Zelda“Are you sure about what you are telling me?” I asked, my voice shaking. The maid nodded, her eyes wide. “I swear it's the truth, my lady,” she said. I didn't know what to think, my mind, racing with confusion and fear. “You can go,” I said, my voice softer than I'd intended. She hesitated, her gaze locked on mine. “My lady, please,” she said, her voice quivering. “Please don't tell anyone I told you, not even the Alpha.” I studied her face, searching for any sign of deception. But her eyes were filled with fear, “Don’t worry, I won’t,” I said, smiling.As soon as the door closed behind the maid, I was alone in the room, pacing back and forth. My mind was racing, trying to make sense of everything she'd told me. I had to do something, but what? Suddenly, I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. I rushed to the bathroom, my hand covering my mouth as I bent over the sink. I gasped for breath, the room spinning around me. The nausea slowly subsided, leaving me weak and trembling.
ZeldaI woke to an empty bed. No Drake. I sighed and rolled over, the sheets cool where his body had been. A sense of loneliness crept over me, like a shadow stretching its dark tendrils across the room. I sat up and ran my fingers through my messy hair. The soft sunlight streamed in through the window, casting dust motes in the air. I let out a long, weary sigh.I got out of bed, my body stiff from sleeping alone. I stretched my arms overhead, my muscles groaning in protest. I struggled to my feet, my legs unsteady as I made my way out of the room. I walked down the hall, the cold stone floor chilling my feet. I felt a sense of urgency, a desperate need to find the maid who had revealed something about Zelda to me.I turned the corner, heading towards the servants' quarters. My heart pounded in my chest, my breath coming in short gasps. I leaned back against the wall, my head spinning. The nausea returned, twisting my stomach into knots. Was it the medicine? I wondered, my mind raci
ZeldaI stood there, rooted to the spot, my body trembling. The maid's grip on my hands tightened. “My lady, you must control yourself,” she said, her voice urgent. I nodded, tears streaming down my face. I was unable to speak, unable to think. A low moan came from behind the door, followed by a soft whimper. I could feel my blood running cold, my heart sinking in my chest. I was alone. Drake was in there with Amelia, leaving me to deal with this nightmare on my own.I was just about to push open the door when I heard a voice from behind me. “What are you doing out here?” I spun around to see Drake standing there, his face flushed. My eyes widened, my mind racing. If Drake was here with me, then who was with Amelia? And what was that sound? I opened my mouth to ask Drake, but no words came out. With trembling hands, I pushed the door open, bracing myself for what I would find. I could not have prepared myself for the sight that greeted me. There, in the middle of the room, were Am
Drake“She's four months gone,” the midwife said, and I let out a groan of frustration. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I was in shock, my mind reeling with the implications of her words. I stood up and walked towards Amelia, a storm of rage and disbelief swirling within me. As I neared her, I could see the fear in her eyes. I knew I was about to do something. I raised my hand and slapped her hard across the face. The sound of the slap reverberated through the room, and I heard gasps.“Drake, please!” Zelda cried out, but I ignored her. I was so consumed by anger and betrayal that I couldn't hear her words. I was focused only on Amelia, who was still on the floor, her cheeks bright red from my slap. I watched as she rubbed her face, her eyes wide with fear. A part of me felt a pang of guilt, but it was quickly overshadowed by the overwhelming rage that consumed me. I stood there, breathing heavily, my hands clenched into fists. I could feel my nails digging into my palms, b
ZeldaThe room was silent, the air thick with tension. Everyone in the room turned to me, waiting for my command. “Don't kill her,” I said, my voice, steady and firm. I turned to Drake, my expression impassive. “Are you listening to yourself, Zelda? This woman is the reason you're in pain. The reason you don't have a child.” Drake's words were harsh, his face contorted with anger. I gave him a smile that didn't reach my eyes. “Enough,” I said, my tone brooking no argument. "This is my decision, I want you to grant me.”“Let's have a talk outside,” Drake said, his voice low and gentle. I nodded, my mind still reeling from everything. We walked out of the room, the cool air of the night enveloping us. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. “Are you okay?” he asked, his eyes searching my face. I managed a smile. “I'm fine,” I said, my voice strained. His hand was warm on my arm as he supported me, guiding me down the path. The silence was heavy, the tension between us palpa
Drake The sweet smell of pancakes and coffee filled the air, gently coaxing me from my slumber. I opened my eyes, the sun's rays streaming in through the window and almost blinding me. I blinked and sat up, groaning as I stretched my stiff muscles. I took a deep breath, savoring the comforting scents of breakfast and home. I felt a wave of contentment wash over me, a feeling of peace at this moment of stillness. I looked up, my eyes widening in surprise. There, standing in the doorway, was Drake, holding a tray of breakfast. “Don't tell me you made this?” I said, my voice full of disbelief. “What if I did?” he replied, a mischievous glint in his eye. He placed the tray on the bed, the smell of pancakes and coffee filling the air. “The Alpha in the kitchen? What will people say?” I teased, a smile playing on my lips. “Let them talk,” he said, his eyes soft as he caressed my cheek.I took a bite of the food, trying to keep my expression neutral. But it was awful. I forced a smile,
ZeldaDrake's fingers brushed my hair back as I bent over the toilet, the bile rising in my throat. This time, it was tinged with blood, and I felt a cold fear grip my heart as I stared at the red-tinged contents of the bowl. I turned to look at Drake, whose mouth hung open in shock. “Is that… blood?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. I could only nod, my voice froze in my throat. I had never felt so terrified in my life.We both stood frozen in silence, staring at the evidence of something terrible. I felt numb, as if my body was no longer my own. After what felt like an eternity, I turned away from the toilet and walked to the window. I could hear the steady patter of rain against the glass. I heard Drake turn on the faucet, the sound of running water a welcome distraction from the silence. A few moments later, I felt his presence behind me, his warmth radiating through my back.“We need to see a doctor,” Drake said, his voice full of concern. I nodded, knowing I could
Zelda“What's going on?” my mother asked, looking from me to Drake and back again. I couldn't answer her. I was frozen, my mind reeling. I could feel my heart beating faster and faster, my body shaking with the effort of trying to keep it together. And then Drake was there, his arms around me. I wanted to pull away, to run, but he held me tight. “Will someone tell me what the hell is going on,” she roared?“I can explain,” he said, his voice low and calm. But my mother was having none of it. “Someone had better say something, and fast!” she yelled. “The effect of the poison is affecting her wolf,” Drake said, his voice urgent. My mother's mouth fell open in shock, her eyes fixed on me. I felt my tears threatening to spill over, my vision blurring. I couldn't believe what was happening. I was in danger, my wolf was in danger, and I had no idea how to fix it. I felt helpless, my mind racing, my body trembling. And then my mother spoke, her words slicing through the silence like a k