Drake“On your 25th birthday,” I said to Jake, a wicked grin on my face, “You will be crowned as the new Alpha since I already threw your father out."I watched as Jake trembled, fear etched into every line of his face. It was a delicious feeling, to know that I had such power over him. But I wanted more. I wanted to see more of that. I leaned in close, whispering, “What's the matter, Jake? Aren't you ready?”He sat there, speechless, unable to respond. Finally, he cleared his throat to speak.“It's a strange feeling,” Jake said, his brow furrowed in thought. “I'm happy to have the chance to stand up for what's right, but I'm sad to think about all the pain and suffering that comes with it.”He looked up at me, his eyes filled with sorrow. I placed a hand on his shoulder, offering what comfort I could.“You'll be fine,” I said, trying to sound more confident than I felt. I knew the path ahead would be difficult, but I also knew that Jake was capable of anything he set his mind to.
Drake“Drake, what is it?” Jake asked, his voice quivering.I could only point to the sack, unable to form the words to describe what I had found. He cautiously stepped forward, his hand reaching out to touch the bag.He hesitated for a moment, then pulled back the flap and peered inside. His eyes widened in horror, and he let out a gasp.He reached into the bag, pulling out a blood-stained shirt, and clinging to his fingers.“I… I can't believe my father would do something like this,” he said, his voice trembling.I was still frozen in place, unable to speak.He looked at me, waiting for some kind of response. “What do we do now?” he asked, noticing my silence.I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. I just stood there, staring at the blood-stained clothes, my mind racing.“You can’t keep mute like this, we have not come this far to be weak, we need to find a way forward,” he said in a soothing tone.I knew he was right, but at that moment, I couldn't bring myself to say
ZeldaI could hear the sincerity in Jake's voice as he spoke, and I knew he was telling the truth. This wasn't a joke, he had meant every word. I was taken aback, my mind reeling. I had never expected him to say something like that, to be so honest and open.It was like he had read my mind like he knew exactly what I was thinking. And that scared me because it meant that he knew just how vulnerable I was. It meant that he still had the power to hurt me, in a way that no one else could.He gave me a weak smile and turned to leave. I was about to call out to him, to stop him from going. But I wasn't certain if I had fully forgiven him or if I was ready to be friends again.So I just stood there, watching him walk away. My expression was unreadable, even to me. I was a mess of conflicting emotions, and I had no idea what to do next. All I knew was that my life had just gotten a lot more complicated.I locked the door behind him and went to my room. As soon as I was alone, I began to cry
DrakeI approached the door, my heart pounding in my chest. I slowly turned the handle, praying it wouldn't make a sound. To my surprise, the door opened easily, and I saw her sitting there.Our gazes met, and I felt my heart skip a beat.She looked at me with a mixture of fear and hope, and I knew I had to make a decision. Do I hug her, or do I run away?The choice was mine to make, and it was a weighty one.I had come this far, and I wasn't about to run away now. I moved towards her, and she stood up to meet me. She glanced at her phone, then looked back at me.I could see the confusion and uncertainty in her eyes. I wasn't sure what to say, or how to explain what I was about to do.I slowly approached her, reaching out my arms.She met me halfway, and I embraced her. I felt her body melt into mine, and I held her tight.My heart was racing, and I was sure she could feel it. I breathed in the scent of her hair, and it was intoxicating.I felt her trembling in my arms, and I knew sh
Zelda“We're mates,” he said, his voice filled with conviction. The words echoed in my ears, reverberating in my mind. At that moment, I wished I could disappear, that I could run away from this situation. But I knew that I couldn't.I knew that I had to face the music.And then I saw my mother standing in the doorway, her eyes filled with pain. She looked at me, her gaze full of sadness and disappointment. At that moment, I felt like I had let her down, that I had broken her heart.My anger turned to rage, and all I could think about was hurting Drake. How dare he betray me like this, how dare he go behind my back?I felt a burning desire to take him down, to make him pay for what he had done. But then I remembered my mother, and I knew I couldn't do that.I had to keep my cool, and I had to focus on the bigger picture. Even though I was angry, I had to be the bigger person.I had to be strong, for both myself and my mother.“Yes, Madeline, we're mates,” Drake said, his voice sha
Zelda"Let her be." He held my hand and stopped me from going after my mother. I turned to face him, my eyes blazing with anger. I glared at him, my jaw clenched so tight I could feel my teeth grinding. I couldn't contain my rage, couldn't hold back the storm of emotion that was raging inside me.I knew I was on the verge of saying something I would regret, but I was unable to stop myself.“I hate you, Drake,” The words came tumbling out, harsh and hurtful. I saw the pain in his eyes, but I was unable to take it back. I had said what I said, and there was no going back now.“Let go of me!” I yelled, my voice shaking with fury.But he didn't move, his grip on my arms tightening. My anger rose like a volcano, a seething mass of rage and indignation. I struggled against him, trying to break free, but he was stronger than I was.I could feel the heat rising in my face, my whole body trembling with emotion. I knew I was close to losing control, to doing something I would regret. But I
DrakeI wanted to run after Zelda, to talk to her, to apologize. But something inside me told me to give her space, to let her be on her own for a while. I could see the hurt and confusion in her eyes, and I knew that I had caused her pain. So I stood still, watching her walk away. I felt a wave of regret wash over me, a lump forming in my throat. But I knew that sometimes the best thing to do is to let people have their space, to let them sort out their thoughts and feelings.I wished I could make her see that sometimes, the most important thing is to do what's right, even if it's difficult. I knew that Madeline deserved to know the truth, no matter how painful it was. And I knew that Zelda and I could help her through it, no matter how difficult it might be. But I also knew that I couldn't force her to do anything. I could only hope that she would come around, that she would see the truth for herself.Meanwhile, I could only hope that I had done the right thing.The images of M
DrakeI packed up my things, my heart aching with sadness. All I could think about was Zelda, the life we had built together. I had always wanted her to come with me, to follow me on my journey. But I knew that it was impossible that our lives were moving in different directions. I tried to push my feelings aside, to focus on the task at hand. But the grief was overwhelming, consuming me. I wanted to run away, to hide from the pain.I looked at the picture of Zelda, her beautiful face filling my vision. I reached out a hand, gently touching the image. Then, I did something I never thought I would: I kissed the picture, my lips brushing against the glass. I felt the tears welling up, but I couldn't stop myself. I hugged the picture, holding it close to my heart. I whispered, “I'm going to miss you so much.” I knew I was unable to force her to come with me, that she had to make her own choices.As I reached for the front door, it suddenly burst open. And there, standing before m