~Malik~ Everything should have been perfect after I found my mate and we completed the bonding rituals. But it felt as though my problems were only beginning. Convincing Ezinne to become my wife was surprisingly easy, considering her strong-willed nature. It made me suspect her purpose of be
~Ezinne~ I couldn't understand what was happening to me. Was it because they acted like I was invisible, which triggered painful memories, or was it the way they told me to leave, making it clear that I didn't belong? Feeling like you don't belong is tough. It's hard to see the point in stat
However, after a short while, I gathered myself from the floor and dried my tears. I had been through tough times before; I could handle this as well. This time, at least, I wasn't in love, which would allow me to think more clearly. I will endure it to get what I want. I was here on a mission. Afte
~Ezinne~ My trolley of clothes and other belongings was brought to me later that day. I had expected to maybe catch a glimpse of Malik, but he was nowhere to be seen, nor did I make any attempt to leave the room. I stayed indoors until Delilah brought my belongings in the afternoon. When Kael
"No, Kael. It's not you. I just really need some time by myself right now," I explained, hoping he wouldn't think he had upset me in any way. Kael gave me a gentle nod, his face showing understanding. "Of course, your privacy is important. I'll make sure you're not disturbed." I gave him a
~Ezinne~ It has been three days now, yet there were no signs of Malik and his trusted men. I had been following a repetitive routine— wake up, eat, and wander aimlessly through the palace and I was getting tired of it. Sleeping on the grand bed felt more like sleeping on a slab of ice than a place
Ezinne We found ourselves in yet another bout. This time, I planted my feet firmly, ensuring my core was strong, determined not to let Ange flip me as effortlessly as before. Our eyes locked in a fierce gaze while the other women cheered us on. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead, trailing do
"Lady Ange, your fighting skills are commendable, but they are still quite basic," Rhea said as we walked. Ange chuckled lightly, tucking a strand of her chestnut hair behind her ear. "Well, I picked up a few skills here and there. But if I must become a leader, I should master the craft." Rh