Zaia had said to let it go and recalled the squad. It's been seventeen months and we haven't heard anything since… almost as if he has vanished into thin air… as silent as he had been for the last five years prior… This is what happens when I end up having a moment to ponder on things. The person
VALERIE. My heart almost stops, and my eyes glimmer as I ready myself. I’m no longer that helpless woman I once was… Even if just the thought of being attacked in my apartment sickens me, I have changed. After the war, I made sure to train, to hone my abilities. Zaia and I had our workout sessions
Goddess, doesn’t look like this is the place that ordered groceries online. Now dressed in tan cropped pants and a white shirt that’s tucked in, I finish the look with a cropped sleeve matching tan blazer. I leave my apartment, deciding to go exploring, and drop my car off at the nearest garage. I
VALERIE. My heart and mind are both still a mess of emotions and thoughts. What is he doing here? I run my hand through my hair for the thousandth time and I’m certain my permed curls probably look like I’ve had an electric shock by now. Zade is here. He’s working here. How did we end up in the
Zade. I turn quickly, clamping my mouth shut and spilling coffee on my legs. I curse internally, biting back a yelp as I make to rush into my room. I barely have one foot across the threshold when the other door snaps open. Sparks course through me as he grabs me by my wrist, spinning me around an
VALERIE. My heart thunders as I look around the apartment. Did the generator’s fuse blow? I have half an urge to open the door and to look down below to see if someone’s going to do something about it, but not after what just happened with Zade. I look around. Flashes of the night when I was atta
Did I lock it? I can’t remember, but I’m sure I did. Urgh! Sleep is still weighing me down, but I need to check the door… I touch my forehead, about to get out of bed, when suddenly someone jumps from the shadows of the room and slams me back onto the bed. I open my mouth to scream, but he clamp
A jolt of pleasure rushes through me as he runs the cold barrel of the gun along my inner thigh. There’s something wrong with me… I see his nostrils flare slightly as he looks at the deep scratches on my thighs where the attacker had grabbed me while trying to part my legs. My heart thunders as he