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[Diana’s POV] Saint along with Alpha Vidar went to the inner temple in the Pretis palace, which was connected to the Oracle chamber and the royal library. The royal library was only accessible to the alpha and a few others he permitted. The royal library was linked with the picture gallery, which was accessible to the guests, palace staff, the royal family, and the public on special occasions. “I don’t think Saint will attend the ball,” Miya said. We were on our way to the royal ballroom after resting a little after the opening ceremony. “Yeah, I can’t imagine the Saint dancing and drinking,” I said, looking around as we walked through the corridors leading to the ballroom. “By the way, where are Zephyr and Janus?” Zared asked. “You sure there’s nothing going on between these two? They sneak out like secret lovers in some kind of forbidden relationship.” Miya and I chuckled. “They took Carol out. They most probably are in the Draco garden, getting flowers for Carol. All of us
[Diana’s POV] I tried to act as normal as I could, but with every step Devon took towards me, I felt my heart skid in my chest. What if he claims that I am his mate in front of everyone? What if he tells Reese that he is my mate? Reese wants to throw Zephyr out of my life, anyway. If he gets to know that all this time I have been faking a mate bond with Zephyr, I can’t even imagine what he might do. Zephyr isn’t around either. If I get up and leave, Devon will be suspicious that I am trying to avoid him. That’s the last thing I wanted. But what should I do now? What if he asks me for a dance? It’s not like our mate bond isn’t affecting me. It is. I feel that pull towards Devon; I feel it and, like Zephyr said; I don’t want to do anything about it. But what if I slip when I touch him again, just like I did in my previous life? No. I know what my heart wants this time. With my heart and my head, Zephyr is the only man I want. But the mate bond is a completely physical pull.
[Zephyr’s POV]No matter what I do or how hard I try, she will never be mine. I knew it long ago, yet I hoped... quite foolishly, that is. I made a truce with my love and myself that even if she never chooses me, I will always choose her. Even if she doesn’t love me, I will always love her. I will give my everything to her even when I am nothing for her.She is my world. There’s not a second I don’t think about her.So why can’t I be her world? Why do I have to share her attention with anyone else?Why do I have to see her pay all attention to that stupid bird and not strangle it? Why the fuck do I have to keep pretending to be ok with her being busy with the world?I bore with that birdy, played with it, fed it, and took care of it because that made Diana smile. I brought her flowers and saw them burn with a smile because that made Diana feel bad for me. That made her pity me. It made me happy. It made her look at me, search for me.It made me feel special.The first reason for win
[Zephyr’s POV] “Where were you? Why did you leave so abruptly? I have been searching for you…” Diana sniffled. “Carol, princess. It keeps hopping away. Here there. All around the palace. From Unal lake to where-not. Even now, it hopped away. I was coming to you. I couldn’t even hand it to someone else. It starts screeching.” I let out a sigh. “But why are you crying? What’s wrong? Did something happen?” Diana parted from me. Her brows knit and the way she nibbled on her lower lips. There was something she wanted to tell me. Something that made her anxious. I knew what it was. She wanted to talk to me about her mate. I took out my handkerchief and wiped her tears and the smeared make-up gently. “You are making me anxious, princess. Did someone do something to you, or say something to you? Please tell me, I feel terrible for not being by your side when you needed me,” I said, caressing her cheek. “I looked for you so much and then… you disappeared… you saw me dance with Devon. Wa
[Zephyr’s POV] There are times when everything right seems wrong and only when everything goes wrong… it seems as if we have done something right. There had been a question in my mind. I had been restlessly searching for the answer to it ever since I lost Diana, but never got one. “Princess,” Dia. “How did you die in your previous life?” I asked. Diana flinched at my question as if she was re-experiencing those moments when the flames charred her skin. She shut her eyes and remained silent. “Was he the reason for your death? The man you call Mask?” I asked. “You said he attacked your mate’s pack, killed him. So…” I licked my lips. “... I think it’s only natural for you to hate him, right? I still don’t understand why and how you died.” I felt the dark thorny vines crawl all around my body and clench themselves, prodding every inch of my skin. The same feeling I had when I jumped into the flames that raged around Diana’s body. I froze in those flames like the shadow of the thor
[Diana’s POV] When Zephyr said that he wanted to play the game of obsession where we hide and seek from each other, he confessed that he had things to hide. Sides of himself that he hadn’t shown to me, things about himself that he hadn’t told me. But it also meant he wanted me to seek those sides of him. He wasn’t trying to hide anymore; he wanted to be found but not so easily and I don’t know why that sent thunders of excitement running into my veins. Having the freedom to be discovered, that’s something most relationships fail to accomplish because people have the habit of hiding until they are pushed to their limits and through this game I was allowed to push Zephyr to those limits without fearing a breakup or the negative effect it might have on our relationship. I was excited and scared at the same time. Excited to discover Zephyr deeper than he presented himself and scared that I might discover something that was better left untouched. But I could think about all of those th
[Diana’s POV] We walked into the ballroom. I was trying to keep my gown from sticking to my body. It was insane how I was covered from the neck to toe, yet the paranoia of nakedness hit so hard. Even if I lifted the hem of my gown slightly, the breeziness would swirl within, making me more conscious of the mess between my legs. “Everything ok down there, Diana?” Zephyr whispered in a teasing tone. I snapped a glare at him. “I should have gotten you hard before coming here, and then I would have asked you the same question.” He chuckled, caressing Carol on my shoulder. He leaned in and I thought he would whisper something, but glided his finger up my nape, making me shudder as the goosebumps ran all over me. He pecked my ear and whispered, “you can make me hard just by breathing, Diana. Breathe just as hard as you did the last time you had me in your beautiful mouth.” I gulped hard, feeling my crotch heat with another string of tightness building up all around my body. “How abo
[Diana’s POV] “Princess… wait.” Zephyr caught up to from the dance floor to where Miya was. “Carol, come.” I stretched out my arms. Carol, who was sitting bored with a lot of attitude, got to its feet, flapped its flame-like tiny wings and half jumped and half flew into my arms. “I am sorry, Miya. I am exhausted. I will go ahead. See you tomorrow.” I said and without even listening to her reply, and dragged Zephyr out with me. We stopped after covering some distance into the sparsely lit corridor. “Princess, this isn’t the right way. The way to our room is that way,” he said, pointing to the other side. Panting, I looked at him. “Is it about the dance? Did I go overboard?” He asked. “I loved it,” I said impassively, with slight rage. Zephyr lifted his brows, “now… if you say you love it with such a furious expression… I don’t know what to do? Should I be happy you loved it or be scared to my death that you loved it?” He tried to joke around, but at that moment, nothing was w