A/N// I hate writing about fathers, because most times I feel like I have none…( ⚈̥̥̥̥̥́⌢⚈̥̥̥̥̥̀) Anyways…I felt so mad and sad for Quinn in this chapter…mad at Zayd…mad at her…mad at Jeo…mad at her father… But overall sad for everyone…how do you guys feel? IMPORTANT~ So I got a message from my editor saying that there will be another copy of this book on the app, I’m not sure how that will work, but if you do see a book with this title and probably this cover, then just know it’ll have the same content this one does…it’s not a book 2 or anything. Thanks for understanding.
Zayd wanted to go back with Quinn, considering the fact that she was angry at him, but he had to head for Mongroove hills. He was given two days to meet the snake shifter, if he didn’t go now, then the time would pass. From the beginning, this was what he had planned. He’d use a day to finish the ‘
‘Man, do you think she’s not here yet? Or did she already leave?’ ‘I don’t think sh~’ Zayd tilted his head to the side when the sound of an arrowed pierced through the silence, aiming straight for his head. It dug in the dirt behind him and if he hadn’t moved his head, he knew for sure that he woul
When Zayd returned to his pack, it was late…and yet instead of in his room or hers, he found Quinn sitting outside on one of the benches by the walls. She was looking up at the sky, whether it be the full moon or the stars, but whatever it was captivated her enough for her not to spare him a single
“As if they wouldn’t lie for you.” She stopped in front of her room door, grabbing onto the knob. “I’m tired, Zayd…let’s just continue this conversation tomorrow.” “Let me just…” He sighed. “Alright, I understand, but I haven’t slept for three nights, and tonight will make it four if you’re not nex
“When did you find out?” “Yesterday, Frederick had insisted I went to see the doctor even though it was extremely late. I went and that’s when I found out…” “I’m sorry you had to wait so long for my return…I had to meet somebody.” “Who?” “It’s no one impo~” “And you’re lying to me again…why?”
Zayd spoke to him. Every night before bed, he’d kiss her stomach and whisper a loving good night to his son…and tonight was no different. It was the night of the meet and greet, she was four months pregnant now, only weeks away from giving birth. Zayd had helped her into her dress after rubbing and
Marcia and Nicholas approached the five…they looked stunning together, wearing a beautiful shade of blue. “I knew you guys would be late, but goddess, you could’ve tried being on time.” “We tried…” Dantae groaned. “Where’s Rachel?” Marcia shrugged. “She’s somewhere in the crowd, drinking wine and
“I do mind, but I won’t be able to shun you in front of so many people anyway…so speak…” Delilah looked towards Zayd who had a glass of wine that he’d taken from a passing waitress in hand…and he cleared his throat. “Since you can’t drink alcohol, babe…I’ll see what else they have upstairs in the k