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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
My Father My Mate Far Away From Pain
ZeldaAs the rain pounded against the roof, I sat by the window, my head in my hands. I could hear the sobs that escaped my lips, but I felt numb to the pain. The Elders' words played on a loop in my mind, taunting me, torturing me. “Wombless.” It was a cruel word, one that cut deep. I knew that I was not what they wanted, that I was not the ideal choice for Drake. But I had thought that they had accepted me when I found my wolf. I had been so wrong.I felt so alone in my pain. No one seemed to care that I was hurting that my dreams of becoming a mother were dashed. All they cared about was Amelia, and the fact that she was carrying the heir. I felt like a means to an end, a tool to be used and discarded. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. Anger and sadness warred within me, a storm of emotions that I didn't know how to control. I wanted to scream, to lash out at the world that had betrayed me. But I remained silent, my grief and rage a raging sea that threatened t
My Father My Mate Playing Your Game
ZeldaThe early morning sun streamed through the window, bathing the room in golden light. I groaned as I opened my eyes, cursing myself for waking up so early. I turned my head and glanced at the clock on the nightstand. It was only 7:00 a.m., and I still had hours of sleep left before I had to start my day. But I couldn't get back to sleep, my mind already racing with the day's responsibilities. I closed my eyes, trying to still my mind, to relax my body. But the sun kept shining, taunting me with its early morning glow.My eyes flew open, and I stifled a scream. Drake was sitting there, mere inches from me, his expression unreadable. I scrambled to the other side of the bed, putting as much distance between us as possible. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins. “What are you doing here?” I hissed, my voice coming out as a whisper. Drake simply stared at me, his face an impenetrable mask. “Let's talk, Zelda,” he said, his voi
My Father My Mate Not My Child
ZeldaMy chair scraped loudly against the floor as I stood up abruptly. “You can't allow her to be free,” I said, my voice rising. “She hurt me. She deserves to be punished.” I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. “In case you don't know, she poisoned me when she knew I was pregnant.” My eyes blazed with fury, my heart pounding in my chest. He shook his head, his expression unreadable. “It's out of my hands, Zelda,” he said, his tone even. “It's what the people want.”I let out a laugh, but it was more of a bitter bark than a genuine laugh. “Or is that what you want?” I asked, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “Just say that you don't want her to carry your child in the cell.” My eyes narrowed, daring him to deny it. “She's not carrying my child,” he yelled, his face flushed with anger. I raised an eyebrow, unconvinced. “Then whose child is she carrying?” I retorted, my tone daring him to answer. He was silent for a moment, his jaw clenched tight.“That's it!” he said, throwin
My Father My Mate Fertility Mixture
ZeldaI emerged from the bathroom, still damp from the shower, and a wave of relief washed over me as I saw that the bed was empty. My heart sank as I realized that he must have left. Part of me was relieved, as I didn't have to face him, but another part of me felt a deep ache. The thought of Amelia being released from prison that day was weighing heavily on my mind, and I felt a tightness in my chest. I opened the closet and pulled out a simple white dress. As I slipped it on, I felt the soft fabric against my skin, and I took a deep breath, trying to relax. I ran a brush through my hair, letting it fall in loose waves around my shoulders. I took one last look in the mirror before heading towards the door. As I stepped into the corridor, I could feel my heart beating faster. The sound of my footsteps echoed in the silence, and I felt a sudden wave of nausea. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself as I walked towards the midwife's room.Without knocking, I pushed open the doo
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