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ZAIA. Mom and Dad are both silent. Bringing up a painful part of their past wasn’t my intention, but it was necessary. “Then, if your decision is made, then what do you want from me?” Dad says quietly. This is the moment, the most important part… “I need you to arrange the meeting with Sebastian
I don’t know how I will face Sebastian again! “We’re here ma’am.” The driver says, and I come out of my thoughts, glancing up at the building. He gets out, coming around to open the door for me. “Thank you,” I say as I step out and look up at the building. Floor number twelve… The sound of a mot
I haven’t used a gun in ages… but I have been trained with one. I need to know his identity! He’s too busy aiming at someone hiding behind the bench and I’m almost close enough when he suddenly freezes and turns sharply towards me. I gasp, pulling the trigger and he jumps to the side, letting out
SEBASTIAN.“Get my car ready. I’m going to head out.” I say through the phone to my driver, pausing when the news playing on the television catches my attention.“… outside the Stanton Hotel Building. The mass shooting has left nineteen confirmed dead on the scene with three in critical condition an
I’ve always hated this man to the very core. He may be her father, but he is as arrogant as Dad and always looks down on me.“My daughter is in that bed because of you!” he thunders as he crosses the room, “What do you want me to do, roll out the welcoming carpet!”“Because of me?” I ask coldly, gla
SEBASTIAN. An hour has passed, and she’s not awoken. Hugh is a jerk and what pissed me off is that he wants me to explain everything first, and I do, leaving only a little out. What I don’t mention is the fact that I contacted Zaia or anything to do with our run-in back when she had her promotion
I glance at Zaia. It isn’t so far-fetched… she is a little more in touch with her wolf side and beliefs… “What if it’s a misconception? I mean, I don’t think anyone deserves to be… purged. But what if I just need to show people that we need to embrace our wolves the way we once used to- the childre
ZAIA. My shoulder is aching, and my entire body feels like I have been run over, but seeing him sitting there makes me forget it all. I know I’m not ready to take him back, even if I want him… I need time. My heart still hurts, but at the same time, I’m terrified, terrified that something could