DrakeWith a sharp creak, the door swung open, and I came face to face with Zelda. Her eyes were blazing, and her body language was tense and aggressive. She pushed her way past me, barging into the room. “What the hell did you tell Amelia?” she demanded, her voice shaking with anger. She folded her arms across her chest, her whole body shaking with rage. I stood rooted to the spot, stunned by the ferocity of her anger. “I-I-I,” I stammered, struggling to find the words. “I didn't discuss anything with her,” I insisted, my voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through my veins. She let out a cry of frustration, her face twisted in anger. “Liar!” she screamed, her voice cracking. Tears were welling up in her eyes, and I could see her fighting to hold them back. I took a step towards her, wanting to offer comfort, but she flinched away from me. “Stay away from me,” she said, her voice trembling.“Zelda, please talk to me,” I pleaded. “What's going on?” My voice was calm, but
Zelda“Zelda!” Drake called out, his voice desperate and pleading. He barged into the room, his eyes wild, his clothes disheveled. The smell of alcohol wafted off Drake, I quickly stood up to support him.He looked at me. I could see the regret and love in his eyes. “I apologize for hurting you,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. “I love you more than anything.” He stood there, vulnerable and unguarded, his words raw and honest. And at that moment, all of my anger and hurt melted away. And at that moment, I knew I still loved him. “I know that my mistake in the past caused you pain and is still affecting us,” he continued, “But please can we–?Before he could finish his sentence, I leaned in and kissed him. It was a kiss of forgiveness, of acceptance, of love. We stood there, locked in a moment of pure emotion, our bodies pressed together.Our kiss deepened, our lips moving in perfect synchronicity. He quickly lifted me up, my legs were wrapped around his waist, pulling
ZeldaI awoke to a bed of cool silk sheets, the warmth of the morning sun streaming in through the window. I stretched my arms overhead, luxuriating in the morning light. As my eyes adjusted to the brightness, I glanced around the room, a knot forming in my stomach as I realized Drake was not there. I sat up, clutching the sheets to my chest, my heart sinking with disappointment. I had expected to find him by my side, his arms wrapped around me. But the room was empty, the space beside me cold and empty. Just then, there was a soft knock at the door. “Come in,” I groaned.I leaned back against the pillows, pulling the sheets up to my chest. “What is it?” I said, irritation seeping into my voice. “Your morning medicine, my lady,” the maid replied. I watched as she took a mortar and pestle from the table, grinding herbs and mixing them together with practiced precision. I felt a surge of irritation as she worked, the scent of bitter herbs filling the air. I didn't want to take the m
Zelda“Are you sure about what you are telling me?” I asked, my voice shaking. The maid nodded, her eyes wide. “I swear it's the truth, my lady,” she said. I didn't know what to think, my mind, racing with confusion and fear. “You can go,” I said, my voice softer than I'd intended. She hesitated, her gaze locked on mine. “My lady, please,” she said, her voice quivering. “Please don't tell anyone I told you, not even the Alpha.” I studied her face, searching for any sign of deception. But her eyes were filled with fear, “Don’t worry, I won’t,” I said, smiling.As soon as the door closed behind the maid, I was alone in the room, pacing back and forth. My mind was racing, trying to make sense of everything she'd told me. I had to do something, but what? Suddenly, I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. I rushed to the bathroom, my hand covering my mouth as I bent over the sink. I gasped for breath, the room spinning around me. The nausea slowly subsided, leaving me weak and trembling.
ZeldaI woke to an empty bed. No Drake. I sighed and rolled over, the sheets cool where his body had been. A sense of loneliness crept over me, like a shadow stretching its dark tendrils across the room. I sat up and ran my fingers through my messy hair. The soft sunlight streamed in through the window, casting dust motes in the air. I let out a long, weary sigh.I got out of bed, my body stiff from sleeping alone. I stretched my arms overhead, my muscles groaning in protest. I struggled to my feet, my legs unsteady as I made my way out of the room. I walked down the hall, the cold stone floor chilling my feet. I felt a sense of urgency, a desperate need to find the maid who had revealed something about Zelda to me.I turned the corner, heading towards the servants' quarters. My heart pounded in my chest, my breath coming in short gasps. I leaned back against the wall, my head spinning. The nausea returned, twisting my stomach into knots. Was it the medicine? I wondered, my mind raci
ZeldaI stood there, rooted to the spot, my body trembling. The maid's grip on my hands tightened. “My lady, you must control yourself,” she said, her voice urgent. I nodded, tears streaming down my face. I was unable to speak, unable to think. A low moan came from behind the door, followed by a soft whimper. I could feel my blood running cold, my heart sinking in my chest. I was alone. Drake was in there with Amelia, leaving me to deal with this nightmare on my own.I was just about to push open the door when I heard a voice from behind me. “What are you doing out here?” I spun around to see Drake standing there, his face flushed. My eyes widened, my mind racing. If Drake was here with me, then who was with Amelia? And what was that sound? I opened my mouth to ask Drake, but no words came out. With trembling hands, I pushed the door open, bracing myself for what I would find. I could not have prepared myself for the sight that greeted me. There, in the middle of the room, were Am
Drake“She's four months gone,” the midwife said, and I let out a groan of frustration. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I was in shock, my mind reeling with the implications of her words. I stood up and walked towards Amelia, a storm of rage and disbelief swirling within me. As I neared her, I could see the fear in her eyes. I knew I was about to do something. I raised my hand and slapped her hard across the face. The sound of the slap reverberated through the room, and I heard gasps.“Drake, please!” Zelda cried out, but I ignored her. I was so consumed by anger and betrayal that I couldn't hear her words. I was focused only on Amelia, who was still on the floor, her cheeks bright red from my slap. I watched as she rubbed her face, her eyes wide with fear. A part of me felt a pang of guilt, but it was quickly overshadowed by the overwhelming rage that consumed me. I stood there, breathing heavily, my hands clenched into fists. I could feel my nails digging into my palms, b
ZeldaThe room was silent, the air thick with tension. Everyone in the room turned to me, waiting for my command. “Don't kill her,” I said, my voice, steady and firm. I turned to Drake, my expression impassive. “Are you listening to yourself, Zelda? This woman is the reason you're in pain. The reason you don't have a child.” Drake's words were harsh, his face contorted with anger. I gave him a smile that didn't reach my eyes. “Enough,” I said, my tone brooking no argument. "This is my decision, I want you to grant me.”“Let's have a talk outside,” Drake said, his voice low and gentle. I nodded, my mind still reeling from everything. We walked out of the room, the cool air of the night enveloping us. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. “Are you okay?” he asked, his eyes searching my face. I managed a smile. “I'm fine,” I said, my voice strained. His hand was warm on my arm as he supported me, guiding me down the path. The silence was heavy, the tension between us palpa
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