Zoraya
'Zara!'I cried as I watched her bleed. I ran around our space in search of something, anything that could help stop the bleeding but there was nothing.I tried to call for help but no one was listening. Everyone was busy at the party and Julius was gone after doing his bit.Zara was battered by Julius, yet he returned to the party as if nothing happened. He didn't care to help her.'Zara,' I ran back to her as I noticed that she was looking weak. 'Don't close your eyes," I held her tight.'Don't cry Zoraya,' She spoke in a low voice. I could barely hear her. 'I can't make it.'No.I shook my head disapprovingly. How could she say that?'Don't speak, Zara, just save your strength. I'll get help."I returned to the door of the cubicle and shook it as I called for help, this time making my voice as loud as I could. However, even after making as much noise as my throat could fathom, no one came out.I was tired from jumping around, so I took a break.I sat down, defeated. Panting and sweating all over, but I didn't care. All that mattered was getting help for Zara.Just when I was about to go again, I saw him. The man from earlier.My chest tightened as soon as I set my eyes in him. He was wearing something different this time. The shirt was tight and colourful.A part of me felt extremely happy to see him again. I ignored the pain in my chest and prepared to explain the situation to him.He came closer and leaned closer to the cubicle, giving me a clear view of his face. His facial features were neatly carved. I could barely fight the urge to touch his face, but the importance of Zara's health stopped me."What are you?" He asked before I could.I was about to reply to his question when the people in the Manor suddenly came running out as they cried out, "Fire!"As soon as the man heard them say, he turned and left without looking back.Fire?What is that?I have never heard that word before. I couldn't help but wonder who this fire is that everyone has come out to welcome him or her.However, I was surprised to see that there was no one to welcome, instead they were all running out to save themselves.What could be going on inside?At first, I thought that it was a good thing to have them all outside. Someone will have to hear my call for help.Strangely enough, no one heard me or maybe they all chose to ignore me. They all went about their businesses.'Zoraya, help my....'I ran to hold Zara as I saw her whimpering.'What's happening?' I asked, as I held her.'The pup is coming,' She said through gritted teeth.The pup is coming? My eyes widened. What do I do? How do I help her?I shook the door as I called for help, but no one seemed to hear me.'Please help!' I screamed at the top of my lungs. Desperately shaking the doors of the cubicle, hoping that someone would at least hear me and come to my aid, but I was wrong. No one came. Zara laid on the floor, writhing in pain and there was nothing I could do.I watched as they ran helter skelter around the house, leaving me to wonder what was happening. What has made them all so hyper at the same time?The answer to my question arrived as I saw something indescribable. An orange-yellow shade covered the manor as everyone ran. The heat suddenly became so much that I felt like tearing off my skin.I couldn't breathe, instead I coughed. Zara also coughed heavily. I tried to go to her but I couldn't see properly as everything was becoming hazy. I held the supposed wall of our cubicle for support but I got burnt by the heat radiating from it.How did it suddenly become so hot?What is going on?Zara's eyes were starting to close up. She opened her mouth to speak but couldn't.'Zara,' I coughed as I tried to call out to her.I was starting to get weak and my eyes could barely stay open. The heat was terrible. We were suffocating and there was no way out of this hell.Right when I was about to be devoured by darkness, I heard that voice again."Hey!" He called as he hit the cubicle.He came.My belly danced as soon as I saw him trying to break the cubicle. He ran off to return with a big stone as he struggled to break the lock.I couldn't go close to the door as my hands still hurt from the burn from earlier. "I'll get you out," he screamed as he continued banging the lock with the stone.Finally the lock broke and the door flew open.I tried to tell him about Zara, but he just stood there staring at me. I tried to help Zara to no avail. There was no way I could move her."I'll take that," he took her from me and carried her effortlessly.Even though I was running on all fours, I still couldn't catch up with him. He was so fast. At first, I was afraid that I might get beaten up if Julius finds us outside. But no one has the time to even look. Everyone was trying to get out of the manor. They seemed frightened and couldn't wait to leave.I wonder what that thing in the manor was that has caused such an uproar. I remembered how everything in the cubicle suddenly became hot. Was it because of this fire they were screaming?"Come on," he led us to the forest a few miles away from the manor. "You'll be safe here," he muttered as he laid Zara under a tree shed.I looked around and sighed in relief as it felt different. I wouldn't say safe but it's better because it wasn't hot.'Please help her,' I pointed at Zara, hoping that he'd understand. He turned to leave but I grabbed his leg and tried to pull him towards Zara to make him see that she was having her pup and we needed help. However, he yanked his leg off of me, thereby kicking me in the process."At this point I don't want to see you again!" He yelled. "I want nothing to do with you!" He moved closer to me. He crouched to my height as he spoke. "I cannot be seen with someone like you."It hurt to hear him say that.What did he mean by seen with someone like me?Why can't he be seen with me?I didn't get to process what he meant when he suddenly locked his eyes on me, as he said, "I, Jayden Cole reject you as my mate!"Zoraya “I, Jayden Cole, reject you as my mate!”I wondered what he meant by what he said, but I was hit by a strange surge of pain as soon as his words landed. I could barely breathe, and my heart raced like I had been running.What is happening?I wondered as I stared at the man who I had come to realize from his words that his name was Jayden. Why do I feel so affected by what he said? As soon as he was done saying whatever he had to say, he turned to leave, but I couldn’t let him leave while I was in no condition to help Zara. She needed me now more than ever, but the pain in my chest made me feel so weak that I could barely move.'Zo..ra..ya!' Zara's sudden call pulled me out of my thoughts and every pain I felt seemed to have vanished as I rushed to her and held her.'Down!' she screamed and l looked down to see the pup was halfway. I helped her lay on her back and placed my hands on the floor as she groaned loudly. Suddenly, a blood-stained little puppy... The puppy landed
JaydenI don’t know why I felt so sorry for her. Seeing her run around, the dead dog pulled a string in my heart. I could somehow feel her agony. She barked so loudly that I couldn’t help my irritation. She kept shaking and pulling the dead dog.Even though it was obvious that the dog was dead and cold, she didn’t let go. She kept screaming and barking as if that could wake the dead dog.I knew that I shouldn’t be seen around her, but I just couldn’t bear to leave. At first, it was because I wanted to see how she helped the dog deliver the pups, and I was fascinated at how well she did, but this time I couldn’t leave because I felt pity for her.When I finally decided to leave, I remembered that she had nowhere to go. Since the Grayson mansion has probably burnt down to ashes. There would be no one to watch over them, and if they went back there, so, I decided to take her back to the pack. They’ll return to the Grayson mansion in the morning when things get sorted out. “This is the
Jayden"Ow," I groaned as I opened my eyes. I touched my forehead as I was hit by a sharp surge of pain in my head.I looked around and found myself in the cottage.Well, that seems okay. I was about to sigh in relief when I heard a soft whimpering from beside me.I looked beside me to see a lady curled up. She was wearing nothing and she was on the bed.Oh shit! I jumped as realization hit me.What the hell did I do?I brushed my hand through my forehead as the images from the previous night flashed through my mind.No. I definitely didn't do that! I yelled to myself as it dawned on me that I had spent the night with doggy.My loud voice only made it worse as she flinched and jumped out of the bed, her body fell with a loud thud.I was about to catch her, but the red stain on the bed made me freeze in place. I just couldn't believe what I had done."I'm sorry," I muttered, but she only moved further away, shifting on her butt.I stood up and grabbed my hair, hoping to pull it out of
Zoraya"I'll call you Blue because of your eyes," his voice travelled to my ears and I raised my head in amazement. Are my eyes blue? What is blue, by the way? I didn't know what he was talking about, but it felt nice to hear his voice. Every time he speaks, I never want him to stop, but he isn't much of a talker. "Do you like your new name?" He asked and I immediately nodded. I didn't want him to stop talking, and even though my whole body still ached from whatever he did to me, I felt the need to smile even though I was in pain. "That's great," he clapped. "Now, let's name them," he went towards the basket where Zara's pups were laid. He picked one and raised it up, taking a good look at it as if in search of something. "I think.... Bobby suits him," he muttered before putting it back in the basket. ".... We'll call him Bobby."Bobby? What is that? I looked at him and back at the pup in the basket and soon realized that he had just named the puppy. So, that's how naming is
ZorayaJayden didn't come back for a few days after he left. I was starting to think that we would die of hunger when he suddenly showed up one evening.He squatted before me and rubbed the back of his hand on my cheek."I'm sorry," he muttered in his bass voice, making me realize how much I'd missed him.I was so excited to hear his voice again that I didn't realize that I had made a sound until I saw the raise of his brow and the lines on his forehead."I wish I didn't....."He paused and turned away from me as if the words were heavy and wouldn't come out of his mouth."I'll go get you something to eat," he went out of my sight as soon as he said that, leaving me confused about his unspoken words.The look on his face told a different meaning to his words, like he was only taking care of me because he owes me something.I have nothing, so I wonder what it could be."You should clean yourself up and get ....."He paused again like he was afraid of completing the sentence.I don't kn
Zoraya"Why would I know an animal like her?"My heart dropped at his words and a lone tear trickled down my face out of nowhere. Jayden just denied me. He called me an animal. My heart shattered into a million pieces as I watched the look on his face as he said that. I thought that he was different from the others who saw and treated me like an animal. I thought he wasn't like the others who avoided me because of my way of speaking. I thought he was different from the others who treated me ill, but he turned out to be the same as them. Why? Why did he have to ruin this? I was starting to get used to having him around. I was starting to believe that he was a nice human being, the best after Zara, but it turned out that I was wrong. Jayden is nothing like Zara. He betrayed me. He denied me. I held tightly to Annie and Ronnie, clutching them tightly against my chest as if that would change the pain building up there. "Then why was she in your cottage?" Someone asked in response
AxelThree weeks. It's been three weeks since I lost Aaron. I knew that he could take care of himself, but I'm his best friend. We promised to always protect each other. Besides, the people we came down here trailing were dangerous people. The bunch of rogues who had been lurking around in the kingdom spreading terror in the name of the royal family. Even though I knew that a dozen of them were no match for Aaron, I couldn't help but worry, as I knew very well how sleeky those rogues could be, my father was killed in the war with the rogue king many years ago, leaving the Pack vulnerable. But thanks to the King, we were given adequate protection as he brought the Clayville pack under his rule, thus making our pack a part of the great Mallory Kingdom. I went to school in the Palace and there I met my backbone, the Princes. Aaron and Giovanni have become my pillars of support since the passing of my father and I couldn't have asked for more. We grew up together and have been best f
Axel"Mine." My hung in the air as my wolf called out to the girl. I turned around to look if there was someone else there in place of that roguish looking girl, but there was none. In fact, being so close to her made me realize that the flowery scent that filled the forest was hers. How is that even possible? No. The goddess wouldn't choose a rogue as my mate. This must be a mistake, or maybe I heard it wrong. The girl came at me and managed to scratch my neck. Her eyes were bloodshot as she attacked me. Her teeth came all out, and she launched another attack, but I caught her and held her hands so that she wouldn't attack me, but she wouldn't stop. She looked at the dog on the floor and struggled harder. Her mouth opened, and I thought that she was about to call her army of rogues, but instead she barked. What? She barked? Did she just bark? My eyes widened as I watched and listened as she barked again and again. My hands loosened around her, and she ran towards the dog, hol
MelodyMinutes stretched into hours, yet Zoraya remained asleep. I stayed by her side, unwilling to leave her even for a moment. Her breathing was steady, her face peaceful, but I knew the storm of emotions that would rage within her when she awoke.I gently brushed a strand of hair from her face, my heart swelling with both love and sorrow. This child—my child—had suffered far too much. Even in sleep, her delicate features held the remnants of past pain, the shadows of a life filled with cruelty.But she was safe now.I wouldn’t let Elena steal her away, not like Estrella had stolen her from me all those years ago. The past would not repeat itself, not if I had anything to do with it.I had already failed once.I had lost my daughter to lies, deception, and the bitter hands of fate.Never again.The thought of Elena roaming the palace sent a fresh wave of unease through me. She was cunning, just like her mother. Estrella had spent her life trying to take everything that belonged to m
MelodyThe air in the chamber was heavy with silence. Derek sat across from me, his fingers laced together, his sharp eyes scrutinizing every word I had just spoken. The weight of my revelation hung between us like a storm cloud ready to unleash its fury. I could see the thoughts racing through his mind, the pieces of the puzzle shifting into place.Zoraya was my daughter.Elena was Estrella’s.And Mallory stood on the brink of war.Derek leaned back in his chair, exhaling deeply. “This changes everything.”“I know,” I said quietly.His jaw clenched as he processed the information, his grip tightening on the arms of his chair. “If Zoraya is your daughter, she is the rightful princess of both Mallory and Dark Flame.” His gaze met mine, unreadable yet heavy with unspoken thoughts. “Does she know?”I shook my head. “No. She doesn’t even know who she is. She was raised in captivity, Derek. She cannot speak, cannot write. The torment she endured…” My voice faltered, and I had to take a ste
MelodyThe tension in the royal chambers was thick enough to cut with a blade. Derek sat across from me, his hands folded on the table, his gaze sharp and calculating. He had just finished explaining his plan to dismantle Worden’s influence and drive the rogues into chaos. It was a good plan—bold, strategic, and exactly what we needed.I smiled slightly, leaning back in my chair. “It will work.”Derek raised an eyebrow. “You sound so sure.”I nodded. “Because I am. Aaron and Giovanni are known as Mallory's back bone and they're worth the hype," I smiled proudly. "They are the best warriors I’ve ever known." Derek nodded in agreement. Worden may have played his game well, but he underestimated who he was up against. He thinks he’s dealing with the same Mallory from years ago, but he has no idea the strength we’ve built.”Derek exhaled deeply, rubbing his temples. “Even with that, war is never predictable. The moment we go after his spies and disrupt his plans, he’ll retaliate. We need
DerekThe council chamber emptied slowly, the weight of my words still lingering in the air like a heavy storm cloud. My mind raced as I paced the room, Giovanni standing beside me, his presence a silent pillar of support.King Worden had betrayed us. Not only had he conspired with rogues, but he had also directly ordered the execution of my nephew.A man I once called an ally.A man who knew the inner workings of Mallory’s defenses.I clenched my fists, barely restraining the anger simmering beneath my skin.“Giovanni,” I said, my voice low but filled with authority. “We cannot delay. If Worden has already made his move, we must act before he does.”Giovanni nodded. “Agreed. The rogues will be emboldened by his support. If we wait too long, they’ll strike when we least expect it.”I exhaled sharply, my mind sorting through all the possible avenues. There was no room for mistakes.“We need to root out every single one of his spies within our borders,” I said, turning toward him. “He’s
DerekThe council chamber was silent, the air thick with tension. I sat at the head of the long, ornate table, my fingers curled tightly against the armrests of my throne. Across from me, Giovanni stood with his shoulders squared, his expression grim and unwavering.I had always known Giovanni to be sharp, a warrior in his own right, but today, there was something else in his eyes—something darker. A weight that came from witnessing something truly vile.He had returned only days ago, yet I had summoned him to court so that he could address the court about his findings along with Aaron. Too many questions swirled in my mind, and I wouldn’t rest until I had answers.“Speak, Giovanni,” I commanded, my voice calm but firm. “Tell me everything.”Giovanni took a slow breath, then met my gaze. “I saw the rogue’s den with my own eyes, Your Majesty. I saw their numbers, their strategies. But worst of all, I saw the truth behind King Worden’s betrayal.”A murmur ran through the few nobles pre
ElenaThe palace had grown quieter tonight, the usual distant chatter of servants and the rhythmic steps of patrolling guards seeming more muted than usual. The air carried a weight, an unspoken tension that sent a prickle of unease down my spine.Something had shifted.I walked with my usual measured steps, careful not to let my thoughts show on my face. I had spent too many years perfecting my composure to let suspicion slip through now. And yet, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was being watched more closely than before.Had the Queen figured something out?That thought alone made my stomach tighten.She had been different at dinner tonight. I had caught her watching me more than once, her gaze sharp, assessing. There had been no outright hostility, but her presence had carried a weight that hadn’t been there before.Queen Melody was a woman of power—one did not rule a kingdom like Mallory without possessing an acute sense of awareness. If she had begun to suspect me, I needed t
MelodyThe night air was crisp as I stepped onto the balcony of my chambers, the scent of jasmine and damp earth filling my lungs. The world outside was calm, bathed in the soft glow of the moon, but inside me, a storm raged.I had been restless ever since Zoraya arrived. Something about her had called to me in a way I couldn’t explain—an ache deep in my soul, a pull stronger than logic. And tonight, that truth had finally been laid bare.She is ours.The voice of my wolf echoed in my mind, unwavering.I stilled, my fingers gripping the cold stone railing.Zoraya is My daughter.My lost child. My Darya.I squeezed my eyes shut, my breath coming in sharp, uneven pulls. A wave of emotions crashed into me all at once—relief, sorrow, fury. How had I not seen it sooner?Her scent, her presence, the way my heart clenched every time I looked at her—it had always been there. My wolf had suspected it from the very beginning, but I had been afraid to hope, afraid to be wrong.But I wasn’t wron
MelodyZoraya’s hands trembled in mine, her dark eyes wide with unshed tears. I could feel the fear radiating from her, pressing against my senses like a whisper of the past she was too afraid to recall.But I needed her to.Her breathing was uneven, her lips parted slightly as if she wanted to say something but couldn’t. And, of course, she couldn’t—not in the way most people did. The only sound that left her was a broken, strangled whimper, a noise so haunting it sent fury rippling through me.I already knew what she was trying to tell me.Elena.The name alone was enough to make my wolf stir restlessly beneath my skin. She had been watching, waiting, ever since the first moment I saw how Zoraya had reacted to her presence. The sheer terror in her body language had told me enough.I should have known sooner.The pieces had been right there before me—the way Zoraya recoiled, the way her entire body went rigid at the mere sight of Elena. It was more than fear. It was deep, ingrained t
ZorayaThe palace was quiet tonight.I curled up on the plush rug beside my bed, knees drawn to my chest, arms wrapped tightly around myself. Ronnie was nestled against my side, his small body warm and comforting. His breathing was steady, rhythmic, and for a moment, I focused on it, matching my own breaths to his.But no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t shake off the weight pressing down on my chest. The memories clawed at the edges of my mind, restless, demanding to be acknowledged.Elena was here.She had been here for days, watching, scheming, and worst of all, smiling. A smile that hid sharp edges, a smile I had learned to fear. No one else saw what lay beneath it. No one else knew.Except for Queen Melody.My fingers dug into my arms as I thought of her. The Queen had been… kind. Far kinder than anyone had ever been to me. She gave me food, soft clothes, warmth. She spoke to me in a way that made me feel seen. Heard. Even though I could not speak like the others, she understo