Alpha Zachary's Ordained Mate

Raven black hair tumbled over tan shoulders, stopping only when it reached his torso. He had eyes of truest amber and they were so cold, Zoey shivered. Her eyes trailed along the elegant lines of his face and she found that she couldn’t draw her gaze away from him. Zoey had seen her fair share of men but none were this beautiful. There was nothing soft or delicate about his features. Wild and rare was his kind of beauty. He was not a man you looked away from. Or walked away from. He was the type of man you ran away from. All of her senses screamed danger as she observed the man who was bathed in blood and covered with tattered clothes that had no doubt been ripped from battle. Her eyes drooped from his luscious and sensual lips to the skin below his neck. Through the rip of his shirt, she could see the build of muscles and—she swallowed, forcing her gaze back to his face. She jerked, heart slamming in her chest when she found his amber gaze narrowed on her. He tilted h

“Do not mention this again, Zoey!” her mother yelled and Zoey winced from the high-pitched tone. Anastasia rarely raised her voice at Zoey. It was a first, and Zoey very well knew she had earned it. Even if Zachary was such an ass, she would try her best to get him out of the dungeons, and back to his home. He had said he was sure they had attacked his home in the passing, and it was why he had marched upon their enclave with his men. And she could understand that. She couldn’t imagine what she would have done had she been in the same situation. If she had a family somewhere out there—her true family—and she got wind that they were in harm’s way, she would go to the ends of the earth and back to get them back. “Mother. . .” Zoey drawled in a manner that usually worked when she needed something from Anastasia, but the hardness in Anastasia’s eyes didn’t crack a tiny bit. It remained, and Zoey feared that even she wouldn’t be able to move her mother. “He really isn’

"Hey, Mommy's princess, your food is ready." Lorna said in a mocking voice while unlocking the doors to the prison.Rays of the golden sun poured into the prison through a small window as she walked in followed by Lily. A small smile twitched on Zoey's pale figure when she saw Lily."Eat while you still can." Lorna dropped the food tray she brought for Zoey with a thud, splashing some of the content on the table. "Lorna." Zoey reached for Lily's hand on the table but she yanked her hands away."Don't you dare touch me you traitor." Lorna eyed her with distaste and moved away."You didn't have to do that." Lily chided Lorna."I can act as I like. Who knows I might be six feet below by dusk." Lorna pranced out of the room."Hey, don't mind her nasty behavior. She'll come around soon." Lily pulled Zoey into her arms and comforted her.After a brief second, they pulled away and Zoey wiped the dry tears on her cheeks. Lily patted her slowly while waiting for her to speak."What about Moth

Zoey roved her eyes around the exit to the dungeon as she tightened her grip on the iron bars. Her heartbeats thumped so hard she could hear them. She inched her ears closer so she could pick up the slightest sound but it was all in vain. The exit was as quiet as the graveyard. Letting out a frustrated groan, she cursed inwardly and repeated the same action. It was the same.The dungeon was so far beneath the coven. It was made to prevent the groans of prisoners from disturbing their peace. Never had she imagined that she would grace it someday."Hello!" She screamed as loud as she could, straining her vocal cords but her voice bounced back reminding her that she was all in the dungeon alone."Anyone there?" Zoey shook the iron bars with every strength she could summon but no one replied to her. This wasn't looking good. Lily hadn't come back for over thirty minutes and with each passing second, a pang of deep fear hit her. What if something happened to them?They had powers and mag

Anger reeled in her body, and she began to advance backward slowly but the men advanced towards her, giving her a lustful look that made her blood boil. She doesn't know how to explain it but the thought of men disgusts her, at the moment she wishes to slay all those men that had killed some of the witches. She steps back slowly till her back hits the wall, the men kept advancing until the first one that spoke raised his hand to halt all movements. "If you come near me, I swear to the goddess I serve, you'll regret it." She swore venomously, her breath becoming heavy and unsteady.The men looked at each other and another peel of laughter escaped their mouths. The one in the front began to advance towards her, covering a few inches.Zoey didn't move, she stayed there, her back seemingly glued to the wall... She waited for him to come to her, eyes burning with fury. "You're such a spitfire, let's see how good you are." He muttered, his voice husky and filled with hatred. He grabbed