DrakeMy heart was pounding, my chest tight with anxiety. I felt like I was on the verge of a panic attack, my whole body trembling with nerves. The doctor's expression was blank, and I couldn't tell what he was thinking. The seconds stretched on like minutes, and I felt like I was trapped in a nightmare, waiting for something terrible to happen. Then, finally, the doctor spoke. His words were like a wave crashing over me, and I struggled to comprehend what he was saying.The doctor's eyes darting back and forth as if weighing his words carefully. As he spoke. “She's out of danger,” he said, but his expression was still guarded. It was as if he were holding something back, and my instincts told me to press him for more information. “As your Alpha, I command you to speak the truth and nothing but the truth,” I said, my voice firm and authoritative. He hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath and said, “She was poisoned.” My heart sank, and I felt the world around me crumble.
ZeldaDrake was staring at me, and I could see the questions in his eyes. He wanted to ask me so many things, and I could tell he was worried about my safety. But he also knew that I was in a delicate situation, and he would rather not upset me or make things worse. So he sat there, silent and thoughtful, trying to figure out the best way to approach me. I could feel his tension, but I was grateful for his consideration. “Speak up, Drake. Pour out your heart,” I said, my voice quivering. He shook his head, and I could see the worry in his eyes. “I don't know how to say it,” he said, his voice full of concern. I gave him a weak smile, but it didn't reach my eyes. I wanted to reach out and comfort him, but a sharp pain in my stomach stopped me in my tracks. I let out a cry of pain, and Drake's face turned white. “Don't move,” he said, his voice stern but caring, as he rushed over to my side.He helped me sit up straight, his hands gentle but firm. “Thank you,” I whispered, and he ga
DrakeI could not wrap my head around the fact that my mate, my pack's Luna, had been poisoned in our pack. It was a betrayal of the highest order, and I was unable to imagine who would have done such a thing. I ran through the list of pack members in my mind, trying to narrow down the list of suspects. But regardless of who it was, they would pay for what they had done. I would make sure of it.I had thought that when Zelda found her wolf and completed the Alpha pair that everyone had finally accepted her. But apparently, there was still someone in our midst who had enough hatred and jealousy to want to harm her. Yet why? What could she have done to make someone want to hurt her so badly? I racked my brain, trying to come up with a reason, but I couldn't think of anything. Zelda was a kind and caring person, who had only ever tried to do what was best for the pack. I was at a loss.I opened my mouth to ask her how she had been poisoned, but I was met with silence. I looked down, and
DrakeI grabbed the intruder by the arm and pulled them out of the room, not wanting to wake Zelda. I kept my grip tight as I headed to my chambers, my heart pounding. I wanted to keep this person away from Zelda, to protect her from whatever they had planned. I could feel my anger rising, but I tried to keep it under control. I needed to be rational, to figure out what was going on. I slammed the door behind us, and turned to face the intruder.“What the hell are you doing here?” I said, my voice, high with anger. I was surprised when Amelia just rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. It was as if she weren't concerned about the situation at all. It only made me angrier. “You have no right to be here,” I continued, my voice shaking with emotion. “You are just making things worse. Why can't you just leave us alone?”As I continued to shout at Amelia, I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. I turned to see a maid, their eyes wide with shock, peeking around the corner. I knew I
DrakeI pushed her away, my body reacting before my mind could process what was happening. She stumbled backwards, falling to the floor. I stood there, frozen, as we both stared at each other in shock. I couldn't believe that she had just done that, that she had crossed that line. It was as if the world had stopped spinning, and all I could do was stand there, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn't move, I was unable to speak, I couldn't think.My emotions were in a whirl of turmoil. I felt a storm of emotion brewing within me, a maelstrom of anger, frustration, and confusion. I felt my breath quickening, my heart racing, and my hands trembling. I wanted to scream, to lash out, to do something to release the pressure building within me. But I knew that I couldn't. I had to keep control, to stay calm. But I could feel myself losing my grip, the storm brewing within me, threatening to break free.She got to her feet, brushing off her clothes. She looked at me with a sly smile, and
ZeldaI watched him, my eyes never leaving his face. He seemed to be searching for an answer, his brow furrowed in concentration. The only sound in the room was our breathing, the air heavy with tension. He looked down at the floor, his hands clasped in front of him. I could feel my heart racing, my mind racing to come up with something....anything... to say. But no words would come. The silence stretched on, suffocating us both.“Drake,” I repeated, my voice tinged with irritation. “Who was the person you dragged outside?” I wanted an answer, and I wanted it now. He looked up at me, his face unreadable. Then, he looked down at his hands, his fingers twisting together. I waited, my patience wearing thin. Finally, he spoke, his voice soft and hesitant. “It was… it was someone you don’t know.” I felt my heart drop. I knew he was lying. I had seen Amelia when she entered the room, and I wasn't going to let him deny it. I wasn't imagining things, and I wasn't angry. I was just confuse
JakeI had been away from my pack for far too long. I needed to go back and see what was happening, to see what I had missed. My senses were on high alert, taking in every detail of my surroundings. The scent of pine and rain filled my nostrils, and I could hear birdsong in the distance. I could feel the wind blowing through my hair, ruffling my clothes. I was struck by the beauty of my surroundings, the lush greenery, and the sense of freedom. But I knew I couldn't stay. I had to return to my pack, to my responsibilities.I set out towards Zelda's Chambers, the familiar path feeling all too strange after all this time. The last time we had spoken, I had told her we would never see each other again, that I would leave her in peace. Since then, our only interactions had been from a distance, a simple “hello” as we passed by. I knocked on her door, and I heard her faint voice call out, “Come in.” I opened the door, and I saw Zelda seated on the bed, her back leaning against the headbo
DrakeThe morning sun streamed through the window, its bright rays streaming directly into my eyes. I groaned, pulling the covers over my head in an attempt to block out the light. But it was no use—the maid had other plans. I heard the rustle of curtains as she spread them open, letting in even more light. “Good morning, my lady!” she chirped, her voice cheerful and bright. I sighed, knowing there was no escape. I sat up, stretching my body and letting out a yawn.I turned to the other side of the bed, expecting to see Drake there. But the space was empty, the sheets rumpled and unoccupied. I felt a twinge of disappointment, followed by a flash of anger. I knew where he must be — with Amelia, the woman he had chosen over me. I rolled my eyes, scoffing at the thought of her. How could he decide her over me? She was nothing special, just another pretty face. But I pushed the thought away, not wanting to dwell on it.“Is everything alright, my lady?” the maid asked, her brow furrowed
DrakeThree years later.I stood at the grave, my hands clutching the flowers I had brought. My kids stood beside me, their eyes fixed on the stone before them. I took a deep breath, clearing my throat. “Owen looks exactly like you,” I said, my voice quivering. “I know you're not here, but occasionally I believe you are.” I paused, my eyes hard as I looked at my kids. “He's as strong as you are. He's selfless, just like you. You would have loved him.” The words hung in the air, heavy with emotion.“Sometimes it's difficult to believe that you're not here with us, that I won't ever hear your voice again or feel your touch. Sometimes I think it's all a nightmare, that I'll wake up and everything will be like it was before. But I never do. The truth is, life without you is hard. I find it hard to trust anyone, to open up to anyone. “My kids ran off, giggling as they chased each other through the grass. I got up to follow them, making sure they didn't go too far. As I walked over to whe
ZeldaNine Months Later.I looked in the mirror, my eyes drawn to the slight bulge in my belly. I placed my hand on my stomach, feeling the life within. It was a strange sensation, one that filled me with both joy and fear. I was growing, my body changing, my life changing. But I was still me, still whole. And that was all that mattered to me. I traced my fingers over my cheeks, feeling the slight swelling of my nose. Drake said I looked beautiful, but I couldn't see it. All I saw was a monster. But he loved me anyway.He still wasn't happy that I was keeping the pregnancy, but I knew in my heart that this was the right decision. I wanted to have this child, to give Drake the heir he deserved. He might not have needed it, but the pack did. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the challenge ahead. I could do this. I could be strong for both myself and my child. I placed my hand on my stomach again, feeling the flutter of new life within. And I smiled.The door to my room burst o
ZeldaI couldn't tell how long I'd been unconscious, but when I opened my eyes, my head was pounding. I struggled to sit up, but someone helped me, supporting my weight. I looked up, and my heart sank. It was Drake. His expression was unreadable, and I was unable to remember the last time he had smiled. “Where's my family?” I asked, my voice breaking. I was afraid of the answer. “The doctor had asked that we give you some space,” he said. I nodded, my mind racing. He was staring at me with a strange look in his eyes, and I knew something was wrong. “What is it?” I asked, my heart in my throat. “Nothing,” he said, his voice monotone. I knew he was lying. We'd known each other for too long. He knew I could see right through him. I waited, the silence weighing on me like a heavy blanket. “Just tell me,” I said, my voice shaking. He let out a long sigh. “You're pregnant,” he said, his voice low and serious. My jaw dropped, and I looked down at my stomach. “I thought about what the
ZeldaI heard footsteps approaching, and my heart leapt into my throat. A guard appeared, a limp body slung over his shoulder. He dropped the body on the floor, and I held my breath, dreading what I would see. The guard stood back, his face pale. “He's dead,” he said, his voice flat. I forced myself to take a step forward, my knees shaking. I knelt beside the body, my hands trembling as I reached out to touch it. I pulled back the blood-stained cloak, revealing the face of Jake.“Jake, the Fierce,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “Don't do this. You can't leave like this.” I reached out to touch his cold cheek, my hands shaking. I looked down at him, my heartbreaking as I took in his broken body. “Please… please don't go.” I cradled his body in my arms, my tears falling like rain.My mother rushed to my side, her arms wrapping around me. “Shh, my dear. Be strong,” she murmured. Drake stood in front of me, his eyes hard and unyielding. His arms were crossed behind his back, hi
ZeldaI felt Jake's hand slip from my grasp, and I heard a sickening thud as he hit the rocks below. I wanted to believe he was still alive, but I knew it was a futile hope. I sank to my knees, my eyes fixated on the jagged cliff that loomed before me. “Jake! Jake! Jake!” I heard Drake’s voice as he called out, but the only response was the echo of his own voice. Desperately, Drake yelled again, his voice hoarse and cracking. But there was no reply, only a heavy silence. I turned to Drake, his expression unreadable. “Let's go,” he said quietly, his voice heavy with grief. “No!” I cried, shaking my head. “We have to find him! We have to save him!” I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I couldn't accept that he was gone. Drake took my face in his hands, his eyes filled with sadness. “He's dead, Zelda,” he said softly, his voice cracking. “I'm so sorry.” I shook my head, refusing to accept that Jake was gone, and then I freed myself from hi
Zelda“Help!” I screamed, my voice hoarse with fear. My claws were digging into the wall, my muscles straining as I fought to stay in place. But I could feel myself slipping, and I knew I couldn't hold on much longer. My eyes darted to the ground below, my heart racing as I thought of the fate that awaited me if I fell. I heard the guards. Drake and Jake were shouting, but I was unable to make out what they were saying. I closed my eyes, my mind spinning as I tried to find a way out of this.I howled in desperation, the sound tearing from my throat. “Zelda!” I heard Drake call, his voice echoing through the cavernous space. I opened my eyes, straining to see him through the darkness. He was standing on the edge of the cliff, his arms outstretched toward me. But it was no use. I was too far away, the space between us was too great. “I can't reach you, Drake,” I cried, my voice cracking. He took a step closer, his eyes pleading. “Just try, Zelda,” he said, his voice shaking.I strugg
ZeldaDesperate, I reached out with my mind, trying to connect with Drake. To my relief, I felt him there, his mind close and receptive. I tried to send him to our location, hoping he could understand my message. Suddenly, I felt his presence grow stronger. He was coming, and he was coming fast. I sent him another message, pleading with him to hurry. He responded, his mind filled with a sense of urgency and determination.Cindy's wolf was impossibly fast, making it difficult for me to shift into my wolf form. I heard a loud growl in the distance, and my heart leapt. I knew that growl, that deep, angry sound. It was Drake, coming to save me. I just had to hold on until he got here. But I could feel my strength waning, and I knew I wouldn't last much longer. I had to find a way to keep myself safe, and quickly.Suddenly, Cindy's wolf stopped, her ears perked up and her body tensed. I could tell she had heard Drake, too. She turned to face him, her tail low and her eyes blazing with hat
ZeldaThe cold water stung my face, jolting me into consciousness. I squinted against the bright light, my eyes taking a moment to adjust. I could feel my wrists and ankles bound, my body aching with the strain of being tied up. My head pounded, a dull ache spreading from the base of my skull. As I took stock of my surroundings, I noticed that I was in a small stone room, the only light coming from a small window high above my head. The room was bare, save for a single wooden chair in the corner.The last thing I remembered was a sudden, blinding pain as something hit me on the head. Now, here I was, tied up and at the mercy of Cindy, a woman who had always been a pest in my life.“Why are you doing this?” I asked, my voice cracking with fear. Cindy's smirk only widened, her dark eyes glittering with malice. “Oh, you know what you did,” she said, her voice dripping with venom. I tried to think of what I could have done to make her so angry, but my mind was blank.“We were friends, C
Zelda“My lady,” a voice called from behind me, making me jump. I turned around to see a maid standing there, her gaze fixed firmly on the floor. “Your room is ready,” she said, her tone deferential. “How many miles is it from here to Cindy's grandmother's house?” I asked, my voice betraying my anxiety. The maid hesitated, then said, “I do not know, my lady.” I felt a wave of frustration, but I bit my tongue. “Thank you,” I said, my tone cool.I pulled the curtains closed, blocking out the moonlight. With a weary sigh, I let my shoulders slump. “My lady,” the maid said, “I hope you find the room to your liking.” I nodded my thanks, too tired to speak. She left me alone, and I entered the room, closing the door behind me. I sank onto the bed, its softness enveloping me. The silence was broken only by the ticking of the clock on the wall. I felt a wave of exhaustion wash over me, and I closed my eyes, my thoughts swirling.I felt my blood boil as I thought of what that woman had d