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ZAIA. I stare at my reflection in the mirror. Maybe I did take it a step too far… My hair is pulled back in a sleek bun, and my eyes are smoky with a nude lipstick. I’m wearing a navy dress, it’s plain, with a slight shimmer to it, and it reaches the floor with a string strap halter neck that le
Dad is still as he stares at her. “No. You should have told me! I could have done the right thing!” He suddenly roars as he stands up, his eyes blazing. “Could you have?! You could have died!” Dad scoffs as he backs away from Mom. What is going on? “You really are a horrible mother,” he whispe
ZAIA. The glimmering fairy lights and the lanterns twinkle in the night. The music is soft and soothing, the opposite of the storm that rages inside of me. I am still unable to fully process the information that Mom shared, and neither can Dad… Mom decided to stay home. She had originally been ext
“You need not worry, Luna. Dad knows I am capable.” I reply, taking a spoonful of my chocolate cake. She rolls her eyes, picking up her drink. “Well, as long as you are confident, what’s with the getup?” “I was trying something,” I reply simply. “Trying to look like a fool.” She mumbles under her
“Because she destroyed her sister’s house!” Dad thunders, making a tense silence fall over the gathering. Of course, people knew and have heard of what happened, but for Dad to address it himself… “He was mine first!” She retorts, her eyes flashing. I know Sebastian said it was never serious… but
ZAIA. “Well goodnight, Ms Toussaint. I am thoroughly impressed with how far you have come. Oh, and…” Alpha Robert leans forward. “I hope you are recovering well.” “Thank you, I’m fine,” I say, touching my shoulder lightly. It’s obvious no one wanted to openly mention me being shot; not wanting it
He fixes his sock and stands up, frowning deeply. “Zaia… I saw your symbol years ago, but it was obvious neither you nor your family knew what it meant and I know the Sable Triquetra needs you and we can’t let that happen.” The Sable Triquetra? What is that? “What are you going on about, Atticus?
ZAIA. My heart skips a beat as I stare at Jai, my legs refusing to move when he rushes over to me and quickly puts his arm around me to help me up faster, not wanting to hurt my arm. “Quick!” Panic fills me as I rush from the room, stumbling as the floor seems to move and bend and I close my eyes