"I was waiting for you," he said. "Everything okay?" I asked, keeping my voice firm as though nothing was wrong. "The consulate has requested a meeting." I groaned. Dealing with the consulate and their whining was the last thing I needed right now. "Can't it be moved? I'm sort of tied down by an emergency as you can tell." "They are pretty impatient." "Alright then. Get the car ready." Throughout the ride to the consulate, I didn't say a word. I was too beat up to speak, my emotions too raw to make coherent decisions or thoughts. I just hope the consulate does nothing to piss me off cause I'm not entirely sure I'd be able to control myself or Drew. In the midst of everything going on and the shambles in my life, however, I was immensely thankful that news of Zara's illness hasn't made its way around the kingdom yet. I'd told everyone that she'd gone on a trip to her mother's kingdom and won't be around for a little while, so I was certain that this meeting with the consula
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
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
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
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
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
"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
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
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
"I was waiting for you," he said. "Everything okay?" I asked, keeping my voice firm as though nothing was wrong. "The consulate has requested a meeting." I groaned. Dealing with the consulate and their whining was the last thing I needed right now. "Can't it be moved? I'm sort of tied down by an emergency as you can tell." "They are pretty impatient." "Alright then. Get the car ready." Throughout the ride to the consulate, I didn't say a word. I was too beat up to speak, my emotions too raw to make coherent decisions or thoughts. I just hope the consulate does nothing to piss me off cause I'm not entirely sure I'd be able to control myself or Drew. In the midst of everything going on and the shambles in my life, however, I was immensely thankful that news of Zara's illness hasn't made its way around the kingdom yet. I'd told everyone that she'd gone on a trip to her mother's kingdom and won't be around for a little while, so I was certain that this meeting with the consula
CHASE. My stomach rolled and turned as I made my way to the doctor's office, although not as bad as it had been since Zara began to ignore me three days ago. After our conversation on that day, I had no idea what was in store for us anymore. I felt so confused and disoriented. The question she asked me had caught me off guard because prior to that moment, I hadn't really thought about what it would be like to have a child with Zara. Sure, it was definitely the best thing in the world, but I'd chickened out and she had taken my lack of response to mean that I wasn't excited about the child. Plus, while I do want the child, I don't like the idea of tying her down to me with the pregnancy, when she probably doesn't want to be with me. There's still a month left, no, three weeks until three months have passed and that fateful day before she knows I am her mate. But what if she doesn't want to be mine? The conversation with Pearl urging me to tell her about the mate bond had put more