In the following days, Naira spent the majority of her time familiarizing herself with the operation of Adonis Light Club. She didn't have the assistance of a wolf, so if she didn't have the ability to adequately run the club, it would only be a matter of time before her status fell in the eyes of the Riverside Pack members. Therefore, her days were filled with paperwork and the gathering of information, while her nights were spent in the company of her children. One or two times, she felt as if someone was spying on her. But she shrugged off the ill feeling and continued with her tasks after recalling Daemon had introduced her to his staff as his future Werewolf Mistress. In such a manner, a week went by and the day of their shift into the Riverside Pack finally arrived. "Mom, are we really moving?" Wide-eyed and looking innocent, Zara asked with an uncertain expression. Naira's heart instantly melted when she looked into her daughter's clear, blue eyes. They resembled so much o
He had tried to stay away from her, hiding his presence and taking glimpses of her when she appeared in the nightclub. The fu**ing bloodsucker loitered around her like a homeless fly, always within arms length as if she was his possession. Though Zain felt the urge to punch him, he restrained himself every time he saw her smile. A smile so bright and pure that he felt sick to his stomach. A smile that, up until seven years ago, had always been reserved for him. At that moment, Zain realized he was no longer the lightbulb in her universe. And what was even more upsetting was the fact that the vampire wasn't even her soulmate, yet he was about to become her husband. If he had known this would be the outcome of his decision back then, he would have never let her go... Zain's stomach churned. As much as he regretted his past actions, there was no button for redo's or a way to reverse time. "Please. Talk to me, Ira." Naira's heart trembled when she heard his strangled voice. She had
"Ira..." Zain couldn't believe his eyes. He knelt on his knee and nervously brushed the black coils out of the girl's face. When he got a clear view of her facial features, Zain imperceptibly trembled. He couldn't be mistaken. Though younger, the little girl was an exact replica of his Ira when she was 8... "You...little girl, what's your name? Where are your parents?" He anxiously asked. Zara curiously scanned the stranger, before her brows creased in a deep frown. "Handsome uncle, why do you look like my older brother? Though...your eyes look like mine?" She tilted her head in confusion and bafflement. The girl's cute expression tickled Zain's heart. However, his mind immediately began to spin when he heard her words. 'How could there be a person who looks like me and my brother?' Zara wondered. At this thought, a bright light twinkled in her eyes. "I know! You must be my Daddy! Mommy said I had my daddy's eyes and brother looked like him! I finally found my Dad! Daddy, let's
Back in the brick house, Zain sat on the edge of a mud bed with a tender expression on his face. A warm current flowed in his heart. He had children. An adorable daughter and a sensible son in whose veins flowed his and his Ira's blood. A living, breathing proof of the beautiful union they once shared. Words deserted him, and he momentarily forgot everything. His sorrow. His pain. His despair. They all disappeared in the wonder of this moment. Giddy with euphoria, his hand subconsciously stretched to rub his daughter's head. "Ira, she's my daughter? Zain Adeel's daughter, Zara Zain Adeel?" Even at this moment, he still found it hard to believe such a wonderful creature was his and his Ira's creation. Naira stiffened. Her heart wildly pounded in her chest at the sight of Zain's emotional state. 'He...he won't take them away from me, would he?' She loved her children. They were her world and the light in her life. Though she never had the intention of hiding their existence f
Naira trembled. The intensity of the man's eyes rendered her speechless. For as long as she could remember, Naira had only seen a gentle and tolerant look in the blue orbs. It was that look of accommodating and fulfilling her every wish that had infuriated her. Though it was as gentle as water, it was also as shallow as a puddle. In that look, she had never felt any security. The only feeling she had perceived from it was the fragile concern of a wanna-be brother that could shatter and disperse with the kiss of a gentle breeze. However, this time Zain's eyes bespoke of a truth she was too scared to accept, lest it turned out to be a manifestation of her deepest desires. It spoke of a strong determination and a firm resolve that wouldn't bend under any blow. "A complete family? Zain, what kind of a complete family do you wish to give our children? In case you forgot, we are divorced!" Though her heart ached, Naira grabbed his hands and removed them from her cheeks. "And just so yo
On a rocky landscape surrounded by tall mountains, a vast plain of ice and shallow streams stretched as far as the eye could see. In this plain, a pack of brown furred wolves could be spotted darting back and forth on a certain boundary. They sniffed around and left their scent markings on boulders and regions they perceived as their territory, before shifting into their human forms. "What do you think of the Werewolf Mistress?" One of the wolves suddenly asked. "Not what I was expecting, really. Since she entered the Pack, no one has seen her change. This makes me wonder if she's one of the formless." Another replied. "Then...if she's only an ordinary human, what will that spell for us and the pack?" Zain's ears pricked in eager anticipation. These patrols were the only source of information he had on his Ira and their kids. He ducked under a small outcropping and intently eavesdropped on their conversation. For the past two months, he had been stealthily traveling in the Himala
Once out in the chilly wind, Naira sighed tiredly and trudged her way to the stone house allocated to her and her kids. "Another clash with Princess Celia?" A slight breeze ushered her scent, before Aisha scurried to her side. Naira smiled and helplessly replied. "When has there ever been peace between us?" "You know, I kind of understand her feeling. Before you appeared, she had been set to become the strongest female authority of the largest pack in the East. Sadly, she wasn't born a werewolf." "Hehe. You make it sound like I'm one." "Hey, even though you can't shift, you still have werewolf blood. That's a hundred times better than the princess with pure vampire genes." Aisha deadpanned. Naira helplessly shook her head and refrained from making any comment. The Riverside Pack strictly adhered to the ruling of ranks and hierarchy. Clustered around an ice mountain, from the outermost part of the packground to the center, the houses of the pack members were divided into the lo
"Daddy!" Zara and Zanai leaped off the bed, sprinted across the room, and threw themselves into their father's arms. Zain laughed joyously and picked them up. With a slight turn, he twirled them around in a full circle. The warm welcome melted his heart and brought tears to his eyes. Just for this moment alone, he would happily reexperience the past days of struggle without hesitation. "Daddy, you're finally here! Do you know the people of this pack are bullying Mommy? They said bad stuff about her, and called her the Vampire Lord's keeper!" "Dad, what does a keeper mean? Will the Vampire Lord keep our Mom away from us?" "Let's go and tell him! Mommy will stay with us, and we'll be a happy family!" The kids talked over each other, each growing more excited as they condemned the pack and advocated for a face-off against the Vampire Lord. Zain chuckled amusedly and looked at them in turn. The feeling of holding a miniature Ira and Zain in his arms overwhelmed his senses. Walking