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My Father My Mate Kiss Me 2
ZeldaDid Drake just kiss me?Well, he just did and then, without thinking, I did the one thing that seemed right. I kissed him back, our lips meeting in a rush of passion. We fought for dominance, our bodies pressed against each other. I lost myself at the moment, forgetting everything else.“Drake…..” I breathed deeply as his hands began to roam over my Cinderella gown. He starts to untie my dress, which clung to my heated body.In one swift breath, he kissed me again as my dress started to slide down from my body and down to my ankles and feet.He held my face firmly in one hand as he gave me a soft kiss less, and he used his other hand to slowly unbutton and bring down my trousers.The coolness of our room ignited my body as his fingers dragged along my pelvis and my upper thighs. I start to moan and toss my arms around his neck.He unclasps my bra, letting my boobs, and I let out a gasp.I felt a wave of shyness wash over me. I had never been in this situation before, and I didn'
My Father My Mate Protect Her
DrakeI was about to slide my pants down when we heard a knock at the door, I let out a groan, and Zelda laughed.“Oh, come on, we've got to answer it,” she said, giving me a gentle nudge.I sighed and stood up, grumbling under my breath as Zelda covered herself with blankets.When I opened the door, my anger immediately dissipated as I took in the sight before me. A guard stood on my doorstep, his face contorted with worry. His brow was furrowed, and his eyes were wide with concern.He looked at me with a pleading expression, and my heart sank. Something was clearly wrong, and I knew it must be serious. My mind raced as I tried to figure out what could be the matter. I was completely perplexed, unsure of what to do next.The guard stood there, his eyes full of pain. I waited for him to speak, but he seemed unable to find the words.“What is it?” I asked, my voice quivering. “Someone attacked the border,” he finally said, his voice shaking.I felt my heart sink into my stomach. This
My Father My Mate Series Of Attack
ZeldaI watched Drake leave the room, his shoulders hunched and his head bowed. He looked defeated, and I could feel the tension in the air. I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but I would rather not push him if he didn't want to talk.I know how it feels to have someone prying into your life, and I don't want to do that to anyone else. It's a fine line to walk, wanting to help but not wanting to intrude. I let out a sigh, my mind racing.The door opened, and a maid entered, a smile on her face. “Good morning, My lady,” she said, her voice cheerful. I smiled back at her, but my legs felt sore from the night before. The memory made my face flush, and I quickly tried to push it from my mind. I didn't want to think about it, I didn't want to remember. But it was hard to forget, the sensation remained fresh in my mind. I turned my attention to the maid, doing my best to focus on the present moment.I made my way to the bathroom, the maid following close behind. She helped me get ready,
My Father My Mate Training
ZeldaHe looked at me, confusion etched on his face. “What's wrong?” he asked, clearly concerned. “How am I supposed to train when I don't even have a wolf?” I said, my voice, rising in frustration.He took a step towards me, his eyes softening. “I know it's hard, but we will figure this out,” he said, his voice soothing.I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. “I hope you are right,” I said, still unsure of what the future held.He was silent for a moment, and then he spoke again. “You need to learn to fight with swords,” he said, his voice serious. I burst out laughing, shaking my head. “You can't be serious,” I replied, my laughter filling the room. He stood there, a small smile playing on his lips. “I'm earnest,” he said, his voice full of mirth. I stopped laughing, looking at him in disbelief. “You are kidding, right?” I asked, my voice laced with doubt.“No, I'm not kidding,” he said, his voice firm. “You can't rely on me to be with you all the time. You need
My Father My Mate Unfit To Be Luna
ZeldaAs I tried to slow my racing heart, the woman stepped in front of me, blocking my path. She looked familiar, but I couldn't figure out where I had seen her before.“Excuse me,” I said, trying to step around her. But she refused to budge, her eyes fixed on me.“Do you think you can ever be our Luna?” she said, her voice filled with disgust. I was taken aback by her words, not understanding what she was talking about.“I… I don't know what you mean,” I stammered, my heart sinking.“You can never be the Luna or queen,” she repeated, her voice full of venom. “We don't want you here.”I felt like the world was collapsing around me, my mind spinning with so many questions.“You don't have to need me,” I said, a smile on my face. “Drake wants me, and that's what matters to me.” But she just laughed, a bitter, sarcastic laugh.“Oh, sweetheart,” she said, her voice dripping with scorn. “Drake will toss you aside like a used toy.”I felt like she had punched me in the gut, the words hit
My Father My Mate A Note
DrakeZelda's brow was furrowed, and there was a look of worry on her face. I leaned in and gave her a soft peck on the cheek. “It's nothing to worry about,” I said, my voice soothing.She managed a smile, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. Her eyes were still clouded with concern, and I could tell she was trying to hide it.“Really?” she asked, her voice uncertain. I nodded, and took her hand in mine. “Trust me,” I said, my voice gentle.“Okay,” she muttered, but I could tell she didn't quite believe me.I couldn't blame her, really. If the roles were reversed, I probably wouldn't have believed her either. But I was determined to make her see that there was nothing to worry about.“I promise, everything is fine,” I said, my tone firm.She looked up at me, her eyes searching for mine for reassurance. I held her gaze, wanting her to see the truth in my words. “Okay,” she said again, this time her voice was more sure.“By the way, you look perfect with a sword,” I said, trying to c
My Father My Mate Strong Enemy
DrakeAs I stood there, my thoughts were a chaotic mess. I felt like someone had played a cruel joke on me, but I couldn't think of who would do such a thing. My emotions were swirling around inside me, making it hard to focus. I felt angry, confused, and a bit scared. But mostly, I just felt overwhelmed. “How am I supposed to figure all this out?” I said aloud, my voice trembling. The stress of it all was starting to get to me.Suddenly, I remembered that my beta had mentioned a note. “Where's the note?” I asked, my frustration growing. “Oh, I forgot to bring it with me,” he said, looking sheepish.“Go get it now!” I said, my voice, rising.He turned and ran out the door, and I let out a sigh of frustration. Why was everything so complicated?As I waited for my beta to return, I paced around the office, my thoughts racing. I couldn't tell if I was scared or just anxious, but I had a sinking feeling in my stomach.Was something bad going to happen? Or was I just overreacting? I t
My Father My Mate In The End
DrakeI stood there, transfixed by the sight of the dead man in front of me. His blood pooled on the floor, a stark reminder of the violence that had just occurred. I tried to process what had happened, but my mind felt like a jumbled mess. What did this man's death mean? And why had he chosen to take his life rather than betray his boss? Was his boss a powerful man? A man with the power to make someone take their life rather than risk crossing him?“Search the body for any proof,” I said to my beta.“Yes, Alpha,” my beta said, his voice steady and calm. He knelt down next to the body and began to search it, looking for any clues that might help us solve this mystery. I watched, my heart still racing, as he carefully went through the man's pockets. Finally, he pulled something out. A small piece of paper, crumpled and stained with blood. I held my breath as my beta slowly unfolded it. What would it say?But when he opened it up, there was nothing written on it. Just a blank p
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