DrakeZelda stood up and reached out her hand. “I will go with you,” she said softly. I nodded, and took her hand. We began to walk in silence, the air between us heavy with unspoken words. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my mind racing. I knew I needed to stop overthinking, but I could not, my mind was a jumbled mess.As we stepped inside, Zelda pulled me towards her, her eyes searching mine. “What's wrong?” she asked, her hand gently touching my face. I looked down, my heart beating so fast I thought it would burst out of my chest. “Nothing,” I said, but I knew she could see right through me. “Look me in the eyes and tell me everything is fine,” she said, her voice gentle but firm. I took a deep breath, knowing I couldn't lie to her. I looked up, my eyes meeting hers. “I can't,” I whispered, and saw the sadness wash over her face.“We are partners, Drake,” she said, her voice full of emotion. “We need to trust each other, and be honest with each other. We are in this
DrakeAs I prepared for my journey with Jake, I could feel the moonlight shining down on us. It was a full moon, and the light cast a silver glow over the landscape. It felt as though the moon was watching over us, guiding us on our way. I took a deep breath, filling my lungs with the crisp night air. It was a beautiful night, and I felt a sense of peace wash over me. But it was short-lived, as I knew the danger that lay ahead. We set off, the moon shining down on us as we made our way into the unknown danger.The image of Zelda's teary eyes stayed with me as we walked, her sadness etched in my memory. For a moment, I hesitated, wondering if I should turn back. But I knew this journey was necessary, and I couldn't let my personal feelings get in the way. As we walked, I thought of everything I was leaving behind. My pack, my friends, and most importantly, Zelda. But I knew I had to do this, for the sake of everyone I cared about.Only Zelda and my beta, Marcus, knew where I was goin
Drake“Answer me!” he yelled, his voice echoing in the stillness of the night. I was rooted to the spot, my breath coming in shallow gasps. “I could not sleep, so I decided to take a stroll,” I said, my voice quivering.His voice was stern and commanding, his tone leaving no room for argument. “You are not meant to be here,” he said, his hand resting on the handle of his sword. I felt the blood rush to my head, my heart pounding in my chest. “I'm sorry,” I stammered, my voice barely a whisper. “It wasn't intentional.” Lucas's eyes narrowed, his jaw set in a hard line. “Leave now,” he said, his tone leaving no room for negotiation. I turned on my heel, fleeing from the room and trying to forget what had just happened.As I entered the room, I sank to the floor, my breath coming in short, ragged gasps. I tried to focus on calming myself, but my heart was still racing, my mind still racing with images of the encounter I had just had. My whole body was shaking, and I could feel my han
DrakeThe sudden sensation of cold water on my skin jolted me awake, and I sat up, startled and annoyed. I was about to shout in anger, but then I remembered where I was. I was no longer an Alpha, I was just a servant here. I tried to shake off the feelings of indignation, reminding myself that this was the situation I had chosen. I closed my eyes, focusing on the sound of the water dripping from my body, the feel of the cold stone beneath me. I tried to steady my breathing, to bring myself back to the present moment.“Get up, you lazy brats,” a voice said, the words sharp and cutting. I turned to see an older man standing in the doorway, a look of disgust on his face. I looked at the clock, and saw that it was six o'clock. I wanted to scream, to tell him that I had been awake all night, that I was exhausted and sleep-deprived. But I knew that would only make things worse, so I bit my tongue and forced myself to stand. I gave him a small nod, trying to keep my face impassive.I tur
Drake“Hey, you,” he said, his voice firm and commanding. I turned, confused, unsure who he was talking to. “Me?” I asked, pointing to myself. “Yes, you,” he replied, his gaze intense. I felt a flush of heat rise to my cheeks, and I tried to swallow the sudden dryness in my throat. “I need to talk to you,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument. I nodded, my mind racing with questions, my heart beating wildly.As I approached him, I wondered what he wanted to say. What did Charles want with me? I held my breath, my heart pounding in my chest. As I got closer, I was visibly nervous, fidgeting with my hands. What did he want to tell me? I couldn't help but wonder if he knew where I was from, if he knew about my past. I prayed to the Moon Goddess, hoping that he wouldn't ask about it. I had worked so hard to keep my identity a secret, and I would rather not jeopardize that now.He looked at me, his eyes scanning my face. “You look new here,” he said, his voice low and steady
Drake“Hey, guys!” I said, forcing a smile onto my face as I sat down with them. “What's up, newbie?” one of them asked, his eyes full of mischief. I knew he was looking for a reaction, and I refused to give him the satisfaction. “Not much,” I replied, keeping my tone neutral. “Just enjoying the night.” I looked around at the group, studying each of them, memorizing their features. I was looking for any weaknesses I could exploit, any way to give myself an advantage.“Where's your brother?” one of them asked. “He's fast asleep,” I replied, my voice betraying nothing of my true thoughts. I knew he was talking about Jake, and I had to keep up the act. “He's missing out on all the fun,” another chimed in, a sly grin on his face. “Yeah, he's such a bore,” another added. I just nodded, keeping my face blank. I looked down at the bottle in my hand, knowing that it could be my ticket to freedom.“What's that?” one of them asked, gesturing towards the bottle in my hand. “It's alcohol
DrakeA beam of sunlight suddenly streamed through the window, hitting me directly in the face. I squinted and blinked, trying to adjust to the sudden brightness. As my eyes adjusted, I saw a figure standing in front of me. I let out a silent hiss, realizing that it was our Master, the one I had been avoiding for so long. I felt a surge of panic, but I forced myself to remain calm. After all, I had made it this far, and I couldn't let my fear get the best of me.“Alpha Charles demands all of your presence now!” he screamed at us, his voice booming throughout the room. I smiled inwardly, knowing that this was the moment I had been waiting for. “Why are you smiling?” Jake whispered, confusion in his voice. “I finally did it,” I said, unable to contain my excitement. “What did you do?” he asked, his eyes wide with curiosity. “You will see,” I replied, savoring the look of bewilderment on his face.“There's no time for discussion,” the old man said, his tone clarifying that he was no
Drake“No one will leave the room,” Charles said, his voice low and dangerous.Lucas looked at him confused, his brow furrowed. “Why?” he asked, his voice uncertain. “No one is to leave,” Charles repeated, his voice firm. “There is an investigation underway, and we must make sure that no one interferes.” I could feel the panic rising in the room, as we all tried to make sense of what was happening. But we knew better than not to question him.Slowly, we all made our way back to our former positions, our heads bowed, our hearts pounding in our chests. Charles was always one step ahead of us, always one step closer to uncovering our secrets. I knew I had to be extra careful, to make sure I didn't give anything away. I could feel the weight of his gaze on me, and I tried to keep my body still, my expression neutral. But inside, I was terrified.I could feel Jake's eyes on me, trying to communicate something, but I refused to meet his gaze. I knew that Lucas and Charles were watching c
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