ZeldaDrake was staring at me, and I could see the questions in his eyes. He wanted to ask me so many things, and I could tell he was worried about my safety. But he also knew that I was in a delicate situation, and he would rather not upset me or make things worse. So he sat there, silent and thoughtful, trying to figure out the best way to approach me. I could feel his tension, but I was grateful for his consideration. “Speak up, Drake. Pour out your heart,” I said, my voice quivering. He shook his head, and I could see the worry in his eyes. “I don't know how to say it,” he said, his voice full of concern. I gave him a weak smile, but it didn't reach my eyes. I wanted to reach out and comfort him, but a sharp pain in my stomach stopped me in my tracks. I let out a cry of pain, and Drake's face turned white. “Don't move,” he said, his voice stern but caring, as he rushed over to my side.He helped me sit up straight, his hands gentle but firm. “Thank you,” I whispered, and he ga
DrakeI could not wrap my head around the fact that my mate, my pack's Luna, had been poisoned in our pack. It was a betrayal of the highest order, and I was unable to imagine who would have done such a thing. I ran through the list of pack members in my mind, trying to narrow down the list of suspects. But regardless of who it was, they would pay for what they had done. I would make sure of it.I had thought that when Zelda found her wolf and completed the Alpha pair that everyone had finally accepted her. But apparently, there was still someone in our midst who had enough hatred and jealousy to want to harm her. Yet why? What could she have done to make someone want to hurt her so badly? I racked my brain, trying to come up with a reason, but I couldn't think of anything. Zelda was a kind and caring person, who had only ever tried to do what was best for the pack. I was at a loss.I opened my mouth to ask her how she had been poisoned, but I was met with silence. I looked down, and
DrakeI grabbed the intruder by the arm and pulled them out of the room, not wanting to wake Zelda. I kept my grip tight as I headed to my chambers, my heart pounding. I wanted to keep this person away from Zelda, to protect her from whatever they had planned. I could feel my anger rising, but I tried to keep it under control. I needed to be rational, to figure out what was going on. I slammed the door behind us, and turned to face the intruder.“What the hell are you doing here?” I said, my voice, high with anger. I was surprised when Amelia just rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. It was as if she weren't concerned about the situation at all. It only made me angrier. “You have no right to be here,” I continued, my voice shaking with emotion. “You are just making things worse. Why can't you just leave us alone?”As I continued to shout at Amelia, I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. I turned to see a maid, their eyes wide with shock, peeking around the corner. I knew I
DrakeI pushed her away, my body reacting before my mind could process what was happening. She stumbled backwards, falling to the floor. I stood there, frozen, as we both stared at each other in shock. I couldn't believe that she had just done that, that she had crossed that line. It was as if the world had stopped spinning, and all I could do was stand there, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn't move, I was unable to speak, I couldn't think.My emotions were in a whirl of turmoil. I felt a storm of emotion brewing within me, a maelstrom of anger, frustration, and confusion. I felt my breath quickening, my heart racing, and my hands trembling. I wanted to scream, to lash out, to do something to release the pressure building within me. But I knew that I couldn't. I had to keep control, to stay calm. But I could feel myself losing my grip, the storm brewing within me, threatening to break free.She got to her feet, brushing off her clothes. She looked at me with a sly smile, and
ZeldaI watched him, my eyes never leaving his face. He seemed to be searching for an answer, his brow furrowed in concentration. The only sound in the room was our breathing, the air heavy with tension. He looked down at the floor, his hands clasped in front of him. I could feel my heart racing, my mind racing to come up with something....anything... to say. But no words would come. The silence stretched on, suffocating us both.“Drake,” I repeated, my voice tinged with irritation. “Who was the person you dragged outside?” I wanted an answer, and I wanted it now. He looked up at me, his face unreadable. Then, he looked down at his hands, his fingers twisting together. I waited, my patience wearing thin. Finally, he spoke, his voice soft and hesitant. “It was… it was someone you don’t know.” I felt my heart drop. I knew he was lying. I had seen Amelia when she entered the room, and I wasn't going to let him deny it. I wasn't imagining things, and I wasn't angry. I was just confuse
JakeI had been away from my pack for far too long. I needed to go back and see what was happening, to see what I had missed. My senses were on high alert, taking in every detail of my surroundings. The scent of pine and rain filled my nostrils, and I could hear birdsong in the distance. I could feel the wind blowing through my hair, ruffling my clothes. I was struck by the beauty of my surroundings, the lush greenery, and the sense of freedom. But I knew I couldn't stay. I had to return to my pack, to my responsibilities.I set out towards Zelda's Chambers, the familiar path feeling all too strange after all this time. The last time we had spoken, I had told her we would never see each other again, that I would leave her in peace. Since then, our only interactions had been from a distance, a simple “hello” as we passed by. I knocked on her door, and I heard her faint voice call out, “Come in.” I opened the door, and I saw Zelda seated on the bed, her back leaning against the headbo
DrakeThe morning sun streamed through the window, its bright rays streaming directly into my eyes. I groaned, pulling the covers over my head in an attempt to block out the light. But it was no use—the maid had other plans. I heard the rustle of curtains as she spread them open, letting in even more light. “Good morning, my lady!” she chirped, her voice cheerful and bright. I sighed, knowing there was no escape. I sat up, stretching my body and letting out a yawn.I turned to the other side of the bed, expecting to see Drake there. But the space was empty, the sheets rumpled and unoccupied. I felt a twinge of disappointment, followed by a flash of anger. I knew where he must be — with Amelia, the woman he had chosen over me. I rolled my eyes, scoffing at the thought of her. How could he decide her over me? She was nothing special, just another pretty face. But I pushed the thought away, not wanting to dwell on it.“Is everything alright, my lady?” the maid asked, her brow furrowed
DrakeI looked up at my mother, and she returned my gaze with a soft, knowing smile. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the conversation I knew was about to come. “Since you are mated to Dad, how has life been?” I asked, my voice trembling. She took a moment to consider her words, choosing them carefully. “Life has been a journey of ups and downs,” she said, “but I have never regretted my decision to be with your father. It has not been easy, but it has been worth it.” “Has he ever cheated on you?” I asked, the question hanging in the air between us. She seemed taken aback by the question. I saw the hesitation on my mother’s face, her eyes searching mine for a moment. But I needed to know the truth. I needed to know if what I was feeling was normal, if I could trust my instincts. I was holding my breath, waiting for her answer.“No because we are mates,” she said, her voice steady and sure. “The mate bond is strong. If he were to cheat on me, I would know immediately. It is