ZeldaI woke to an empty bed. No Drake. I sighed and rolled over, the sheets cool where his body had been. A sense of loneliness crept over me, like a shadow stretching its dark tendrils across the room. I sat up and ran my fingers through my messy hair. The soft sunlight streamed in through the window, casting dust motes in the air. I let out a long, weary sigh.I got out of bed, my body stiff from sleeping alone. I stretched my arms overhead, my muscles groaning in protest. I struggled to my feet, my legs unsteady as I made my way out of the room. I walked down the hall, the cold stone floor chilling my feet. I felt a sense of urgency, a desperate need to find the maid who had revealed something about Zelda to me.I turned the corner, heading towards the servants' quarters. My heart pounded in my chest, my breath coming in short gasps. I leaned back against the wall, my head spinning. The nausea returned, twisting my stomach into knots. Was it the medicine? I wondered, my mind raci

Drake“She's four months gone,” the midwife said, and I let out a groan of frustration. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I was in shock, my mind reeling with the implications of her words. I stood up and walked towards Amelia, a storm of rage and disbelief swirling within me. As I neared her, I could see the fear in her eyes. I knew I was about to do something. I raised my hand and slapped her hard across the face. The sound of the slap reverberated through the room, and I heard gasps.“Drake, please!” Zelda cried out, but I ignored her. I was so consumed by anger and betrayal that I couldn't hear her words. I was focused only on Amelia, who was still on the floor, her cheeks bright red from my slap. I watched as she rubbed her face, her eyes wide with fear. A part of me felt a pang of guilt, but it was quickly overshadowed by the overwhelming rage that consumed me. I stood there, breathing heavily, my hands clenched into fists. I could feel my nails digging into my palms, b

Drake The sweet smell of pancakes and coffee filled the air, gently coaxing me from my slumber. I opened my eyes, the sun's rays streaming in through the window and almost blinding me. I blinked and sat up, groaning as I stretched my stiff muscles. I took a deep breath, savoring the comforting scents of breakfast and home. I felt a wave of contentment wash over me, a feeling of peace at this moment of stillness. I looked up, my eyes widening in surprise. There, standing in the doorway, was Drake, holding a tray of breakfast. “Don't tell me you made this?” I said, my voice full of disbelief. “What if I did?” he replied, a mischievous glint in his eye. He placed the tray on the bed, the smell of pancakes and coffee filling the air. “The Alpha in the kitchen? What will people say?” I teased, a smile playing on my lips. “Let them talk,” he said, his eyes soft as he caressed my cheek.I took a bite of the food, trying to keep my expression neutral. But it was awful. I forced a smile,

Zelda“What's going on?” my mother asked, looking from me to Drake and back again. I couldn't answer her. I was frozen, my mind reeling. I could feel my heart beating faster and faster, my body shaking with the effort of trying to keep it together. And then Drake was there, his arms around me. I wanted to pull away, to run, but he held me tight. “Will someone tell me what the hell is going on,” she roared?“I can explain,” he said, his voice low and calm. But my mother was having none of it. “Someone had better say something, and fast!” she yelled. “The effect of the poison is affecting her wolf,” Drake said, his voice urgent. My mother's mouth fell open in shock, her eyes fixed on me. I felt my tears threatening to spill over, my vision blurring. I couldn't believe what was happening. I was in danger, my wolf was in danger, and I had no idea how to fix it. I felt helpless, my mind racing, my body trembling. And then my mother spoke, her words slicing through the silence like a k

Zelda“I will give you the one thing I crave the most, and in return, you will give me what I want,” I said to her, my voice calm and steady. Her eyes widened slightly, and she stared at me for a moment, as if trying to process what I had just said. Her gaze drifted from mine to Drake, and then back to me. “What is it?” she asked cautiously. “I will give you the position of Luna. I will step down and be nothing but a mistress to Drake,” I said, my voice trembling. There was a gasp from the crowd, and Drake yanked me around to face him. “What the hell is wrong with you?” he shouted. “I know what I'm doing,” I said, my voice full of conviction. “No, you don't!” he said, his voice rising in anger. “You think this is a game? You are playing with your status here!”“What use is the status to me right now?” I yelled back, my frustration growing. “I need you as my Luna, not some second-rate mistress!” he shouted, his eyes blazing with anger. I held up my hand, trying to calm him down.