His huge palms spread over the table, his long fingers digging into the hardness of the furniture, King Darren wore pure anxiety in his eyes.
He was waiting for Sham who was still searching for Zaramanni.
A glance to his right revealed his specially carved bow and arrow which were instantly unused when Sham came running to the archery fields with the terrible news of the girl's disappearance.
His feet dancing impatiently as his back arched over the long table, he wondered what Zaramanni was thinking.
It was obvious that she had chosen to run away without letting him know. But that was a stupid, useless and careless decision.
She was injured and new to the realm. She knew nothing about Zenrada- the good and
While Zaramanni watched the lips of the healer who was explaining some things to Sham, she realized that she was no longer feeling pain in her chest.The pain had been quite a lot when the doctor earlier attended to her injury.But, a few minutes later, there she was, re-bandaged and feeling no pain.Zaramanni, who had now fully acknowledged the fact that she was indeed carrying fairy blood, wondered if drastic reduction of pain was an advantage that came with being a half-fairy.She did recall experiencing quick healing when she was still on Earth.“Zaramanni,” Sham’s caution-filled voice called as he gently patted her shoulder before sitting at the edge of the bed. “What are you thinking
Grunting loudly as the sizzling purple-coloured portal led her to the supposed meeting point, Alisha racked her head once more to remember what had happened after she and Zara were taken out of the deep pit. When she finally came to, she was surrounded by a lot of blood, random eyeballs, some torn limbs, and creeping night sounds that summed up the disturbing state of the nearly empty place. When Alisha ran toward the eastward end of Zenrada that was linked to the rear of Amok, she kept hoping that she had not pushed Zaramanni to her doom. “Fuckkk…” Alisha let out a lengthy swear as she slouched, her hands on her knees, her head a mess as she started to adopt the thought that Zaramanni could indeed be in danger. “Alisha,” Ezeman’s sultry voice called from a particular direction. Alisha set her eyes on the fairy who flew in majestically, his tanner hands on the ends of his gemstone suit, his pointed ears showing thanks to his new hairdo. Seconds later, Alisha was embracing him
“Here, drink this.”As Beta Zoey brought a carved bowl towards her lips, Zara perceived a pungent smell that made her turn her head to the side.“Ah…” Zoey let out a whispered breath. “I should probably tell you what it is.”Beta Zoey set the bowl on the small bench that was positioned at the end of her bed.Her lips still sealed, a solemn look in her eyes, Zara faced him and all that raced through her mind was her initial perception of the man-wolf.She had found him a person likely to have a deceptive nature and at that moment, Zaramanni wondered if she should continue to trust her earlier judgement.Or, if she could put a little trust in the tall man who had said that he would help her with the softest gesture ever- even if that gesture contradicted his surface personality.Zoey who was squatting covered her hands that rested on her lap.Zaramanni was going to with
The first thing Zara noticed as she walked into her assigned room in the manor was her phone.The device stayed lifeless on the bed, next to a neatly arranged pile of clothes.Recalling that she lost the new bag she got while she was with Alisha, Zara felt ecstatic that the things that reminded her of home were still around. Though she missed her hoodie, Zara was glad she had her phone and tote bag.Zaramanni raced toward the bed and hit the power button of the device, eager to hear that familiar tone and see the image that would remind her of home.While she waited for her phone to boot, her sight travelled to the stack of garments. A closer look at the pile and Zara could deduce that they were about her size.The girl twisted her lips to the side as she recalled that Sham mentioned taking her to a seamstress for new clothes.So, except the seamstress took her body measurements while she was sleeping and magically finished sewin
"I can't believe I forgot to get shoes," Clarissa sounded displeased as she watched Zaramanni struggle with the second leg of the thick socks she brought for her.They were on their way to the library when Zara pointed out how chilly the ground was. Clarissa rushed to a nearby room to get some footwear, but, somehow, she forgot shoes."Are the socks okay?" Clarissa asked, with great worry. "Are they a perfect size? It seems your feet are a little bigger than mine."Soon, Zaramanni planted her covered feet on the ground and she relished how comfortable she was. It was as though the footwear had cushions in them because they made standing more convenient."They fit very well, Clarissa. You don't have to beat yourself up.""If Beta Zoey hears about this, I won't be spared. He specifically told me that he wants you to be as comfortable as possible.""I am sure he won't be that angry," Zara tried to soothe her concerns."No." C
His firm hold around Laura's neck maintained, his lips explored the skin around her shoulder area, and King Darren quickly wondered if Zaramanni made it to the manor and if she had already met Lord Elias.He trusted that the librarian would explain things to the half-fairy.For some reason, he was yet to bring himself to have a conversation with her. And he didn't want to.Ever since the vampire incident, the Alpha had been feeling spiteful. And, each time he recalled that incident and how tiny Zaramanni felt in his hold, a huge ball of resentment settled within him.Darren wanted to believe that it was his raging wolf that was hating the girl.But, he was aware of the feeling in a part of his heart. He started to feel disgust toward the girl even though he was aware that she did not deserve a pinch of such a reaction.“My love… Hmm… Right there,” Laura moaned as she moved seductively o
As Zaramanni walked into her room, she asked herself a question she had never thought of. For the first time, she wondered who her parents were. No doubt, one of them was a fairy, the other a human. But, while growing up with her granny, there was no mention of who her parents were. Nor were there pictures or proof in form of material things that could point out that her parents were ever around. There was nothing that could indicate who they were either. That thought failed to weigh her down. Zaramanni was quick to dismiss it since she wouldn’t be getting answers soon. Zara was about to reach for her phone after shifting the ball of clothes on her bed aside when she felt a sudden tap on her shoulders, the touch making her greatly startled. In the process of spinning her legs, her heart seemed to beat slower but she soon sighed with relief when she saw the person who had asked for her attention. With a little frown on his manly face which was further detailed thanks to his
‘What were you thinking, Zaramanni?’ The shrill voice of the principal reached her ears. ‘You almost killed Gavin!’ Rustling noises followed. ‘What were you even doing with broken glasses?’ Zaramanni looked up, her hard gaze tearing away from her hands which were coated with Gavin’s blood hours ago. When she locked eyes with the principal, the woman whose red-ginger hair was well layered on her shoulders in all of its glow, let out a soft gasp. It was almost as though she could see something in Zara’s eyes that she had never seen before. But, the principal soon composed herself, cleared her throat, sat up, and said, ‘You have to be punished for what you have done. You almost killed Gavin. If not for his kindness and consideration, you will be in jail right now.’ ‘Mrs. Amber,’ Gavin spoke from where he was seated. ‘It is fine. She must have been angered by something. I am just glad I was there to stop her from harming herself.’ ‘Wow.’ The woman had dreamy eyes and she dutifully