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My Father My Mate Death's Door
ZeldaA surge of anger rose within me, and before I could stop myself, I spat in her face. A look of fury flashed across her eyes, but I didn't care. I felt powerless, and helpless in this situation. The only thing I could think of was to lash out in some way, and this was the only thing I could do. I watched as she wiped the spit from her face, her hand shaking with rage. But still, I didn't care. I just wanted to scratch her face, to make her feel the way I felt. I could feel the tension in the air, the violence threatening to break out.She grabbed the belt from her waist, holding it tightly in her hand. I braced myself for what was to come. The belt cracked against my skin, the pain searing through me. But I didn't feel it. I couldn't feel anything, except for the grief that consumed me. She had taken my child away from me, a child I had never even met. I felt a deep, searing pain in my heart, a pain that no amount of physical pain could ever compare to. My entire world had been
My Father My Mate Be Okay
DrakeI slammed my shoulder into the door, feeling the wood crack and splinter under the force of my impact. The door burst open, and I stumbled into the room. And there she was, my sweet Zelda, bound and gagged, her face covered by a hood. My heart stopped, my blood running cold. I rushed to her, pulling the hood off her head. Her eyes were wide with terror, her skin pale and drawn. “Zelda,” I gasped, my voice breaking. I untied her hands and feet, my hands shaking with fear and adrenaline.I held Zelda close, her body trembling in my arms. I could feel her heartbeat, fast and erratic, against my chest. As my guards apprehended the culprit, I gently stroked Zelda's hair, trying to soothe her. Her skin was clammy, her eyes hollow. As I held her, I noticed the bloodstains on her clothes, the fabric torn and ragged. I pressed my face to her hair, breathing in the familiar scent of her, trying to reassure myself that she was still here, still alive.“Zelda,” I said, my voice shaking.
My Father My Mate Bring News
ZeldaI struggled to open my eyes, as if something was holding them shut. But I forced them open, wincing as the world spun around me. The room was a blur of colors and shapes, my vision distorted. I closed my eyes again, the effort of keeping them open too much to bear. A moment later, I tried again, this time forcing myself to focus on one thing at a time. My head was pounding, a dull ache behind my eyes. Slowly, the world began to come into focus.I felt a hand on my arm, helping me to sit up. I opened my eyes, meeting the concerned gaze of Drake. “Be careful,” he said, his voice soft and gentle. “You have been through a lot.” I let out a small smile, grateful for his support. I leaned back against the pillows, closing my eyes again. I could feel the exhaustion weighing me down, my body still trembling from the ordeal. I let my mind drift, trying to relax.The memories came rushing back to me. The pain, the terror, the fear. And then, the betrayal. I sat up, my eyes blazing. “Whe
My Father My Mate Pregnant With Alpha's Child
ZeldaThe doctor looked at me, his eyes scanning my face for clues. “Who are you visiting?” he asked, his voice gentle but probing. I hesitated, not wanting to say Amelia's name out loud. It felt too dangerous, too vulnerable. But the doctor's gaze lingered on Drake, his brow furrowed with concern. “Someone important,” I said finally, my voice barely above a whisper. “Someone I need to check on.” The doctor nodded, understanding in his eyes. “I'm going to need to take some of your time,” the doctor said, and I nodded, resigned to the fact that this visit would take longer than I had hoped. Drake moved to sit beside me on the bed, his reassuring presence weight next to me. The doctor sat on the couch opposite us, his face calm and reassuring. “The results are in,” the doctor said, his voice measured and calm. But as he handed the results to me, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, the air around us growing thick and heavy. Drake's hand reached for mine, but even his touch
My Father My Mate Pregnant With Alpha's Child 2
Zelda“What?” I said, my voice, rising in pitch. I felt like I must have misheard him. There was no way this was true. I opened my mouth to ask him to repeat himself, my voice trembling. “She's pregnant with the Alpha's child,” he said again, his voice firm. My heart felt like it had stopped beating. I was frozen, unable to process what I was hearing. All I could feel was a deep, all-consuming sense of betrayal.I turned to look at Drake, hoping for an explanation, but he avoided my gaze. My heart sank as I realized what this meant. “How did you find out?” I asked, my voice hollow. “She collapsed, and when I called the doctor, he said she was pregnant,” he said, his words slow and deliberate. “When he asked who, she said it was the Alpha.” A deep, guttural sob escaped my lips. I felt like I was going to be sick. How could this be happening? How could this be real?Amelia started to laugh, a harsh, mocking sound that grated on my nerves. I couldn't take it anymore. I turned and ra
My Father My Mate Make Things Right
DrakeThe gash in my arm was gushing blood, but I barely noticed. My thoughts were consumed by the realization that I had hurt Zelda again, that I had betrayed her trust once more. I watched as she sobbed in her mother's arms, her face crumpled in anguish. I felt a crushing weight of guilt, a heavy burden that threatened to drag me down into the depths of despair. I wanted to make it right, to fix what I had done, but I knew that it might be too late.I tried to move towards Zelda, but she saw me coming and shook her head, her eyes brimming with tears. “Mummy, tell him to stay away from me!” she sobbed. Madeline looked at me, her eyes filled with disappointment and hurt. I felt my heart sink, the weight of my actions crushing me. I had hurt her, betrayed her trust, and now she wanted nothing to do with me. I was torn between wanting to make things right and knowing that I had caused too much damage to ever fix it.“I didn't do it,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “I didn't hurt you,
My Father My Mate What They Want
ZeldaI walked over to my closet and opened the door. My hand hovered over the hanging clothes, unable to decide. I didn't know what to pack, what I would need. Finally, I just grabbed a handful of clothes and started flinging them into a suitcase, my movements becoming more and more frantic. Tears were now streaming down my face, and I couldn't seem to stop them. I felt overwhelmed, lost, like I was in a fog. I had no idea what I was doing, or where I was going. I just knew I had to get away.I tried to dry my tears and regain my composure, folding my clothes into neat piles in the suitcase. But the tears kept coming, and I couldn't seem to stop them. Then, suddenly, the door burst open, and I saw Drake standing there. His expression changed from confusion to hurt, his eyes fixed on the suitcase, then on me. “What are you doing?” he asked, his voice filled with pain. I couldn't bring myself to answer him, couldn't even look him in the eye. I turned my back on him and focused on f
My Father My Mate A Breeder
DrakeI felt the warm pressure of Zelda's hand in mine as we left the room. There was so much left unsaid, but I couldn't bring myself to break the silence. I stole glances at her as we walked, trying to gauge her thoughts. But her face was impassive, giving nothing away. I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach, a sense of dread that things were not going to be easy from here on out. I knew we needed to talk, but I couldn't find the words. All I could do was hold on to her hand and hope for the best.As we entered the meeting room, the Elders stood up and bowed to us. I raised my hand, gesturing for them to sit. They did so, their eyes fixed on me and Zelda as we sat down across from them. I kept my expression neutral, my face a mask of impassivity. I met each of their gazes in turn, trying to read their thoughts. But they were as unreadable as Zelda's had been. The silence stretched on, tense and heavy, as I waited for someone to speak first. But no one did.“What brings your househ
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