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My Father My Mate Her Father
ZeldaAs Drake left the room, I curled up in bed, alone with my thoughts. I tried to be happy about finally getting my wolf, but instead, I felt a heavy sadness settling over me. The familiar ache in my chest returned, making it hard to breathe. The room was cold and dark, the moonlight shining through the window, casting shadows on the floor. I shivered, feeling a chill in the air. I closed my eyes, trying to block out the world, but the sadness remained.I had never thought that not knowing my father would be such an issue. I knew Drake didn't care, but the elders did. They wanted to know my history, to understand where I came from. But I didn't want to. I didn't want to think about the past, about the people who had abandoned me. I just wanted to move forward, to live my life as it is now. I wanted to forget the past and focus on the future, but now it seems the future demands my past.I had never asked my mother about my father. She had never spoken about him, and I would rather
My Father My Mate Her Father 2
ZeldaI waited for my mother to say something, but she remained silent. I grew more and more frustrated by the second. “Mum,” I said, my voice rising. “I'm waiting!” I was surprised by the anger in my voice. It was like a pressure cooker that had finally reached its boiling point. I was so tired of waiting. Tired of not knowing what was going to happen next. I just wanted to know the truth. I needed answers.“Let's not talk about this,” my mother said, her voice firm. But her words only served to increase my frustration. “No!” I said, my voice, rising even louder. “I require my answers now. I deserve to know the truth, Mum!” I was practically shouting, but I couldn't help it. The words just spilled out of me, like a dam that had been broken. I needed to get everything off my chest, no matter what.“Why do you need answers now?” my mother asked, her voice gentle and curious. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. “Because I am tired of being in the dark,” I said, my vo
My Father My Mate From You
ZeldaI awoke to the morning sun shining through my window, the light falling directly on my eyes. I blinked, trying to adjust to the brightness. I shifted in bed and then realized that I was wrapped in Drake's arms. I felt a moment of panic, but then I remembered what had happened the night before. We had just fallen asleep like that, and I had drifted off to sleep in his embrace. I took a deep breath, feeling a sense of peace wash over me.I rested my head back on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. My fingers began to draw small circles on his ribs, feeling the softness of his skin beneath my touch. At that moment, I wished that I could stay like this forever. I wanted to stay wrapped in his arms, safe and protected. I would rather not face the day, didn't want to face the problems that awaited me. I just wanted to stay at this moment, wrapped in his embrace.“Why did you stop?” he asked, his voice heavy with sleep. “You were so peaceful,” he said, a hint
My Father My Mate Next To Her
Zelda“Mum!” I shouted, hoping to get her attention. But she didn't respond, she just kept shaking uncontrollably. I felt a wave of fear wash over me, my heart racing. What was wrong with her? Was she sick? Had something happened to her? I felt a surge of panic, my mind racing with terrible possibilities. I had to do something, I had to help her. But what could I do? I was at a loss.Drake put his hand on my shoulder, his voice calm and soothing. “Calm down,” he said, his voice soft. But I couldn't hear him, my thoughts consumed by worry and fear. All I could see was my mother being carried away by the guards, and it broke my heart. I wanted to run to her, to save her, to do something. But I was frozen in place, my mind whirling, my heart pounding."Come on,” Drake said, pulling me to my feet. “You need to be strong right now. Your mum needs you.” I stared at him, his words sinking in. He was right, I couldn't break down. I had to be strong, for my mother's sake. He looked at me wi
My Father My Mate Your Father
ZeldaI thought I heard my mother's voice, her familiar tone filling my ears. I shut my eyes, then opened them quickly, my heart racing with hope. But to my disappointment, her eyes were still closed. Maybe it was just my imagination, my wishful thinking getting the better of me. I tried to settle myself, to push down the flicker of hope that had bloomed in my chest. I was determined to stay strong, no matter what.Just as I was about to close my eyes again, I heard her speak, her voice soft and raspy. “Your father…” she said, her words breaking off as tears rolled down her cheeks. I couldn't believe it. I felt like I was in a dream, like this couldn't be real. But there she was, my mother, awake and speaking to me. I held her hand tighter, not wanting to let go, afraid that this moment might end.She began to cough, her body shaking with the effort. I shot up from my seat, rushing to get her a glass of water from the nearby pitcher. I poured it into a cup, taking care not to spill
My Father My Mate My Dad
ZeldaI woke up the next morning, the sun shining through the window. I blinked my eyes open, expecting to see Drake next to me. I had gotten so used to having him by my side, that for a moment, I forgot we were living in different rooms. I sat up, stretching my arms above my head. It was a new day, and I didn't know what it would bring. All I knew was that I would have to face the truth, whether I wanted to or not.I struggled to sit up, my muscles aching from the tears I had shed the night before. I let out a groan as I stretched my arms above my head. The morning was just beginning, but I already felt exhausted. The air was heavy, and my head pounded from the stress of the previous day. I looked around the room, taking in the familiar surroundings. The bed, the dresser, the curtains – they were all the same as they had been yesterday. But I felt like everything had changed.I stood up and faced the mirror, taking in my reflection. My hair was a tangled mess, and my eyes were swol
My Father My Mate The Past
MadelineFlashback.“Come back here, Zelda!” I screamed, chasing the little girl through the garden. She giggled and ran faster, her curly hair bouncing with each step. I was winded, and my legs were aching, but I couldn't give up. “You can't escape from me!” I called out, my voice hoarse. The little girl turned and stuck out her tongue, then disappeared around the corner. I stopped, leaning against a tree to catch my breath. As I stood there, I heard rustling in the bushes. I held my breath, my heart pounding in my chest. What was it?I sniffed the air, picking up a scent that didn't belong here. An outsider was in our territory. Suddenly, a message burst into my mind. “We have been attacked,” Grayson communicated through Mind link. I was shocked. My first thought was Zelda, and I raced to find her, determined to protect her at all costs. I rushed through the garden, calling her name, but there was no answer. I began to panic, fearing the worst. Has she been taken?And then I he
My Father My Mate Never Leave My Side
ZeldaAs my mother told me her story, tears streamed down her face. I could see the pain and the guilt in her eyes, and I reached out to her, wanting to comfort her.“It's not your fault,” I said, my voice shaking. “You did what you had to do to protect me.” But she only shook her head, unable to speak. I held her close, knowing that it would take time for her to heal. But I was determined to help her, regardless of what it took.A wave of guilt washed over me as I thought of all the times I had been selfish and failed to see the pain and reason behind my mother's actions. I had only focused on my pain, my desires, and I had never taken the time to see things from her perspective. I had been so caught up in my world that I hadn't even considered how my behavior was affecting her. I felt a lump in my throat as I thought of all the times I had taken her for granted.“It's okay,” I heard a deep, reassuring voice say. I looked up and saw my father standing there, his expression soft an
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