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
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
ZARA. I had tried to convince Chase to stay in bed with me for the rest of the day, but that had only given me fifteen extra minutes of his time. It was the best fifteen extra minutes of my life. Things have been going great with us recently, and I was loving it. But I would be lying if I said I wasn’t a little bit scared that something would happen out of nowhere. I felt like maybe I didn’t deserve any of this, like Chase or the baby or even being alive. I keep getting agitated, and my anxiety spiking from time to time. Everything seems too easy to be real. To be okay. ‘You deserve all this and more,’ Nia whispered. ‘But it’s hard to think that.’ ‘Well get rid of that thought and enjoy everything you currently have.’ She was right and I was going to do all I could to enjoy the happiness that I was privileged to have right now. I got ready as Pamela helped me. She pulled my hair into a high ponytail and then pulled it together, leaving tufts of my curly hair at the top. She a
Finally, we got to the building and I made my way to the head of the table of elders which was unusually quiet. They all greeted me in unison and fell into an unusual silence again. I could tell that they were definitely still reeling from the events of the previous meeting. “How’s everyone doing?” I asked as soon as I got comfortable. “We are all good, your grace. Thank you for asking,” one of the elders answered, their heads still ducked down. I leaned back in my chair, my fingers tapping against the wooden table with a measured calm. “Well, I gave you all time to rest after the ordeal of the last meeting, and I hope that we can move past it and focus on current issues,” I said. Some of the elders mumbled and shifted in their seats as if they had something more to say but wouldn’t dare voice it. But finally, one of them was brave enough to say something. “Your grace, with all due respect, the death of the prime minister came as quite a shock. He was a respected figure, a lo
CHASE. “Do you really have to go in today?” Zara asked from where she lay pouting on the bed. I turned around to look at her as I took in her bed hair which consisted of her curls sticking out in all directions, which made her even more adorable than she already was. She was wearing my T-shirt and the only thing I wanted to do right now was to crawl back in bed with her. ‘Then get back in bed,’ Drew growled within me. ‘It’s not that easy,’ I bit back. ‘We have responsibilities. Things to do.’ ‘But Zara looks so good,’ he whined. She did. And yesterday was perfect. And Zara and I had spent the remainder of the evening eating snacks in bed and talking. It ended with us making love, and I didn’t think anything could really top that. “Are you going to stand there smiling at the air or get in bed with me?” she asked, dragging me out of my reverie. I sighed as I got to the bed. “The only thing I want to do right now is to stay in bed with you.” “And why can’t you do that?”
After that, he plated our jollof rice, fried plantains, and chicken, and while I wolfed it down while we talked, Chase kept taking small bites and gulping down milk. He was so adorable. His eyes and nose were red, and he looked utterly uncomfortable as he forced himself to eat the food. It showed to what extent Chase was willing to do things for me. So, I set my spoon down, stood up and closed the distance between us. He looked up at me, confusion blanketing his face before he split into a grin when I sat down on his lap. He adjusted the chair, giving me more space as I wrapped my hands around his neck, and pulled him down for a kiss. Just a tangle of tongue and teeths and breath. A bubble of warmth that wrapped itself around us and sunk us deeper into our feelings. Before I finally broke the kiss. “Hey, gorgeous,” his voice was soft, almost raspy, and his gaze never left mine. “Hi, handsome,” I grinned, before burying my face at the crook of his neck. “I needed that k
“Keep your eyes closed,” Chase warned as he led me down a path. I had no idea where we were going and despite the numerous times I had asked, he wouldn't say. “Ow,” I said dramatically as my feet hit a rock. “Be careful,” he chuckled, making sure he held me in place as we continued on. I didn’t want to jinx whatever we had going on, but I would say that it has been pretty good so far. We weathered the storm that seemed unending a a while back, and somehow, we’re here even stronger. Better than I had ever imagined. It had been a couple of weeks since that very heated session in the throne room, and whenever I think about that, my cheeks get hot because of how steamy it was. I never knew that Chase had it in him. From taking matters into his own hands and dealing with the prime minister, to taking me right there in the throne room. On the throne shared by kings and queens of Betnerd for decades. But somehow, it was all we needed. That reassurance and him letting me know he’l
ZARA. I wrapped my arms around Chase’s neck as he carried me gently and placed me on the throne with my heart pounding in my chest. Everything had been a complete blur, but now I was feeling much better. I had no idea how the wolfsbane didn’t affect me, but for some reason it didn’t and I was fine which I was happy about. Chase knelt down in front of me, brushing a thumb across my cheek, his gaze searching mine. I could see how much he cared about me and it made my heart melt. He killed for me. No one had ever done that for me before and I’d been so surprised by what had happened. “Are you okay?” he asked, dragging me out of my thoughts. “Does anything hurt?” I gave him a small smile. It was so cute how much he cared about my well being, and how he made sure I knew that he cared about me. I nodded. “I am. And no, nothing hurts.” Not taking my word, I watched him look around my body as if searching for some invisible wound he might have missed or one I might be hi
My eyes roamed the room through Drew's, taking in the other elders very shocked looks. Drew had just killed a member of the consulate. And not just any member, but the prime minister, which was something that never happened in the past, so I could understand why they all looked pretty shocked about that. Even Shane and Ryan both looked like they'd just seen a ghost. I rarely ever acted on impulse, and Drew certainly never did. But this was something neither of us could control. I wasn't about to sit back and watch as he disrespected my wife, and neither was Drew. 'He should've been dead a long time ago,' Drew growled. 'I completely agree. He had no business roaming the world and my kingdom with that foul heart of his,' I agreed. He got what was coming to him, and that was all I could say about the issue. Drew suddenly roared at the elders, the sound of the roar, shaking the very old building. The elders who always had something to say or counter during every consulate meetin
CHASE. A gaping hole lodged itself as I watched everything unfold before me in slow motion. It was like I was watching a slow motioned drama, aired on the television. And it took me a moment, a slow agonizing moment, and the feel of my wife's body in my arms to stagger back to reality. This was real. Edward had just attacked my wife. I was in a daze as I cradled her body to my chest. As her blood soaked my white shirt and slipped through my fingers. As the scent of dona fruit hits my nostrils in mere seconds. Fuck! The bastard ate the fruit! "No. No, please Zara no," I cried. I wasn't even sure what my voice sounded like. I was past thinking. Past caring. Just like Drew's only goal was to rip Edward's arms as well. I'd sworn to keep Zara safe, and somehow I was doing a terrible job lately. One minute, she was standing before me, as I stood back to give her space and make her as comfortable as possible throughout the very triggering trial. And the next, I was cradling her bloo
I zoned out, trembling and nails digging into the arm of my throne. For how long, I had no idea. Not until Chase squeezed my hand tighter and his breath fanned my face. I hadn't noticed that he had moved from his throne and was cradling my face in his. I had completely lost it. How could she? How could Bella tell such lies? How could she do that to me? How? Why? I blinked, willing for the sadness to stay put. This wasn't time for me to be sad. I had no such luxury. Bella doesn't deserve such feelings from me. If she could lie so blatantly before me, what use is pitying her? "She's lying," I murmured, my eyes desperately searching Chase's. "I did no such thing. I swear, I..." He kissed me, cutting the words off in the process. "I know," he whispered back. "I know. I never doubted you. And we've already discussed this, Snookums." "But... but..." I swallowed, my heart pinching. "How could she tell such a lie? How could she do this to me?" "Now is the time to find out," he murmured