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

“Who are you?” Beta Zoey’s booming voice questioned, his feet approaching the aching scene. The man who was speaking cruelly to Clarissa got on his feet. “I-” Zoey temporarily paid no heed to Andrea whose countenance had quickly changed. After helping Zaramanni off the ground, the Beta's face wore a frown because of a little groan that slipped out of Zara's lips. The way she dearly held the side of her stomach concerned Zoey as well. That display of slight pain caused Zoey to dart flaming glares in the direction of the strange man that had found his way into the manor. “What did you do?” he demanded. “I- I didn’t mean to-” Andrea sighed as he watched the uniformed men who were walking with Beta Zoey help Clarissa. “I was just trying to talk to my mate.” “Clarissa?” Zoey was still closely holding Zara, as though saying he would never leave her unless something forces him to do so. “Yes. I was just trying to have a conversation with my wife who has not been home for days bu

Alpha Darren was about to lose it. His eyes filled with anger, he glared at the wooden surface in front of him, his hands pressing the sculptured handles of his majestic and comfortable chair. “I am sure he is close by,” Beta Fam spoke, his eyes carrying a look of caution. He didn’t want to piss off the King who looked like he could cause the entire room to face chaos within the blink of an eye. “This is our first council meeting since the attack, how can Beta Zoey be this late?” Verano pack's representative, Beta Howli said from the other end of the table where he had tucked himself into. The he-wolf who barely uttered words on a good day surprised others when he further said, “Alpha Darren, please be patient. I am sure Beta Zoey has a reason for this.” “He has probably forgotten there’s a meeting today,” Sham added and his tone was notably filled with some kind of smugness. “Let’s not be hasty with our thoughts,” Lord Elias finally spoke. “There must be a reason for his laten

As the Beta tilted his head to the other side while his fingers continued to provocatively rake her hair, Zara found herself leaning into their demanding lip-lock some more. When his hand pulled her closer and closer to his body, Zara found herself moving sensually. It was as though her lower body suddenly had a brain of its own.The way she ground against him made her feel good. And she wanted more of that new yet thrilling feeling. Suddenly, the kiss came to an end. Zaramanni let out soft gasps when Zoey held both sides of her face and looked into her eyes dearly.“I have always imagined this moment. Where I have you in my arms, where I get to know what you feel against my body, where,” his chin went on to rest on the top of her head and he rubbed his jawline against her hair like a pet acting cozy with its owner, “I get to teach you what a man’s touch can do.”When their eyes connected again

When Darren came to, he found himself on the cold, aesthetic ground that made his room look majestic. His body had formed into a round ball and he found it somewhat hard to straighten his figure. Once his entire body was now lying straight, the man who had the side of his face staying glued to the floor made an effort to get up. Both of his hands went to work, trying to lift the rest of his body, their palms steadily glued against the ground. But his bones felt feeble and he took a pause. Alpha Darren then recalled the last time he was conscious. He remembered how his beast forced its way out with a certain intent. Frightened by the thought of not knowing the things that happened after they jumped out of the palace, King Darren quickly left his pitiful position. Standing upright, and more alert, he scanned the room he was in. He confirmed that it was indeed his royal room, and was about to take steps towards the huge windows of his room when he noticed a certain colour. T