DrakeAs I walked into the room to take Madeline to her room, Zelda looked away, acting as if she didn't notice me in the room, so I walked up to where I placed Madeline and picked her up in my arms carefully so as not to wake her up. Then my gaze moved to Zelda; she looked like she was in a lot of pain, and I couldn't do anything to help her for now. I needed to take care of Madeline first by tucking her into bed, and then I could face the issue of Zelda's heat.As I carried her to her room, she was mumbling incoherent words as she wrapped her hands tighter around me. Then, a few seconds later, I heard her whisper, "Luther, I miss you. Please come back to us." I couldn't help but wonder who she was talking about. Not that I was jealous or something; I was just genuinely curious who this man named Luther was to the girls.Once I reached her room, I placed her on the bed gently and pulled the covers over her. As I was about to leave, she grabbed my hand, her eyes fluttering open. "D
ZeldaI could practically feel my burning up, and nothing I did helped with the pain. Why did my body feel like I was dying or something? Fuck I was in so much pain and would do anything to make it stop.I was so lost in thought that I didn't hear the door open up and Drake walked in. He had a pained expression on his face. "Drake, what is happening to me?" I asked as he took a seat on the chair in front of me, watching me with guarded eyes "You're going through your first heat" Drake answered "What! But I don't have my wolf yet, so why was I going through my heat?" I asked as a pained groan left my lips "It doesn't matter whether or not you have your wolf, you already found your mate so it triggered it," Drake explained as I watched him clench and unclench his hands that were on his laps"So this is basically your fault, I'm going through this because of you." "Well basically it's not my fault, you're the one who rejected me remember?" Drake said, a mischievous smile forming on
Zelda "You really shouldn't have dared me little one." Before I could react, he began tickling me mercilessly. "Stop, stop, stop," I pleaded, trying not to make too much noise since my mother was asleep in her room."Not until you tell me what's on your mind," Drake insisted, his fingers dancing over my ribs, leaving me breathless and giggling."Please, I hate being tickled," I begged, but it did little to stop Drake as he continued to tickle meDesperate to make it end, I relented, gasping, trying to catch my breath, "I'll tell you, just please stop tickling me." Immediately, he stopped tickling me, but before I could give him an answer, a sudden knock at the door made us go quiet."Honey, are you okay?" I heard strange noises and thought I'd check on you before going back to bed," my mother's voice carried worry and exhaustion."I'm fine, Mom. Did you enjoy your night out?" I replied."It's more fun with you," she yawned. "By the way, do you know where Drake went?""Not sure, Mom.
Zelda"How could you say that out loud?" I scolded, my face contorted in shock as I stared back at him."What am I just saying things the way they are? It is very obvious that I want you, so why would I have to lie about it like some teenager? I'm a grown man who knows what he wants," Drake explained, his straightforwardness catching me off guard."But you can't just go around saying stuff like this. It's not appropriate," I said, feeling my cheeks burning like a tomato."You're my mate, aren't you?" He asked. "So what is inappropriate about telling you that I want you in every way?""You know why?" I added, my voice trembling."Because I'm with your mother," he said, rolling his eyes at me. "I know you've told me that reason over and over again, and honestly, I'm tired of your excuses.""I'm not giving you excuses," I said, trying to defend myself.I just can't hurt my mother."You're trying to avoid taking responsibility," he said, his words cutting through my defences."What the he
ZeldaI was too mortified to leave my room after what happened between Drake and I last night. Would things be weird between us? I hope not, so we won’t give my mother any reason to be suspicious of us since I’ve come to a conclusion that I would not be telling her that Drake was my mate.Yes, I know it's unfair to Drake but I didn’t ask for this either, so let's hope that things work out and my heart doesn't completely shatter when they finally get married. I can’t hide in here all day, so I decided it’s time to grow some balls and face my problems head on.As I walked out of my room, I saw my mother and Drake in the kitchen, so I headed there, my mother was the first to see me and a smile made its way to her face."Hey honey, how are you feeling?’’ she asked as she placed a plate of pancakes in front of Drake, who turned to face me his face was void of emotion.“Hello Zelda,’’ he greeted with a polite smile Hello everyone," I replied, trying all I could to avoid answering Drake.
Zelda "Hello, Instructor Danny," I smiled, trying to make the atmosphere a little less awkward. "I have a really good reason for coming late," I said with the biggest smile I could muster as Danny's annoyed gaze locked on me."Okay then, let me hear your explanation," Danny said, his annoyance evident in his eyes and tone. I need to think of something fast otherwise, I will be in big trouble."My mother wasn't feeling well yesterday, so I had to take care of her until this morning," I lied, hoping he would buy my excuse."But, I saw your mother at the clinic just a few minutes ago, and she looked perfectly fine," Danny said, glaring at me."My mother is a workaholic; she never wants to miss work, even when she's sick," I quickly improvised.Danny's gaze swept over me before he shifted his attention to the rest of the group. "Get in line before I make you run this whole field twenty times," he commanded, and I complied immediately, not wanting any more attention."Yes sir," I mutter
Zelda"Just shut up and fight Cindy, No one asked for your opinion," I said and her face darkened as she glared at me.Then she launched herself forward with her right arm, ready to punch me in the face but I sidestepped her body and ducked under his arm making her trip forward slightly and it really got her pissed."Why are you running?" Cindy snarled. "Fight like a man, you freak!" She said as she balanced herself on her feet, her angry gaze focused on me."Technically, I can't fight like a man since I'm obviously a woman, duh..." I rolled my eyes. "Cindy, did going down on Jake mess with your head?" I asked with the biggest grin on my face as I stared back at her.It felt so good to tease Cindy. The look on her face was worth it as she frowned."Damn, she got you there, Cindy," one guy said and the group started laughing."So, freak has a backbone, who knew?" Another one said, pointing at the guy who just spoke in my favour."I feel sorry for Cindy, the freak might win this match,"
Zelda"Zelda defeats Cindy!"The chants continued until Danny brought the day's training to an end."Okay, so the training has come to an end, I'll see you all tomorrow," Danny announced. He walked away but stopped after a few steps. "Cindy, stay back and we will talk about how you can save yourself from failing," Danny said as he addressed us, "That will be all you're all dismissed." The class broke up and we all went in different directions. I made sure to stay away from Cindy in case she chose to attack me again. As I went through the route to the house, I wondered how I would go home with my aching chest. I spotted Drake leaning on his car lost in thought. As if he knew that I was staring, he turned to face me with a small smile on his face."What are you doing here?" I asked as I jogged towards him. Each step I took made the pain in my chest worse.Fuck! I probably have to go to the hospital to get it checked out.Mom would definitely lose her cool and probably go and attack
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