been bothering her for the past few days and I have never seen my mother shed a tear, not even after the vampire's invasion.
She always wore a faceless face and a beautiful smile whenever she administer healing portions to those that were injured.
I contemplated whether to ask her what the problem was or give her time, knowing who my mother was, she would only speak when she was ready. I thought that the bastard being here would make her so happy, at least anyone would, seeing their long-lost son.
“Are we going to be alright?” I asked her, which made her chuckle a bit while blinking back the tears from her eyes.
“Of course my darling, we will always be,” she said as she placed a kiss on my forehead before heading into the house.
I was about to follow her in
when I saw someone walk into the compound, on closer look I saw it was Harry, my crush.
“Harry, what are you doing here, I asked the dashingly handsome boy walking towards me.
“Hey, how are you doing?”
“I'm fine,” I said with a smile, somehow the way I felt about Harry had changed. I saw him more as a friend than a potential lover now.
I can't believe he came to look for me in my house like Harry is the dream of every girl, there have been rumors that even the Almighty Bella used magic to cast a spell on him.
“I heard some rumors,”
“About what?”
“People are looking for you”
“I don't understand, who?”
“I don't know, they look quite desperate and the ransom they are willing to pay is very tempting if I must say”
“Ransom? Why will anyone want to do that”
“I don't know, maybe your cousin might know,” he said directing his gaze to the bastard.
The bastard takes that as his cue to start walking towards us. His expression shows that he is not particularly fond of the fact that he was seeing me talk with Harry.
“What is going on,” the bastard questioned after seeing my troubled look.
“He said some people are looking for me and that they have placed a bounty on me, I have no fucking idea who they are,” I said looking utterly confused.
“It's Miranda, and you know very well why she would be after you,” the bastard said, locking eyes with mine.