A wide smile filled my face at the sight of him. "You didn't tell me you were returning today?" I said, getting up to hug him. As he wrapped his arms around me, I took in the familiar scent of his cologne and aftershave. The smell of him always did something to my senses, and this time, it wasn't any different. His scent, as always, calming."I wanted it to be a surprise." He pulled away and winked at Pearl. "And I wouldn't miss your jollof rice for the world."I shook my head with a playfully gasp. "So you two are keeping things from me?"Chase shrugged. "I needed the surprise to be perfect."After the pleasantries, we all sat down for dinner, talking in between. Hands clasped together under the table. I loved it. When we were done, and I'd taken in all the compliments I received for the meal Pearl and I prepared, Chase and I moved to the balcony. "It's a beautiful night," I said, taking in the crisp evening air. "It really is," Chase agreed. "We never really had consistent eveni
I placed a slice of apple pie on my plate as the maid standing next to me at the buffet table quivered in fear. It had been two days since dinner at Chase's family home, and we were both back to our royal duties.Wanting to still familiarise myself with the way of the kingdom and getting to know the palace maids more, I'd decided to throw a small party for all the maids at the palace. Pamela and Bella had helped me plan it and they were ecstatic about the idea. I noticed that the maids always planned parties for the royals and served at said parties, so I decided I wanted to do something for them in return. Something that was just about them. "You can have anything you want," I said to the maid with a smile. She looked at the long table filled with food, her eyes wide. "Really?"I nodded. Then she reached out to serve herself a slice of cake. "Starting with dessert first, I admire your spirit."She chuckled and scurried off, giving me a lopsided smile. All I wanted was for the ma
Sabrina was quickly escorted out, her screams and protests echoing fading beneath the music. I felt a sense of peace as I ate my pie in silence, watching the maids dance, chatter amongst themselves and have the time of their lives. All acting as though nothing just happened now."You are my role model," Bella said softly as she grinned. "I won't let anyone unworthy step on me.""Don't let a branded be your role model, Bella," I teased."Your majesty!" Both Pamela and Bella chided, but I simply smiled and waved at them, joining some of the maids in dancing as I ate my pie.However, once I was done eating, I suddenly felt tired and lightheaded. I signaled for Pamela and Bella so we could leave, but before then, I needed to address the maids."Thank you all so much for accepting my invitation," I began once their attention was on me. "Like I said in the past, I don't just want to be a queen, but a friend and companion to you all. Your being palace maids says nothing about your worth as h
My hands pressed the cold linoleum tiles as I bent over the water closet, a wave of nausea crashing over me again and again. My stomach grumbled violently, and bile rose to my throat for the millionth time that morning. With a groan, the contents of my stomach got emptied into the bowl with a splash. As I was about to wipe my mouth, I felt another wave of nausea pass through me and I threw up again. "Are you sure you don't need me to get the royal doctor, Your majesty?" Pamela asked, her voice brooding in panic."No," I shook my head. "I am fine, Pamela. Don't worry.""But...""I said I am fine," I snapped, suddenly irritated. Nia hasn't said much either, but I could feel her getting weak as well."Of course, your majesty. I will clean the room before you finish."I nodded again, feeling too weak to move. It was the morning of the next day, and I had spent the night sick and throwing up. It was crazy. I pushed myself up, turning the shower on and stepping in. I needed to clean up be
"And then she fell face flat into the mud," Isa finished, and she and Pearl burst into laughter. I rolled my eyes at both of them, although a sliver of a smile formed at the corner of my lips. "It wasn't that bad," I whined."Oh, but it was," Isa said, and the two women laughed again. I sipped my punch, feeling lighter and happier than ever. The past few days have been amazing. With Isa here, getting to show her the kingdom and everyone who I've learned to call family, it all felt like a full circle moment. Also, with her being her, there was less time for me to get completely in my head and lose myself in thought, which was great. Chase has been traveling more often lately because there are a lot of things to do within Betnerd and its environs. So, Isa and Pearl have been keeping me company while making jokes at my expense. "It was very slippery, Isa," I countered, trying to save face. "And Ruby just didn't like me."Isa chuckled, nudging Pearl. "Ruby liked everyone. She was t
CHASE.I paced through the hallway of the royal section of the hospital, my heart pounding in my chest and my entire body on fire. I couldn't feel any other emotion but anger, and I had no idea who I was angry at. This was not a situation to be angry, yet I couldn't stop being angry at myself for not being able to protect Zara. It felt like deja vu, pacing this familiar hospital hallway, taking in the scent and waiting for the doctor's verdict. It was the same way I'd paced the hallway years ago, in hope that mum would miraculously be well and come back to the palace with me. I tried to shake the feeling of inadequacy that had heavily settled upon my shoulders, but I couldn't for the life of me. I was suddenly back to being just a boy who was praying that their loved one in that ward comes out unscathed by whatever illness had sent them there. I had nearly lost Zara today, and I couldn't stop blaming myself and thinking this was all my fault. I'd watched her faint in my arms, her
Somehow, I was even more scared of speaking to the doctor because all of this seemed like something very serious. I was scared of what he was going to tell me because I didn't want to lose Zara. Not now, not ever. He'd been in there for quite a while, and if it was something small, he would have popped out already to let me know I shouldn't worry. But he hasn't. Zara doesn't even know that I love her. That she has my heart in a firm grip in her hands. That I want to be with her for eternity. She doesn't even know we are mates yet. It would kill me if something happened to her without her knowing how much she meant to me.I am not sure I'd be able to function properly."Come," Aunt Margret pulled me away from the group who were mumbling to themselves silently, and we sat together in a corner.She was my comfort person. "I don't know what to do," my voice cracked, and I crumbled into a sobbing mess before she even started speaking. She rubbed my back in slow circles, the same way my
ZARA.When I woke up, the first thing that hit me was the very bright light threatening to blind me. Then the feeling of Chase's hand in mine which calmed me instantly.And finally, the sharp pain at the bottom of my abdomen. Everything was still pretty blurry to me, but I was slowly piecing back the memories one after the other. From the pain I felt in the early hours of the morning to sitting in my own pool of blood and then falling unconscious minutes later. I had no idea what was happening, but I also didn't want to believe that a simple stomach ache had led me here. What if I was dying?"Snookums," Chase's voice pulled me out from my thoughts. He was hovering above me, his eyes red and tired, his voice a groggy whisper. He looked... disheveled. "Hey," he brought our clasped hands to his mouth and brushed his dried lips to the back of my hand. "You're awake.""I...am," I crooked out. My throat was dry."Do you need water? Anything?" He asked, stroking my head. I shook my head,
ZARA. The morning light from the half opened curtain filtered into the room and I moved to the side, hoping to feel Chase's body beside me, but he wasn't there. We had spent a huge chunk of last night tangled up against each other in bed and I felt safe and protected in his arms. These past few weeks had been tumultuous to say the least, and I was just glad I had my best friend back to take care of me. As much as I wanted to be mean and cruel to Chase, when he explained everything to me, I could see where he was coming from. He deserved to be scared just like I was when I realised that I'd lost my mate and would be carrying around a mark on my wrist for the nearest foreseeable future. I had no idea what to do with myself, but Chase had swooped in and practically saved me. He was scared he'd lose me, and that was a completely understandable emotion. I was giving him grace because he'd proven to be who he said he was, ever since the first moment I met him. I wasn't going to hang
Another question that could put me in a difficult situation, but again, I chose honesty. "No, Snookums. I chose to marry you because I wanted you. Because the bond had already snapped into place for me." I swallowed. "And then, as time passed, my connection with you became stronger and I knew without a shadow of doubt that I was never going to let you go." "So you didn't tell me we were mates so I wouldn't stay? Did you hope I would leave? Because I still can't understand your reasoning there." The one question I'd asked myself now for weeks. The one I'd battled and created debates over. Why didn't I tell Zara she was my mate? In hindsight, it seemed so easy to do, but it wasn't. But I knew the answer. Hell, I'd known since the bond kicked into place. "I was scared!" I finally admitted out loud after all those weeks of avoiding the main reason. "I was terrified, Zara. Finding my mate was something I'd definitely given up on, as you can tell, I'm not a complete youngin." "You're
CHASE. I watched Zara inhale, her bottom lip quivering as she spoke up. "Is there anything else you would like to tell me? Secrets have lived between us for a while now and I don't want that to continue to happen." I froze for a bit, racking my brain and thinking about anything I might have kept from her till now, but at that moment, I couldn't think of anything. But still, I felt like there was something I was missing, something very important. "No," I responded slowly. "Are you sure?" Zara asked again, but before I could reply, she continued speaking. "Because I want to know why you didn't tell me we were mates." I completely froze in my spot, unmoving. That was something else I'd forgotten to tell her. Not entirely forgotten, per say, but something I had hid from her selfishly. "I...H...how did you know about that?" I asked, the wheels in my brain moving a mile a minute. I also wanted to ask her how long she'd known for too, but I didn't want to push it. Zara sat down pr
"What concoction are you talking about?" I asked as I stood up. Was this his way of running away from the conversation or was he playing another trick? "You don't have to lie. I know everything. You tried to get rid of the baby before I even knew you were pregnant!" He yelled. I said nothing. My head was spinning, my mind twirling with thoughts that made no sense. And Chase was raging angry, panting like a lion ready to devour its prey after a quick chase "First of all, it's crazy that no one told me that's why I almost lost our child," I started, keeping my voice calm and steady. "Zara, I..." But I didn't let him finish. "Secondly, I didn't even know I was pregnant, Chase," I repeated what I had told him at the hospital. "It didn't cross my mind for one moment that the reason for my changes was because I was pregnant. So why would I try to get rid of a child I had no idea I was carrying?" Chase shook his head. " Bella said she saw you taking a pregnancy test." My blood ran c
The moment stretched on, the silence, albeit thick with tension, provided me a bit of reprieve from everything else. The chaos that just happened and one I was sure would flare up once we decided to discuss things. I wasn't going to meekly wait for him to offer me explanations now. I am done with that! "I am so sorry, Snookums," Chase finally broke the silence, his voice sending a rush of calm through my nerves. Again with the very vague apology. One that doesn't seem to have any meaning. I needed him to tell me what he was apologising for specifically, because as far as I was concerned, he'a done a lot of questionable things in the past week that needed apologies. I also knew that for my mental health and his, I couldn't keep pushing this conversation until I was ready. Because the thing was, I had no idea when exactly I would be ready, considering I wasn't one who was ever comfortable discussing her feelings. I was never one taken serious back home, so I got used to bottling my
Zara I watched wide eyed as punch after punch flew between Chase and Ryan. It had all started in a blur. A type of blur that I did not anticipate. Ryan grabbed Chase by the collar punching him and they bumped into the walls, knocked down the coffee table and the tea set on top, breaking the set into a million tiny pieces on the floor. They struggled against each other, both trying to be the one on top, but Chase was currently straddling Ryan and punching him. The fighting made no sense because there was nothing to it. I could tell that Chase was acting completely out of anger because I was talking to Ryan. And Ryan was trying as much as he could to defend himself, while Shane was trying to stop it just like I was. It wasn't going great though, because Chase kept pushing Shane away and plummeting the life out of Ryan. It was a very unfair scene because Chase was ten times stronger than the two men combined. I've never seen Chase this angry and out of control in all the time I'v
When I arrived at her room on the first day, I was confused and borderline depressed. I met Isa in the room when I’d walked in and she had said Zara was taking a shower and wouldn’t like to see anyone. Yet, I could smell her close by and I couldn’t hear the sound of the shower running. I wanted to insist on seeing her because I desperately needed answers, but I also knew that I had to give her space even though I didn’t want to. My mind was still pretty set on the fact that Zara had not done what the consulate said, but it was so hard when the opinion of everyone else was in my head. I mean, she didn’t know we were mates, so of course, she didn’t want to keep the pregnancy. We both knew that this might not last long, so the genius plan was obviously to get rid of the pregnancy. I poured myself a glass of whiskey as Shane walked into the room. “Still no luck?” he asked, sitting across from me and I shook my head. “I don’t know what to do right now and who to believe. I really
Chase I lingered in front of Zara's room after a long day trip. It was the third day since her return from the hospital and my meeting with the consulate, and I hadn’t been able to see her. I thought about barging in and demanding an audience with her, but I was already on Zara's bad list, and I didn’t want to push her away any longer. Yet, even standing by this door, I could smell her, and my entire body shivered with need. I would do anything right now to hold her, kiss her, and tell her that everything would be alright. I paused for a couple of minutes and knocked on the door, hoping for a response. When none came, I pushed it open and walked inside, expecting to see Isa standing watch by the door and ready to stop me from entering. But nobody was there right now, except for Zara, who was lying on the bed, and I was certain she wasn’t asleep. The sound of her heartbeat resounded in my ears as her scent filled me. Somehow, I am more aware of her now and the mate bond, most
ZARA. I walked into mine and Chase's chambers, my spirit down and feeling sadder than I'd ever been in a while. Perhaps ever since I got here. We were expecting a child, and instead of being over the moon and ecstatic, I felt drained and tired. It was heartbreaking that Chase didn't want the child that we were having together, but it was even worse that we might be mates and I had no idea. Because he hid it from me. I sighed heavily and slumped into a nearby chair, my mind a complete mess. These past few days had shown me the amount of love I was surrounded by. I was constantly being doted on, and the one person I wanted to feel a bit of care from was nowhere to be found. Chase and I hardly talk to each other, or better yet, I do most of the avoiding. Learning that we were mates, and he hid that from me broke my heart. It made me question why he chose to hide it, and if I had any right to have the feelings I thought I had for him. Right now, I wasn't sure anymore. First, I was