A/N// I tried so hard to portray Zayd’s anger here, lol! It hurts my soul so much how Kathrine didn’t die! That witch (as Hina would say) deserves a horrible end.
Quinn looked at her father as he walked into her room, crying. “I’m sorry, Quinn.” He fell to his knees in front of the bed she laid on, and the door closed on its own accord behind him. “This is all my fault, I should’ve known, I should’ve done something. I-I just…I tried so hard not to believe it
“Don’t you want to hear it? Her punishment I mean?” Quinn looked back up at the podium, nodding once with an anxious gulp. “Y-Yes.” “Let’s wait then…” They both stopped by a tree on the meeting grounds, watching as Jeo walked back on forth on the stage, trying to figure out what would be a fittin
Zayd ran all through the night and only stopped when the sun broke past the darkness. He bent low enough for her to climb off his back, and then transformed into his human form. “Since you didn’t sleep at all, get some rest while I hunt something for us to eat.” “I’m not sleepy.” “Your eyes are dr
Quinn had promised to cook the meat, but then remembered there was no wood to catch fire, nor was there a knife to skin the deer. She sighed as she plopped back down against the grass, looking over at Zayd who was still asleep. How nice of him to have hunted food and not carry anything to cook it…
She twisted around with wide eyes. “How did you find me?!” “What? Did you think it’d be hard?” Zayd sighed, tightening his grip around her wrist, “I’d been watching you suffer for hours, forcing yourself to run as though your life depended on it. I considered letting you go, Quinn…I really did. I m
Zayd walked for minutes before Quinn told him that it was okay for him to run, and he’d questioned her condition a hundred times before he changed into his wolf and allowed her on his back. He’d run, but she knew he wasn’t running at full speed. In the morning, he’d hunted meat, and she’d picked up
Zayd took confident strides to his office, his face holding not a single rush of emotions even as he shoved the door open. Earlier, he’d mind linked Frederick and Dantae to meet him here. He had a lot to tell them, and he also had orders to dish out. “What’s up, man?” Dantae started. “We don’t meet
Quinn woke up to a knock on her door, and she sat up, rubbing her eyes and clearing her throat before speaking. “Who’s that?” “It’s me…” Zayd answered. “Me and some other nuisance, but me regardless. Can I come in?” Despite being curious of whom he regarded as a nuisance, Quinn straightened up and
Jeo walked back to the shabby cabins where his men were. He was angry…at her and at himself. He regretted coming here now more than ever. It was all for nothing. She carried too much vengeance, the hate she had for him could never amount to love.A tired sigh left his lips as he shoved one of the ca
“You know, I was happy about coming here…I thought I could probably make something work, but with how much you seem to hate me for crimes I didn’t commit, nothing will ever work out between us. And I’ll just f*cking accept it.” River shifted her gaze away from him as he left, making sure to aggres
When the door creaked open, and he saw her leaning against the desk in the center of the room…that was when he breathed out…almost gasping at her beauty. She was wearing a bodysuit, one that covered but also showcased all of her. It was etched to her body, showcasing its every curve and the curves
Jeo came to a sudden stop in the woods he’d intruded. He could smell stale blood…stale werewolf blood. He could also smell the venomoons that resided behind the invisible lines that marked their borders. He couldn’t see it, but somehow, he could tell exactly where their lands started, and he didn’
Before Quinn could respond, Jeo quickly stood to his feet, holding a hand up. “I’ll do it…! I’ll do it…” His impatient yell and then whispered words gained him everybody’s attention, their eyes swung his way, all summing him up as though he’d gone mad. “Did you really just volunteer? Do you want
She took a seat in the last empty chair around the table without Zayd even having to tell her to. “I thought this alliance was about unity and peace, but there is no peace or unity when my people have to be on constant lookout for your next strike. We’ve withstood enough of this, if another mutt wal
Two weeks after the meet and greet, an official meeting was called and surprisingly, Jeo was to attend. He wasn’t exactly sure why Zayd wanted him to be present, he’d never been a part of something like this before…considering the size and the rank of his pack… He was sure this had something to do
And then she trudged through the door. Her words hurt, but Jeo followed her anyway, stopping when they made it to a door opposite to the one they just walked through. She sighed, turning to face him with eyes nonchalant and fierce; kind of like Quinn’s. “May I ask why you’re following me?” Jeo cl
She didn’t look at him for long, but he could see the recognition in those mesmerizing eyes. She knew who he was…and yet she…she ignored him? Why? And this aura she possessed…what was it? She wasn’t a werewolf…but her presence was strong. If she was the River Adams Zayd spoke of, then what exactly