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
From the unbuttoned part of his shirt, she could see the zig zag lines on his chest, up to his neck. For a spilt second, she wondered if it had taken over his whole body. "And the wolf is not your mate. His mark is already gone! Vanished." He said with emphasis but it had come across as a threat with his physical look at the moment and Zezi found herself, despite knowing that he wouldn't hurt her, taking a step back while her claws replaced her fingernails. "What more hold does he have on you? What more ties do I have to break for us to be? Make me understand why the unworthy wolves must stand in our way. Why? Tell me.""I love them!" Zezi snapped, overwhelmed by her tiredness and anger. She drove her fingers through her hair, holding a fistful, while she looked around the room, a pained smile plastered on her face. "Yes, I love that unworthy adopted pup and I love that wolf I married very much."Hurt flashed in those eyes and somehow, she felt it hit her heart as he stared back at
The gentle smashing sound of a pair of boots on the broken pieces of glass that littered the floor, made Zezi spring up, her claws at ready against the neck of the intruder."It is I, Akeem." The whisper made a lot of difference and she stood straight, retracting her claws, while she looked around at the damage made in her rage. Her heart was racing and she felt hurt, sick in a kind of way she couldn't describe.Even sleep had not taken her troubles away. "What are you doing here?" She was angry. Angry at everyone at this point. Even Gwen had betrayed her, Akeem wasn't on much of a high pendestal to be given a different treatment."I have been trying to reach to you, Zezi, but the King's presence has been much of an obstacle."As if she needed any more reminder of her predicament. "Okay?"She didn't have time to waste, could he not sense that already?"Please come with me to meet the White Circle."As pleased as she should be with that news, her anger still was an obstacle to her ot
That didn't make sense.If she was part of the White Circle, why then would she try to expose them? Why would she report her to the King? Why would she put them at such a risk? Did they know what she had done or was she just in the White circle as a spy that reported back to the King? Was she one of them? Or was she a rat? What was she?That explained one thing though?That was why she could read the letter. Because she was an High Pillar. So, maybe Gwen had not betrayed her?"Bring her to me."Zezi looked right at where the voice had come from. The vapour of smoke. What was that?If this was a dream, she had better wake up now. Something told her things were about to even become worse."Please." Lady Delice said, leading the way. They got there and Lady Delice bowed slightly while Akeem fell on one knee. What was going on? Where they worshipping this ball of smoke?"You must bow, Lady Zezi."Zezi folded her hands, a smile tugging up her lips. Fear was for someone who was scared
One by one, they welcomed her as they introduced themselves. But all that wasn't important to Zezi, in fact, she wished they would just tell her what they had planned already so that they can tell her the role to play. Soon enough, the welcoming was over and a tiny bottle was handed to her. "Feed it to the King." Laura's words pushed through her teeth.That was it?Just for her to feed the content of a tiny bottle to him. Why hadn't Laura done that a long time ago. He believed her and saw her as his sister, it would have been easy. What was this? "What is this?""A slow killing poison." Laura answered, irritated by her questions already but Zezi remained unbothered as usual. Although, from the corner of her eyes, she observed how Lady Delice shifted uncomfortably from one foot to another. Her heart that was in love with the King must be feeling a little sad. Understandable.Zezi rolled the small bottle in-between her fingers.Poison. What kind of poison was this? If it could
"Where have you been?"The question definitely did not pass through her brain for proper processing and thinking before she blurted it right out of her mouth.It felt too embarrassing to acknowledge that she had indeed said that without thinking, so she refuse to turn and look at him, scared that she might find a contented look on his face. It wasn't like she cared about him. She just wanted to confirm what Gwen had said. It was relevant to her mission that she knew his whereabouts. It would certainly help her in finding out how to feed the content of the tiny bottle to him.How?Well, that wasn't necessary right now. She would figure it out along the way. What she knew was that it was important that his whereabouts were known to her and that was that."Why? Did you miss me?""No." She answered way too quickly.It was the bond. It was the influence of that thing that was making her stupid. He didn't matter to her. He never would.He hummed slightly before he spoke again. "I see the pa