Zara's pov
I lay on my stomach, eyes closed, as the gentle morning breeze caressed my exposed back. A gentle smile spread across my face. Vulvan's warm body spooned mine, his arms wrapping around me. His chest rose and fell with each breath, his heartbeat steady against my back. I felt his nose nuzzle the back of my head, his lips brushing against my hair. His arms tightened, pulling me closer. His small movement made me realize he was awake. My eyes where still close, lost in a haze of sleep, his fingers brushed the hair off my back, and I felt his gaze settle on me, his fingerprint danced across my skin, tracing a gentle pattern. "Who did this to you?". He said in a husky voice, still tracing my back. my eyes shut opped and I jolted from my sleep after realizing i had a scar there, and I didn't want him to see it. I was carried away by sleep. i didn't realize he was tracing them. "What do you think you are doing?" I quickly grabbed the blanket and wrapped myself. His eyes were serious, looking for an answer to his previous question. His body language indicated that he wanted to move towards me, but he remained still with his gaze fixed on me. I could not look him in the eye. My insecurities began to surface, and I felt uneasy as he bore holes into my head with his gaze. He has seen me this way; will he think I am ugly? I wondered why he was looking at me. "Stop staring at me," I said, looking away. "I asked you a question. He calmly stated. "And I do not want to answer it," I responded. "We are bonded together; how can I protect you if I do not know who is causing you harm?" For a brief moment, I noticed a glimmer of concern in his eyes. He did care about me, and I will not lie—it was comforting to know that he at least thought about me. I still do not trust him because he might be deceiving me. "It is fine," I finally said, getting up and wrapping the duvet around my body as I prepared to leave his room. "All right, then," he stood up and went straight to his closest; I was surprised he did not press further on the issue on my back, but I was relieved. He then came out with a white shirt in his hands and extended it to me. I looked at him, puzzled, unsure what to do. "You can not go out like this." His hands remained stretched out. "Oh, OK," I said with an awkward smile, stretching my hands to collect the shirt, but he pulled me into his arms and wrapped his hands around my waist, our faces inches apart. His words, "You are so beautiful, even with those scars," totally stopped me cold. His eyes quickly flitted to my lips before slowly putting them there. His deep kiss was tender and soft as he touched my face; I had never experienced this before, and I shamelessly did not want him to stop. he perked my lips one last time before he let go of me. "I am just making sure I have your sent on me." Something seemed strange," he said, grinning mischievously. I looked into his eyes and saw that he was staring at my chest rather than at me. I gasped when I realized the blanket had betrayed me and that Vulvan could see every inch of my body. I was so embarrassed that my cheeks were flushed when I stopped to pick up the blanket. I yanked the shirt from his hands and dashed to the closet. As I banged on the door, he yelled, "See you later, princess," and I heard him laugh before he walked out of the room. I hurried out of the room after putting on the shirt. When I got to my room, I looked to make sure no one saw me walking down the hallway because I had already experienced enough embarrassment for the day. When I entered, I saw a girl in uniform packing some clothes into my closet; she appeared to be about my age. "Good morning, ma'am. I am Erica. "Your new help." She exclaimed, showing all thirty-two teeth. "Help?, well, nice to meet you, Erica!"I walked to my side table, making sure she did not notice the poison. "What are you looking for, Ma'am?" "Nothing," I answered nervously. "All right, and the queen Luna is downstairs waiting to have lunch with you," she said with a friendly smile. "OK, ehrm... sorry I did not introduce myself to you. I am Zara; just call me Zara." "No, problem ma'am," she said and left the room. After she left, I closed the door behind her. I quickly checked the side drawer for the poison, exhaling a sigh of relief when I discovered the bottle. I just need to figure out a way to incorporate it into his food. I dressed and headed downstairs. The queen luna was seated at her table; vulvan was not present; when she saw me, she extended her hand for a hug, which I reciprocated. "You look so pretty, dear; come sit here with me." I sat very close to her. The helper began assisting us in serving our meals. My gaze was fixed on all the meals on the table; I have never had this much to eat at Edwood. I only ate leftovers or meals from the Omega district, which were horrible. "So, dear, how was your night? I choked on my drink, and she patted my back."Are you alright, dear?" I adjusted my hair to cover Vulvan's mark on my neck and cleared my throat, "Yes, I am fine, thank you." "Alright," she said, holding my hands. "I know my son can be tough at times, and he may be a stranger to you, but please give him a chance. I understand that building your relationship with each other will take time, but it will definitely work. She spoke so confidently that I almost felt bad, and the guilt that was building inside me was another nightmare. Given how she has treated me, I have no doubt that she is a nice person. She wants our relationship to work, whereas I was only here for something else. The thought of repaying good with evil sent shivers down my spine. "Are you alright, dear? you seemd lost" She placed a hand on my arm after noticing that I was distant in my thoughts. I gently nodded. We chatted as we began eating our breakfast, and she told me how she first met her mate, Vulvan's father. I was fascinated by how she spoke of her mate with such affection; despite the fact that he was late, they must have loved each other. Our laughter filled the air, and I ate more mother than I could chew.I sat by the mirror in my room, still able to see Vulvan's mark on my neck, which almost looked like healing bruises. It will stay there forever once it heals, reminding me of every moment we shared last night. I finished my breakfast with Queen Luna early before we parted ways; her kind smile and maternal gesture made me think of my own mother. Try not to become emotionally involved. I tell myself that I am only here for a reason and that I need to put on a show to make sure no one suspects me. That is when I finally carry out my plan. I have spent the entire day in this room and have not seen Vulvan since the morning incident. I still can not believe I gave him my body after the way he spoke to me. I was treated poorly in the Edwood pack; it hurt me because it came from him, and I despised it when my submissive side was exposed; it was a constant reminder of how weak I was, and I did not need him to remind me of that; I was not going to take it from him. I had no idea how my h
Vulvan's face was now intches from mine, his hands planted firmly on the wall on either side of me, trapping me. His hot breath danced across my skin, sending shivers down my spine.As he leaned in closer, the air seemed to thicken, making it hard for me to breathe."You know I really hate when I asked you a question and you prove to be stubborn by not answering me." his hands reached my neck, slowly massaging it with his thumb."Let's try again. DIFFERENTLY, shall we?" I repeatedly shake my head in protest. Something felt odd when he said differently, and I knew nothing good could come out of it. He started to tighten his grip on my neck, but not too much."Vul...Vulvan, please," I begged, tears streaming down my face. "I didn't mean to invade your privacy. I was just looking for you, I swear." My voice trembled as he applied pressure to my neck."Looking for me?" Vulvan sneered, his words dripping with venom. "Did I ever say I needed to be found? We fucked, Zara, and that's it. Don'
Vulvan's povI held her gently in my arms, but the marks on her neck told a different story. Her neck, once red from my grasp, now looked pale and clammy. She tossed and turned, clearly restless. It was 5am, i couldn't tell if she was faking her sleep or actually sleeping.As I stormed out of bed and into the bathroom, the events of the previous day replayed in my mind like a bitter reminder.I visited the paint room every month. This was something I had been doing for a long time, and it had become a routine. But this particular visit was different from the others. My intention was not just to go through them but to actually paint something.The reason I wanted to paint was because I had lost interest in my skills a long time ago. As a result, my monthly visits to the paint room had become more about longing than about creating something new. Usually, I would just spend time looking at my old paintings, remembering the good old days.But then i had lost control when I saw Zara standi
zara's povI lay in bed, my heart heavy with a mix of emotions. My neck throbbed in pain, and my throat felt dry and scratchy. My body ached all over, a reminder of the trauma I had endured. Beside me, Vulvan slept peacefully, his presence making my skin crawl.As I lay there, I couldn't help but think about how I had ended up in this situation. I had been so blind to Vulvan's true nature, and now I realized that he was a monster, capable of killing me without feeling any remorse.I felt trapped, suffocated by Vulvan's presence. His scent sent shivers down my spine, and his breath tickled my neck, making my skin crawl. I turned and stirred, unable to sleep, my mind racing with thoughts of escape.As I lay there, I had a revelation. I realized that I had been stupid to think that Vulvan wasn't that bad. But what had happened yesterday had changed everything. I knew now that I had to escape, no matter what it took.I felt the bed shift as Vulvan got up. He went straight to the bathroom,
As I stood there, I watched Vulvan approach Erica with deliberate, calculated steps. Erica's body began to tremble visibly, and I could sense the fear radiating from her. Vulvan's voice was low and menacing as he repeated, "Ask me what?" The tension in the room escalated, and Erica's eyes darted frantically between Vulvan and me.Erica stuttered, struggling to find the right words. I quickly intervened, placing my hand on Vulvan's arm to divert his attention to me. "I was just asking Erica if I could use the kitchen," I lied, attempting to sound casual and nonchalant. Erica nodded nervously in agreement, clearly grateful for the interruption.Vulvan's eyes narrowed, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He turned to Erica, who promptly took the cue and hastily exited the room, leaving Vulvan and me alone. I watched as Erica's shaking frame disappeared from view, the tension in the room still palpable."Strange," Vulvan muttered, his gaze still fixed on the door Erica had exited through.
After a good stretch, I attempted to shield my face from the morning sun with the blanket. Following a few minutes of stretching, I finally got out of bed. As I looked around, I noticed I was alone, as Vulvan usually wakes up before me, whereas I typically sleep in late.I rubbed the sleep from my eyes as I stepped out of the room, unsure of where I was headed. One thing was certain—I had woken up late, as I couldn’t make sense of the noise coming from downstairs. I cluelessly made my way down the stairs and was met with the sight of Vulvan and a loud, obnoxious girl relentlessly poking Dax, whose face clearly showed his frustration.The moment her eyes locked with mine, she bolted toward me and wrapped me in a tight hug. My body stiffened in surprise as Vulvan and Dax's eyes shifted to me. Their stares felt heavy, adding to the confusion swirling in my head. Who was this girl? And why did she act like she knew me?I shot Vulvan a desperate look, silently pleading for help, but he onl
We were still busy picking out our outfits, trying on different things we liked, when Dax suddenly told us we needed to leave. He didn’t explain why, but the look on his face held a shadow of worry. Without wasting any time, we grabbed our things and hurried out.The ride home was long and eerily quiet. Tension thickened the air, pressing down on us. Mike attempted to start a conversation with Dax, but his words fell on deaf ears. Even she could sense something was off. I barely noticed when the car came to a stop, exhaustion making my movements sluggish as I dragged my feet outside.Something was different.Armed guards stood rigid at the entrance, their presence unnerving. Even more of them were stationed inside. My gaze flickered to Dax, who was speaking in hushed tones with one of the security men. I strained my wolf senses, hoping to pick up on their conversation, but the words remained beyond my reach. Frustrated, I glanced over to see Mika rubbing her eyes sleepily as she walke
Vulvan's povI have felt anger before. I have felt rage that burned so deep it threatened to consume me. But nothing—nothing—compares to what I feel right now.The weight of betrayal settles in my chest like a stone, heavy and suffocating. My grip tightens around the glass in my hand, the whiskey swirling lazily inside. It does nothing to calm me.Because this time it cuts deeper.This time, it’s personal.Savik. That snake.I should have known he wouldn’t stop at mere provocations. I should have expected him to strike where it hurts the most. But even for him, this…this was low.He sent an assassin after my mother.And Zara—his sister—walks around this house as if nothing has happened.I close my eyes, inhaling deeply, but the scent of blood and fury lingers in my mind. It takes me back to earlier today, when everything shattered.---While Zara, Dax, and Mika were away, I returned to the mansion sooner than expected. The moment I stepped inside, something felt…wrong.The air carried
Breakfast was tense.I moved the food around on my plate, barely eating. Mika sat beside me, annoyed, while Vulvan ate quietly across from us. His expression was unreadable, his jaw tight like he was holding something back. Dax sat next to him, watching everything like he was waiting for something to happen.Then Susan spoke.“Oh, Vulvan, remember when we used to have breakfasts like this?” Her voice was smooth but full of meaning. “Back then, we were the perfect couple. Everyone admired us. No one could touch us.”Mika let out an irritated sigh, stabbing her fork into her food.I kept my head down. I wouldn’t give Susan the reaction she wanted.But she wasn’t done.“I heard about you, Zara,” she continued, pretending to sound kind. “Back in Edwood, right? You were weak, weren’t you? Everyone treated you badly. That must have been hard, poor thing.”I went still.Her words were fake sympath wrapped in something sharper.I waited for Vulvan to say something. Anything.He didn’t.Instead,
I woke up with the same hollow feeling in my chest. Another day, another morning without seeing Vulvan.I hadn’t seen him since our heated argument, and the weight of it pressed down on me like a curse. His words still echoed in my mind, sharp and unforgiving."i don't trust you, zara."I wanted to hate him for saying that. But I couldn’t—because it wasn’t entirely false.I was keeping things from him. Things that could destroy him.What he didn’t know was that Savik had given me poison. A slow, lethal poison meant for him. Every day, I kept that secret, and every day, I felt the guilt clawing at my throat, but i have been playing it off telling myself i had no chioce even though i knew it wasn’t the right thing. I should have told him. Maybe I still could. Maybe if I confessed, he would understand.But deep down, I knew—he wouldn’t, why would anyone want to understand your reason wanting to kill them.I sighed, running my fingers through my tangled hair. I wasn’t just weighed down by
Vulvan's povI have felt anger before. I have felt rage that burned so deep it threatened to consume me. But nothing—nothing—compares to what I feel right now.The weight of betrayal settles in my chest like a stone, heavy and suffocating. My grip tightens around the glass in my hand, the whiskey swirling lazily inside. It does nothing to calm me.Because this time it cuts deeper.This time, it’s personal.Savik. That snake.I should have known he wouldn’t stop at mere provocations. I should have expected him to strike where it hurts the most. But even for him, this…this was low.He sent an assassin after my mother.And Zara—his sister—walks around this house as if nothing has happened.I close my eyes, inhaling deeply, but the scent of blood and fury lingers in my mind. It takes me back to earlier today, when everything shattered.---While Zara, Dax, and Mika were away, I returned to the mansion sooner than expected. The moment I stepped inside, something felt…wrong.The air carried
We were still busy picking out our outfits, trying on different things we liked, when Dax suddenly told us we needed to leave. He didn’t explain why, but the look on his face held a shadow of worry. Without wasting any time, we grabbed our things and hurried out.The ride home was long and eerily quiet. Tension thickened the air, pressing down on us. Mike attempted to start a conversation with Dax, but his words fell on deaf ears. Even she could sense something was off. I barely noticed when the car came to a stop, exhaustion making my movements sluggish as I dragged my feet outside.Something was different.Armed guards stood rigid at the entrance, their presence unnerving. Even more of them were stationed inside. My gaze flickered to Dax, who was speaking in hushed tones with one of the security men. I strained my wolf senses, hoping to pick up on their conversation, but the words remained beyond my reach. Frustrated, I glanced over to see Mika rubbing her eyes sleepily as she walke
After a good stretch, I attempted to shield my face from the morning sun with the blanket. Following a few minutes of stretching, I finally got out of bed. As I looked around, I noticed I was alone, as Vulvan usually wakes up before me, whereas I typically sleep in late.I rubbed the sleep from my eyes as I stepped out of the room, unsure of where I was headed. One thing was certain—I had woken up late, as I couldn’t make sense of the noise coming from downstairs. I cluelessly made my way down the stairs and was met with the sight of Vulvan and a loud, obnoxious girl relentlessly poking Dax, whose face clearly showed his frustration.The moment her eyes locked with mine, she bolted toward me and wrapped me in a tight hug. My body stiffened in surprise as Vulvan and Dax's eyes shifted to me. Their stares felt heavy, adding to the confusion swirling in my head. Who was this girl? And why did she act like she knew me?I shot Vulvan a desperate look, silently pleading for help, but he onl
As I stood there, I watched Vulvan approach Erica with deliberate, calculated steps. Erica's body began to tremble visibly, and I could sense the fear radiating from her. Vulvan's voice was low and menacing as he repeated, "Ask me what?" The tension in the room escalated, and Erica's eyes darted frantically between Vulvan and me.Erica stuttered, struggling to find the right words. I quickly intervened, placing my hand on Vulvan's arm to divert his attention to me. "I was just asking Erica if I could use the kitchen," I lied, attempting to sound casual and nonchalant. Erica nodded nervously in agreement, clearly grateful for the interruption.Vulvan's eyes narrowed, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He turned to Erica, who promptly took the cue and hastily exited the room, leaving Vulvan and me alone. I watched as Erica's shaking frame disappeared from view, the tension in the room still palpable."Strange," Vulvan muttered, his gaze still fixed on the door Erica had exited through.
zara's povI lay in bed, my heart heavy with a mix of emotions. My neck throbbed in pain, and my throat felt dry and scratchy. My body ached all over, a reminder of the trauma I had endured. Beside me, Vulvan slept peacefully, his presence making my skin crawl.As I lay there, I couldn't help but think about how I had ended up in this situation. I had been so blind to Vulvan's true nature, and now I realized that he was a monster, capable of killing me without feeling any remorse.I felt trapped, suffocated by Vulvan's presence. His scent sent shivers down my spine, and his breath tickled my neck, making my skin crawl. I turned and stirred, unable to sleep, my mind racing with thoughts of escape.As I lay there, I had a revelation. I realized that I had been stupid to think that Vulvan wasn't that bad. But what had happened yesterday had changed everything. I knew now that I had to escape, no matter what it took.I felt the bed shift as Vulvan got up. He went straight to the bathroom,
Vulvan's povI held her gently in my arms, but the marks on her neck told a different story. Her neck, once red from my grasp, now looked pale and clammy. She tossed and turned, clearly restless. It was 5am, i couldn't tell if she was faking her sleep or actually sleeping.As I stormed out of bed and into the bathroom, the events of the previous day replayed in my mind like a bitter reminder.I visited the paint room every month. This was something I had been doing for a long time, and it had become a routine. But this particular visit was different from the others. My intention was not just to go through them but to actually paint something.The reason I wanted to paint was because I had lost interest in my skills a long time ago. As a result, my monthly visits to the paint room had become more about longing than about creating something new. Usually, I would just spend time looking at my old paintings, remembering the good old days.But then i had lost control when I saw Zara standi
Vulvan's face was now intches from mine, his hands planted firmly on the wall on either side of me, trapping me. His hot breath danced across my skin, sending shivers down my spine.As he leaned in closer, the air seemed to thicken, making it hard for me to breathe."You know I really hate when I asked you a question and you prove to be stubborn by not answering me." his hands reached my neck, slowly massaging it with his thumb."Let's try again. DIFFERENTLY, shall we?" I repeatedly shake my head in protest. Something felt odd when he said differently, and I knew nothing good could come out of it. He started to tighten his grip on my neck, but not too much."Vul...Vulvan, please," I begged, tears streaming down my face. "I didn't mean to invade your privacy. I was just looking for you, I swear." My voice trembled as he applied pressure to my neck."Looking for me?" Vulvan sneered, his words dripping with venom. "Did I ever say I needed to be found? We fucked, Zara, and that's it. Don'