ZORDON'S POVDaisy's breath caught in her throat as she lifted her head, her eyes growing wide in shock at how close our faces were. I couldn't help it as I sniffed in her scent like a cocaine addict. She smelt like ripe guavas on a hot summer's day. "You smell delicious, Little Bunny," I confessed. I leaned in, pressing my nose to hers and letting our lips connect gently. She let out a gasp and took a step back, almost falling over in the process.I grabbed her wrist, yanking her up and forward until our bodies collided. My hands curled around her waist unknowingly as she gulped, her glossy, pink lips slowly parting."Why do you always run from me?" I challenged her. "It's not like we haven't kissed before.""I know that, but we shouldn't kiss again." She tried to wiggle from my hold, but I wouldn't let her. "And why is that?" I asked her. She tried to form words but couldn't. "Didn't you like the way I kissed you earlier?"As she looked up at me, her eyes displayed rage rather t
ZORDON'S POVDaisy remained frozen on the spot when she realized the intensity of my gaze. "Forgive me for crossing the line. I didn't mean to," she apologized, pretending to look around in search of something, but I knew she was avoiding me."You have nothing to apologize for," I let out. "But I'm curious to know what you think in regard to this?" I asked her. With my hands settled behind me, I stepped closer to her until she was backing away from me. "Zordon, I," she gulped nervously as the back of her legs met the bed, causing her to fall onto the mattress. I crawled over her, my knees pressed on either sides of her and my palms flat on the space above her head. I made sure not to touch her. Her emerald eyes dulled as she locked her gaze with mine. "Do you believe the gossip about me forcing myself on women?" It seemed that she was considering my question carefully. I watched her with keen eyes and followed as her neck dipped as she swallowed hard. She then cleared her throat a
DAISY'S POV"Rise and shine, milady." A strict, deep but soft baritone voice resounded in my ears, followed by the sound of my curtains being spread out. I twitched when I heard the sharp click of the switch on the wall.What the hell! I raved in my head.The bright, shining light from the bulb shone on me and I flicked my eyelids open. I rubbed my eyes trying to get the sleep out of them before glancing around the room. I grunted when I saw Zordon standing beside my bed with his arms folded at his chest smirking down at me. "Oh Good, you're awake, now get your ass up," he commanded, and I let out a gasp of surprise. My eyes clearly could see the night was still outside. The crickets were still croaking and grasshoppers still whistling. “Is this a prank?” I laughed. Curious of the time, I turned to face to the clock on the wall only to see that it was still dawn. “It's only 4:30. Why the hell should I get up now?" I half-yelled at him as I struggled to sit up, feeling my eyes drowsy
DAISY'S POVI held my breath in anticipation, eagerly waiting for these mysterious people to step out from behind the bushes.Could it be that Zordon wanted to get rid of me somehow to simply annoy Dexter, given that it appears the scoundrel has expressed some affection for me? I felt the urge to kick the tree again out of anger. If this was Zordon’s plan then he tricked me into believing I could trust him. No, I thought. Zordon wouldn’t stoop so low. Would he? Before I could move, like five huge men, who were built like giants, stepped out from the forest at speeds almost greater than the wind. My lips parted slowly, my throat suddenly dry as I wondered why he called these men here. I sure hoped it wasn't to train me because there was no way in hell I could handle even one of them, much less all five. "Boys, get to work," Zordon commanded like the Alpha he was, and my heart started pounding heavily in my chest."Yes, sir." They all yelled, their high tones sending shivers down my
DEXTER'S POV"Run Luna! Run," I yelled with all my might. I forcefully nudged her, hoping she would get moving already. She released a startled breath. My forceful push caused her to lose balance and fall heavily to the ground. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead.My heart thumped in my chest, and my eyes widened in surprise, especially upon hearing the enemy's footsteps getting nearer. The Luna scattered to her feet and bolted off, away from the man who chased her. I tried to run with her, but suddenly an arrow whizzed through the air from behind and struck deep into my heel."Argh!" I winced in pain. Instantly, I felt something began to burn my veins as something like acid moved through my system, weakening me. My legs wobbled, causing me to drop to my knees while everything around me faded.There was no doubt about it. I was poisoned. I blinked rapidly, struggling to keep my eyes open.A few feet away from me, I saw her running back towards me, shaking her head in disbelief. She
KENDRA'S POV"I had another dream, Dusty." I overheard Dexter telling his beta. I was walking past the study, but then paused in my footsteps and decided to eavesdrop. This was the only way I could learn what was going on in this pack, since Dexter had stopped telling me shit. Whatever they were saying could be beneficial to my plan. "When you say another dream, do you mean it is the same as the first?" Dustin asked. Could it be the same dream Dexter narrated to Alpha Xavier or a different one? I pondered, paying close attention to their conversation.“Yeah, it's always the same one. I think Daisy is using these dreams as a medium to ask me for help," he added, and I scoffed, trying to believe he wasn't that daft. Though he was so easy to fool.Of course, he was dreaming of that bar maid. I didn't see what the big deal was about her. She was always so quiet but then she had this controlling side to her. I remembered how pissed off Dexter was once when Daisy came up with the plan t
DEXTER'S POV"Where the hell is my breakfast?" I questioned Kendra as I walked into the dining room. She was sitting at the edge of the table, sipping a cup of coffee, and I shook my head. Useless woman. I just hope she didn't overdose on caffeine. I knew she already had a cup earlier at dawn. I smelt it in the room after I came back from my run. "Ask the maids. I am not in charge of feeding you," she replied rudely, and I halted in my steps."Are you fucking kidding me? You are my wife, so you are responsible for my meals whether the maids prepare them or not," I reminded her just in case she had forgotten, but she just scoffed like I had said the silliest thing ever."Now I'm your wife?" she sipped her coffee. "What about that Luna you've been having wet dreams of?"Here we go! I ignored her. "My meal, Kendra, and don't let me ask you again," I told her as I pulled out a chair to sit on. I grabbed the newspaper one servant placed on the table and began to read it.The first thing
DAISY'S POV "Get up and go at it again!" Zordon yelled from across the field where he was standing while I lay flat on the grass, breathing heavily. Totally spent and tired. I'd been going through some serious training with him for a week. Most times, I wonder if I had offended him and this was one of his revenge plan. Not once since the training had I been able to win or take one of his men down. Instead of building strength, it seemed like I was losing it, which made me wonder why I was even doing this. I blew out some air, watching as the same warriors whom I had been sparring with every single day since the gala got to their feet, cracking their knuckles and not even looking a bit tired. "You know this is not fair. Five men against me and you expect me to get up fast," I scoffed in disbelief, hoping Zordon would at least have some pity or would soften his heart but he continued to stare at me, his hands wrapped around his chest as he shook his head sideways as if pitying
ZORDON'S POVI heard a knock at my door and opened my eyes. I looked at my wristwatch and noticed it was lunchtime. I groaned and rolled out of bed. As I swung open the door, the maidservant cleared a path and greeted me with a bow. I gave her a nod before making my way to the dining room. I opened the door and saw Isla sitting there alone. I observed my surroundings and realized that Daisy was missing. She was late again. It was as if Isla tapped into my thoughts because her response came so quickly."She is running late. But she'll be here," Isla let out. Daisy stepped inside shortly after. I took one good look at her and caught myself falling for her all over again. She styled her hair in a ponytail. She wore a white dress that accentuated the brilliance of her dark blue eyes. The dress clung to her body, hugging her every curve. I traced her curves with my eyes. I watched as her breast gently jiggled when she lowered herself into the seat. I lifted my gaze and encountered her
DEXTER'S POVIt had been three days since I last saw the sun. I had locked myself in my quarters, waiting for some miracle to happen. I had questioned every decision that I had made since that gala. Furthermore, I had allowed Xavier to mess with my head so much that I didn't see the wrong in what we were doing. My plans didn't seem wrong at the time. Although my wolf had constantly told me to let go of Daisy and just try to be happy with Kendra, but there was no way I could do that. I loved Daisy more than I was letting on. She was the reason I wanted to live and now that she was with another man; I didn't see any reason to live anymore. My entire world had crashed overnight. Kendra had ruined my life, and I was going to have to deal with. A knock came on the door for the millionth time since I had barricaded myself in this room. I knew it was Kendra, trying to get me to open up and let her inside, but there was no way that was happening. I sighed, and I raised the bottle of spir
ZORDON'S POV"Tell her? Did you hear his warning? He said we are not supposed to say anything to Daisy,” I sighed, trying to calm myself before I continued lecturing Isla. “If we do this, it will put her in danger. Telling her is not an option. We will keep her in the dark for as long as we can," I finished and I thought Isla would drop this debate too, but I was wrong. "The more information she has, the more she can protect herself.” Her voice got high and I wanted to use my Alpha’s aura on her to push her back in her place, but for some reason my wolf wanted to hear what she had to say. “We don't even know if this guy's real name is even Stefan. He could be a spy for Dexter. We know nothing about him, and I am not willing to trust him blindly without having any confirmation. If you want to do that, be my guest, but I am not doing that. The only person who can verify his identity is Daisy. If we randomly bring up her cousin over lunch, she will have questions. When she asks those qu
ZORDON'S POVXavier? Why wasn't I surprised he was the one to be selling me out to my enemies?Xavier must have seen Dexter's rage as the perfect opportunity to get back at me for not making him my beta. He was once a part of my pack, but left some years ago because I gave Isla the position instead of him. And this was the very reason I didn't make him beta. He couldn't be trusted. Xavier's family was from old money so he used his inheritance to form a pack of his own, but because of my influence and the fear I brought out of people, other alphas refused to do business with Xavier's pack so that made him hate me even more. I shook my head and rubbed my temples. Stefan was right. If Xavier was indeed behind this, if he was really working with Dexter, and they were building an army, then we had little chance of winning this war. I groaned. There was no way we were going to win this. Xavier knew the place very well. He literally lived here for almost ten years. He had access to secre
ZORDON'S POVWhen I left Daisy out on the training field, I headed back to the house. I didn't realize at first, but my feet led me straight to that door she spoke about on the east wing. I looked at it and tears welled up in my eyes. This was my mom's favourite place in the house. The library. She first said she had a dream about how it should look, so she brought her imagination to life and was extremely proud of it. Ever since she died, I locked it up. I felt like it was the only way to keep her memory alive. I thought if the place was untouched, then it would preserve whatever memories of her I had. I was extremely wrong. Daisy just made me realize that the only way to keep her memory alive was to let people use the library. I headed to the study and pulled out the key. I hurried back to the door and opened it. The smell of dust and moisture filled the air. Mom would be so disappointed in me for letting this place stay untouched for so long. I decided to get some maids to clea
DAISY'S POVZordon grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me to his chest, whacking the air out of my lungs. I could feel his heart beating next to mine. "Let's get one thing straight, Daisy," he grunted, rubbing his nose over my forehead. "You are only training in case of worst-case scenario. And that would be if I die, which I am confident that won't happen for now. But know that I will protect you always. I would jump in front of a bullet for you. You will only fight if you must." I felt his lips replacing his nose on my forehead and my body shivered when I felt his soft kiss."But what if I want to defend myself? And since of late, I noticed your soldiers won't train with me anymore. They believe I have surpassed their strength.They are scared of training with me!" I replied to him, frustrated."That's because you've become a force to be reckoned with. You are stronger and faster. You have reached the peak of who you are. All we need to do i
DAISY'S POV I headed for my room, the anger in my chest rising as though it were going to burst through my rib cage. I slammed the door as I went in, or at least, I tried to. The weight of the wooden doors didn't allow me to slam it as I wished. I dropped onto my bed and threw the nearest pillow I could find over my face, trying to block out the lights. I screamed and kicked as hard as I could before sitting up. I was so frustrated with the fact that he was doing this to me. I didn't understand him, and I doubted if I ever would. There was something about him I couldn't place my fingers on. One day, he acted like he cared; the other day, he acted as though I was a disease that he wanted to get rid of. I pushed the button near my bed and waited. A maid came running in almost immediately. "Heat up the tub; let it be as hot as it can get. I need to soak my shame away," I said to her. She had confusion written all over her face
ZORDON'S POV She walked towards me, ever so gracefully. All I could do was look at her, wondering how she had managed to train herself to walk and act like royalty. Well, what can I say? She was royalty; she was my queen. I looked down at my feet, feeling like a teenager who was eager to ask a girl out to be his prom date. It was weird; it felt weird. She made me feel this way, and I was too comfortable with it. I had no way of dismissing it. I didn't want to dismiss it. I didn't know what I was feeling, but I liked it, and I wanted to keep feeling this way about her. I curbed my smile and looked up again. I could feel my insides jumping for joy as she closed the space between us. I had so much to talk to her about; I wanted to define what we were. I didn't want her to kiss me just because I kissed her first. I wanted her to be the one to initiate it; I wanted her to be the one to make the first move.'Have you made yourself approachable enough
ZORDON'S POVDaisy turned and stormed out of the office, and all I could do was stare at her. She was the most stubborn person that I had met. Her zeal and resilience were admirable. She was bold, courageous, and confident. To top it all off, she had a heart of gold. At first, I was worried that she would never accept my wolves as her people, but here she was, upset that I wasn't letting her protect them. I smiled to myself, wondering how I was lucky enough to have her on my side. She was everything I hoped for and dreamed of. I closed my laptop and leaned back in my chair. She was so worried that I didn't see her as worthy, but she was more than worthy. She was everything to me, and I didn't know how to tell her. I was scared of being too vulnerable with her. I hadn't been vulnerable with anybody ever since my parents died. There was no way I could trust anybody after what my parents had gone through. That was one way she was a better person than me. She knew how to forgive, and