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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
I place a soft kiss on each of their foreheads, Mom frowns slightly and I quietly move back before I turn and tiptoe to the door. I pause, my hand on the door frame as I cast another glance back at them and smile softly. All I want is for everything to be alright so my children can have the life t
“What happened?” I ask as his gaze skims over my breasts, and I feel very aware of how revealing my dress is. Only Sebastian can ignite this desire inside of me. The way he’s looking at me is drowning me. Please say something before I submit… He frowns, staring at my thigh, removing his hand and
SEBASTIAN.I watch her as she sits there; her plunging neckline enticing me but the concern and worry I feel for her outweigh my desires - wanting to take away all her worries.Those men were there to make an example of me, but I turned out far stronger than they anticipated. Idiots.But I also can’
“Careful I’m injured,” I complain and she looks at me, unimpressed despite the blush on her cheeks.“Don’t act too big for your boots, Mr King. I was just going to remind you that you’re still injured. You should stop flirting until you’re better!”“Yet you didn’t deny what I said,” I remark cockily
Her walls come down as she lowers her head, placing it in her hands, her elbows resting on her thighs.“What else has happened?” There’s something more to it all…“Where do I begin? Do I start when Mom told me that I have a brother that was taken and she pretended he was dead, that he too had the Bl