Hating Alpha Pedro.

~ZARA~He is my mate!Pedro Wade is my mate?Can my life get anymore eventful?I am seated in my chambers—his chambers actually. It has been twenty four hours. Twenty four hours of me seating in this chamber, twenty four hours of devote skincare and being surrounded by the infinity Wolfgang to watch my every movement and every action.It has been twenty four hours since I found out that Alpha Pedro Wade is my mate and in the next twenty four hours, he would be hosting a grand ceremony all over infinity city to announce that we are mates.I wince at the thought, my fingers digging deep into my skin in dread and anger. I could possibly use any means to get myself out of here, of course I wouldn’t even have come here in my own accord had the ruthless sonofabitch didn’t demand that the Wolfgang forcefully makes sure I am present.That’s right,Alpha Pedro never asked. He demanded.My chest heaves slowly when my mind casts back to the demise of my parents, to the moment when my hatred and

~ZARA~The curtains are drawn open and I’m standing in the direction of the spotlight focused on me. He’s looking at me expectantly, I could sense the trails of helpless hope he carried within. Like he was desperately pleading that I honor moon goddess wishes.However, he’s perfect at masking his hopelessness with a daring stare. I let out a sigh, and take my first steps in. Today is the day when I finally put to an end this nightmare. The crowd is hooting and howling in excitement and for a nanosecond, I wonder if George would be doing alright. He’s not here. The light pack are not friendly to vampires. Funny how I have always known that Alpha Pedro was my mate.Yes, I’d realize this from the first day I ran into his chambers pleading for help, when he gazed at me, even when his hands grazed my skin. I could feel the tingles and spark shoot through my spine. Fortunately, I had fallen in love with George . The kind stranger who was quick to offer me assistance when I needed help.I h

~Zara~I am gradually taking in the dimness of the building. The smell of cinnamon tea wafts through my nostrils. Someone is brewing tea, George is the only one with me so I figure out that much that he is the one making the tea.The pain hitting my spine is massive, the small cuts and bruises are not healed yet. And as much as I try to figure out what is happening, It becomes impossible every passing second. I can not hear any faint sound coming from anywhere that is not a spoon clinking the teacup and for some weird reasons, I am suddenly alarmed.I immediately get up with a start, running frantic gaze around me. I try mumbling some spells that mother taught me to when I needed focus. Nothing is happening asides the increasingly rapid panic. Warm hands grip at my wrist, startling me immediately.I turn around, letting out a gasp. It is George . He is holding a teacup with another filled with steaming cinnamon tea and his other arms are on me.“Hey, you are safe now.” He reassures.

~Zara~It is funny how I am here with George , in a strange city and In a cozy apartment with zero idea of what next step to follow and endless hours of trying to pick just one person’s scent that isn’t George .I am trying to channel my whole wolf power and magic into making out something but nothing seems to work. I can not perceive, can not hear approaching footsteps and my magical powers seemed to have gone on an unsolicited vacation.A low feeling of panic immediately hits me and I become restless, endlessly pacing about in a disorganized manner. I do not have my powers as a wolf— the realization clouds my senses, plunging me into a frenzy.What do I do? How do I manage? What if Pedro’s men are still out there? How do I get out of this mess?I am becoming hysterical each passing minutes, my mind is raking and the wheels in my brain are working endlessly, trying to figure out this whole situation with me.‘Okay, let us do it this way, calm down Za

Life in Greenwood city is much refreshing than I thought. We were starting afresh. George and I, we had agreed we would put the past behind, leave all the bad memories that came with almight town die down there. George was right after all, we were in a new city. One without hate and discrimination. Everyone looked out for each other and made sure they had something to eat. If I did not know better, I would think I was in a fairy island where everything was perfect. But that was it with Greenwood . Everything was perfect. George had gotten a job at the city council, he worked happily and more at ease than I have ever seen him. I could not be anymore grateful for taking this decision with George . Two days ago, we had taken a tour around the city. Greenwood was not that much of a big city. Infact, compared to almight town, it was just a quarter and half of it. But everyone did not seem to mind. As long as they were happy, then it was all good. The p