I wonder who that might be... hehe
ZAIA. I look down at my gun on the bed and trying to keep my heart steady, I grab the gun and spin around, swinging it at the person creeping up on me. It’s a man. He’s tall and clearly well-built, wearing black sweatpants and a hoodie. It’s all I see as a low snarl escapes him and he shoves me ba
ZAIA. “Dad!” I shout, “What on earth are you doing in my home? Without even knocking!” I come to a halt as I come face to face with Annette. She’s holding a cup of tea in her hand and looks shocked to see me. “Where is Dad?” I ask. She frowns. “Your father has been on a business trip for the la
“What number?” I ask, now frowning. “He never… Oh Goddess, I told him to pass you the number in person! He wanted to see the children before the business trip! Who knows if the number will still work and I worked so hard to get it! So he never stopped at your pack…” Realisation dawns upon her, and
ZAIA. Please say this is a lie… His words through the phone echo in my mind, making everything else fade away. “Zaia!” Annette’s distant shout echoes in my mind as I fall to my knees, broken. Sebastian left me. Tears stream down my cheeks as I clutch my chest. The pain I feel is far worse than
I turn away, my eyes stinging as I stare out through the open window at the moon above. Nothing can fix this… They enter and Atticus leaves the door open a crack, murmuring something about the children being asleep. He sits on the floor beside the bed, stretching his legs out, but I know he’s conc
ZAIA. “My patience is gone, and I don’t want to resort to any harsh methods, but I will if I have to,” I warn dangerously, my eyes flashing as I look over at Annalise. “Who was the person you talked to back in Atticus’s pack on New Year’s Eve?” It’s the following day and although I did not get any
I’ve already reset the security and call it extreme, but I am the only one who can now access the prison and security. Without my permission, no one leaves. A move that I know will only put me at further risk, but I can’t trust anyone anymore… I can still trust my friends… But can I? I hate that
ZAIA. “Think Zaia… think…” I mutter as I feel under the floorboards once again. I need it, not only to track the Sable but to find Dad. Those I have sent out to search for him have so far found nothing, as I feared. I refuse to let this put me down. This goal is all that is keeping me going stron
I hear footsteps and wipe my eyes furiously and take a deep breath, refusing to let him see how I feel. He steps into the room, hands in pocket, carrying an arrogance as he looks me over.“I have questions.”“You kidnapped me!” I snarl.“You’re not a kid. Sit down.”“I don’t listen to-”The next thi
~ MILENA ~The bullet pierces through his chest and I gasp, my heart shattering as I watch the blood drip down his white shirt. It hurts, so fucking much. Not that I shot him, not that I know he could have dodged it if he had moved, but it’s the shock in those bright blue eyes when he realised I sho
Staring back at me in photo after photo is none other than the man I love, the man I have lived with for nearly a year. The man who killed my brother.One and the very same.“No… NO!” I scream, kicking the photos away from me. Is this a sick joke? I jump out of bed, rush to the bathroom and manage t
~ MILENA ~My eyes open, my vision blurry. I rub my eyes. I know I’m in a bed. It feels familiar, and for a moment I wonder if I’m back at my place but… my bed isn’t this large or comfortable.I sit up and look around, my heart hammering as realisation settles in. I know why it feels so… homely.Thi
“Excuse me, sir, she’ll be free to go tomorrow. But she will need to take some blood thinners and some pain relief tablets for the next two weeks.”I nod. I didn’t tell them I didn’t know her… after all, my questions are pending and she has the answers.This was not how I was expecting my night to e
~ ZION ~Not this time.I raise my gun, pressing it to her forehead roughly. She stumbles backwards trying to put space between us, but with her injured leg she’s not as slick and I almost reach out to steady her, then remind myself who she is.She is one of them.And she’s here for a reason.Do the
My heart skips a beat.He’s always been clever, but the conviction with how he said that one sentence… as if he was completely certain. But I’m not going to admit that.I chuckle humourlessly. “And why would you think I was the one who was behind that?”“You don’t wear a seatbelt, Milena. You were w
~ MILENA ~Irritation flashes through me as the car comes ever closer. As predicted it would.I’m waiting for the moment Zion’s car that he no longer has control over dangerously drives down this one-way road, and I’ll be here, waiting to pull out in front of him.I have to time it just right. If he
“Oh god, this is a generous treat…” she murmurs as she sticks her tongue out and flicks it across the tip in a slow and tantalising manner.Pleasure shoots through me and I grip the back of her head.“Not yet,” I mutter huskily, yanking her to her feet and turning her. I push her against the wall, u