Zelda“I agree,” Drake said, his gaze still fixed on the old woman. I felt a wave of relief wash over me, followed by a surge of confusion. Should I smile? Or cry? I didn't know how to react. I turned my attention to the old woman, who was grinning like a Cheshire cat. It's the moon goddess's fault. She gave my enemies the upper hand, and now we're in this mess.“Come with me,” the old woman said, gesturing for me to follow her. I got to my feet, my legs feeling shaky, and I noticed that Drake had done the same. “No, just her,” the old woman said, her voice firm. “Why?” Drake asked, his brow furrowed confused. “You ask too many questions,” she replied, irritation creeping into her tone. “I am the one treating her right now.” “I'll be fine,” I mumbled to Drake, trying to reassure him. He pulled me into a hug, and I leaned into it, grateful for the comfort. “Ugh,” the old woman muttered. I pulled away from Drake, trying to keep my composure. I followed the old woman down a dark,

ZeldaTo my horror, I noticed that it was Drake standing in front of me, an arrow notched in his bow and aimed at Amelia again. Before I could move, he fired, and I rushed forward, throwing myself in front of the arrow to stop it from hitting its target. “What the hell are you doing, Drake?” I screamed, my heart racing. “Let me end her once and for all!” he yelled, desperation and rage in his voice. I was stunned, unable to comprehend what was happening.“What's going on?” I asked, my voice shaking. “What's all this about?” I demanded, struggling to understand what was happening. Drake's eyes were wild, his hands trembling as he held the bow. “Do you think I will allow her to become Luna and make you my mistress?” he shouted, his voice full of rage. “Do you think I will let her threaten me, the Alpha, and let her go scot-free?” I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. I was frozen in terror, unable to process what was happening.“Alpha!” a guard called out, rushing towa

Zelda“My lady,” a voice called from behind me, making me jump. I turned around to see a maid standing there, her gaze fixed firmly on the floor. “Your room is ready,” she said, her tone deferential. “How many miles is it from here to Cindy's grandmother's house?” I asked, my voice betraying my anxiety. The maid hesitated, then said, “I do not know, my lady.” I felt a wave of frustration, but I bit my tongue. “Thank you,” I said, my tone cool.I pulled the curtains closed, blocking out the moonlight. With a weary sigh, I let my shoulders slump. “My lady,” the maid said, “I hope you find the room to your liking.” I nodded my thanks, too tired to speak. She left me alone, and I entered the room, closing the door behind me. I sank onto the bed, its softness enveloping me. The silence was broken only by the ticking of the clock on the wall. I felt a wave of exhaustion wash over me, and I closed my eyes, my thoughts swirling.I felt my blood boil as I thought of what that woman had d

ZeldaDesperate, I reached out with my mind, trying to connect with Drake. To my relief, I felt him there, his mind close and receptive. I tried to send him to our location, hoping he could understand my message. Suddenly, I felt his presence grow stronger. He was coming, and he was coming fast. I sent him another message, pleading with him to hurry. He responded, his mind filled with a sense of urgency and determination.Cindy's wolf was impossibly fast, making it difficult for me to shift into my wolf form. I heard a loud growl in the distance, and my heart leapt. I knew that growl, that deep, angry sound. It was Drake, coming to save me. I just had to hold on until he got here. But I could feel my strength waning, and I knew I wouldn't last much longer. I had to find a way to keep myself safe, and quickly.Suddenly, Cindy's wolf stopped, her ears perked up and her body tensed. I could tell she had heard Drake, too. She turned to face him, her tail low and her eyes blazing with hat

ZeldaI felt Jake's hand slip from my grasp, and I heard a sickening thud as he hit the rocks below. I wanted to believe he was still alive, but I knew it was a futile hope. I sank to my knees, my eyes fixated on the jagged cliff that loomed before me. “Jake! Jake! Jake!” I heard Drake’s voice as he called out, but the only response was the echo of his own voice. Desperately, Drake yelled again, his voice hoarse and cracking. But there was no reply, only a heavy silence. I turned to Drake, his expression unreadable. “Let's go,” he said quietly, his voice heavy with grief. “No!” I cried, shaking my head. “We have to find him! We have to save him!” I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I couldn't accept that he was gone. Drake took my face in his hands, his eyes filled with sadness. “He's dead, Zelda,” he said softly, his voice cracking. “I'm so sorry.” I shook my head, refusing to accept that Jake was gone, and then I freed myself from hi