Delice froze, looking at Zezi, seeming to communicate something with her through her eyes, before staggering to the door. Zezi frowned. What was she trying to communicate with the eye language? What a weird thing to do. They weren't even that close.What a weird night. "It is Oliver-- why does this palce stink of fur creatur--" her voice trailed into a sharp hiss when he gaze landed on Zezi. "You.""You." Zezi replied with a smug smile, watching her interlock her elbow with Delice. Something stirred in her to chase trouble, she enjoyed watching Laura fight as a result of her hatred towards the wolves and most especially her, coupled with her helplessness at the whole situation.It was sought of therapeutic to know that someone else was going through as much misery. "What are you doing here?" She moved her elbow away from Delice and shot her a sharp disapproving look. "You opened your door to the fur creature?""She didn't." Zezi shrugged. "I jumped in through the window.""That'
"Or maybe not." The paper got snapped out of her hand and Zezi had to force herself not to offer Laura a dirty look. Instead, she settled deeper into the chair, a light smile dancing on her lips, as her gaze fixed on the ceiling and the beautiful paintings carved upon it, paintings that her mind was too crowed with thoughts to appreciate. "Whatever. What are we having for dinner?""Something sufficient and rich." Laura answered, something gleaming in her voice. Zezi bit the inside of her cheek, as much as she was sure she hadn't given herself away, it seemed Laura was pretty confident about the whole paper situation.How could she even see what was written on it? Wasn't it supposed to be visible to only her, Akeem or probably members of the White Circle. Gwen had lied then.Ah. Gwen was really good. If she survived tonight, she would ensure to get rid of her. Would it be sad? Most definitely. Would it be necessary? Absolutely."I think she means specifically." Delice's voice w
That name burned her tongue. It hurt to refer to the wolf like she was a being deserving of been appraised as someone with quality but Laura was ready to do anything to get her brother to go to the dinner. Even if that anything would mean calling the wolf low life by her name, instead of all the other derogatory terms that lived rent free in her head.She would do all that and more.Her brother took a step forward, and her heart raced with fear, his anger rolling from him in waves, rushing into her lungs and threatening to choke her."We all are."Laura pushed back again her fear and look up right at him but it was only a moment, before she was looking pass his shoulder instead.That was what she always did. She never looked at him, he was too fearful to be looked upon but she had always managed to keep her head straight while her eyes pass over his shoulders. "Besides, I have an announcement, a surprise. Two surprises."He turned away, picking up a towel and wiping it over the gre
She sprung up on her feet but the next thing she heard made her stop and smirk. "You just kicked my balls. What is wrong with you, sweet Bun?"The next thing Zezi saw was Delice rushing out of the kitchen, her eyes a little sharp and calculative before they took on their usual saintly aura and she settled into her seat. Oliver came in next, a smile plastered on his face but before he could make it to his seat, Laura had come into the dining room."Oli baby!" She pulled him into an embrace, then let him go while talking about how she had missed him even if they had barely been apart for a day. When they headed back to his seat, Laura noticed a little limp in his footsteps while she pushed her own chair backwards."Are you alright, Olibaby? You are limping.""Yeah, I-hen, ran into a cabinet.""Must have been an awkward moment for the cabinet." Zezi chuckled, settling into her seat as an awkward moment set in."I assume your brother won't be making it, Princess." The anger that grew i
Zezi's eyes widened as she watched the piece of paper slip into the King's hand. "What is this?" It almost felt like the question was directed at her but it wasn't."I know that you think I hate the fur creatur--" Laura's voice was cut off with a growl from the King. The hall fell into silence again as Laura gritted her teeth at her mistake Of course, the King wouldn't take it lightly that his mate be given funny condescending names. Good thing she was about to destroy all the goodness he would ever see in her. After this, she would be ruined and she would finally be able to call that despicable thing all the dirty names in the world and he wouldn't have a say against it. In fact, he might even fancy one of the names and refer to her by it.In past tense too, hopefully."I know you think I hate Lady Zezi, but Brother, she has been planning with some traitors on how to get rid of you and take over the kingdom. This paper proves it all."The silence was defeaning.Not for Zezi though
Luck seemed to be on Zezi's side because the King was just about to shut the door when she had appeared at the end of the hallway."Your Majesty." She called out, despite not screaming her lungs out she knew that he had heard her and the way his back stiffened and the door stilled midway, showed that he indeed had.She stopped in her tracks, when she was only a few steps away from him, her heart racing once again from the smell of the rain that flooded into her nostrils, a sharp twist of grimace shifted into her features as the smell of death that she had caught up on earlier disturbed her breath. This wasn't his, although it was coming from his room.What was it?What kind of creature possessed this kind of foul stench? "What do you want?"Had he been in a fight with the creature? Had he been attacked, perhaps?Her heart twisted at the thought and she tried to assess him as much as possible from his turned back to see if he was alright. "What. Do. You. Want?" He turned slightly to
When the King moved towards her drawers, Zezi's heart jumped with panic then she relaxed when she remembered that she had kept the letters somewhere else. His presence was suspicious, she wondered if he had come here to confirm the fact about the letters, find more evidence that could actually stand against her, or had he, despite his demeanour earlier, trusted his sister's claim against her?From where she was standing a little distance away from him and by the door, she could hardly see what he was doing. The fear that rushed into her lungs as different thoughts about what he could possibly be getting involved with at her dressing table, forced her to ask. Thankfully, she had sounded more in control then how her mental state was in."What are you doing?""Setting up candles." He answered bluntly and with a gruff. It was then that she notice the flickering golden glow in front of him and the earthy scent that lightly swept passed her nose.It was so calming, she could almost feel it
He had pulled her hand away from the sheet, his tongue flickering over the deep cuts her claws had dug into it, swallowing the blood as the cuts sealed up almost instantly, a groan of pleasure slipping past his lips. A wave of dizziness hit her and whatever it was tha he had said about how her blood tasted, she couldn't process it.In the next second, Zezi found her back pressed against the bed. Shocked, she immediately tried to sit up, but leaned back almost instantly when she found the King's face to be hovering slightly over hers, his knees caging her to a particular spot.The thundering of her heart was certainly loud enough to block his ears, but that scent of longing from her made it worth it."I could mark you, Zezi."His words reminded her of the night of the Full moon. The way he had held her close to him, the way she had clung to him in return, pulled him closer anytime he moved away. How she had begged for him to take her.Blood rushed up her cheeks and she felt warm all