Zelda's pov Yes, I needed to see him to clarify the issue in my heart. Sometimes, I wonder if there was a meaning to what the moon goddess was doing to me.Why would I have three mates? How can I know who my heart actually beat for? By the way, my heart beats for them all but then I feel there would be someone who should be the 'actual one'. As I walked down the corridor, my heart was beating fast, again. I wasn’t sure if it was right to go inside his room but I had no choice. I needed to meet him and confront him in my way. Not just him but also, confront my heart's feeling for him. The walk through the hall was gloomy and the light was dimmed which made the path dark, I finally made it to the front of his door and I sighed audibly. I could feel my legs wobbling in... fear? I don't think so.It wasn't Alaric. Alone him can make me afraid yet yearn for him too. "This is it, Zee" I encouraged myself.The decision to enter this room had been made with a certain spontaneity, a willin
Aiden's POVWas she joking with me? Or did she think she has a choice? I wanted nothing than to mould those luscious lips so they could shut the fuck up. The moment hung in the air like a suspended breath, a profound stillness that belied the seismic shift that was about to unfold. For so long, I had held the belief that I could shape her destiny and that my decisions would be the guiding force in her life. But now, as her gaze met mine with unwavering resolve, I felt the ground beneath me tremble, and the certainty I once clung to began to unravel.A rush of emotions surged within me, a tidal wave of surprise, disbelief, and a hint of admiration. It was as if I had encountered a force of nature, an unexpected tempest that threatened to upend the carefully laid plans I had constructed."Feisty, right?" I asked, smirking as I walked closer to her. I wanted to shut that mouth up, seriously."I love feisty, Zel..." I added, licking my lips. I watched her gulping and I smelled her arous
Zelda's POVI can't believe Aiden would think he can actually force me into what I don't want to do. How could he be so selfish?As he held me close to himself, I could feel my treacherous body reacting to his touch. I knew he could smell the arousal. Even my wolf couldn't hide her excitement at the touch of my mate.Or rather one of my mates. In that heart-pounding moment, my instincts kicked into overdrive as I struggled against the unyielding grip of Aiden's hand around my wrist. Panic surged through my veins like an electric shock, sending my heart into a frenzied rhythm that matched the rapid pace of my thoughts."I want him, Zelda..." That was my wolf, unable to control the urge coursing through us. But Aiden wasn't my priority right now. I was still trying to wrap my head on the fact that I was mated to three hot dudes, although one was... evil. "Not now! Don't even start with me," I told her, shutting her off.Every fiber of my being screamed for escape, my body tensing as
Zelda’s POV As the first rays of dawn crept into the room, I awoke with a heaviness that seemed to permeate every fiber of my being. The weight of the night's emotions still clung to me like a shroud, casting a shadow over me. The period from slumber to being awake was followed by a sense of reluctance, as if part of me longed to remain tied in the comfort of sleep, shielded from the worries of the world.As I stirred, the feeling of heaviness persisted—an invisible anchor that seemed to push me to the bed. The act of pushing aside the covers and rising from the bed required an effort, as if I were lifting the weight of my emotions along with my body.I sluggishly stood up and moved to the window, pulling the curtain aside. The air felt still, almost as if it couldn't let out it's breath. I sighed as I got ready to wash up. I stepped into the bathroom, bracing myself as the cool water splashed onto my face. I looked up at the mirror and saw the reflection of a determined, resilient
Alaric POVThe meeting had not gone the way I had hoped. It felt as if the council members were against me, their faces stony and their questions pointed. I had come prepared, with all of my arguments and data in order, but it didn't seem to make a difference. It was as if they had already made up their minds, and nothing I said or did could change their opinion. But I knew I couldn't give up. I had to find a way to turn this around, to convince them that my proposal was worth their consideration.I found myself lingering outside the door of the meeting hall, finding it hard for me to go back to my room. I had thought that when I was leaving this room I would be the happiest person, but right now, I'm so sad and not just sad, I had to redo the project again.I took a deep breath as I sluggishly began to work back to my room, as I moved back I saw Zelda, though it was her back view I knew she was the one, and it added to my anger.At the moments I just stole glances at her, my heart
Zelda's povThe moment my eyes locked onto the gleam of the blade, a primal instinct stirred within me—an instinct that recognized the danger in its most visceral form. The metallic glint, sharp and unforgiving, seemed to cast a malevolent shadow over the scene, its presence a chilling harbinger of the impending threat.Fear, like an icy current, surged through my veins, sending a shiver down my spine that seemed to resonate with the very essence of my being. It was as if time itself had slowed, every heartbeat amplified, every breath a measured intake of the charged atmosphere that enveloped us.His movements, deliberate and calculated, set my heart pounding like a drum—a frantic rhythm that echoed the urgency of my thoughts. With each step I took back, the gap between us widened, a desperate attempt to create distance between myself and the threat he embodied. The room seemed to shrink, the walls closing in as my mind grappled with the realization that there was no easy escape.The
In the quiet sanctuary of my room, I lowered myself onto the edge of my bed, the softness of the fabric offering a contrast to the persistent ache in my injured wrist. The room, a familiar haven that had witnessed my triumphs and trials, seemed to hold a comforting familiarity, a refuge where I could gather my thoughts amidst the storm of emotions that raged within me.The subdued lighting cast a gentle glow across the space, creating pockets of shadow and illumination that danced in harmony with the ebb and flow of my thoughts. The air held a sense of containment, a reminder that this room was a place of solace, in which I could retreat. As I sat there, the events that had transpired last night seemed to replay in my mind like a silent film.The injured wrist, a reminder of the physical toll of the encounter, served as a point for my thoughts. The pain shooting through my arm act as a reminder that the events were not confined to the realm of emotions alone—they had left their mark
Zelda's povFor a split second, I thought I caught a glimpse of Ajax. When I looked closely, there was no sight of him anymore. I shook my head vigorously as if the image of the man I was missing could be removed by doing so.I had missed him too much that I see him everywhere.I consoled myself with the fact that his presence keeps me company. But I wanted to do something too. I wanted to meet with Alaric. What happened the last time was still puzzling and I wonder if he would still have the mind to kill me again. Biting my lips to suppress my fears and hidden worries, I made a quick dash toward the monster mate room. Would he be shocked or angry to see me? Stepping into the room, I was keenly aware of my surroundings as my eyes found him, his presence seemed to fill the room. His aura- a force to be reckoned with. But it seems to remind me of the fact that he was still the same powerful figure whose plans had been thwarted by the Moon Goddess. In that moment, as I stood there fac