A/N// Okay, so the epilogue is tomorrow! The last chapter of Quinn and Zayd…I’m excited and yet sad…! This chapter gave me so much trouble, I feel like I included too much…it feels rushed too, but I’ve hesitated to post it long enough! See you tomorrow, guys!
Quinn gripped the wheelchair tighter, pushing it across the pavement. Her hands were shaking, she wanted to cry…she wanted to cry so bad… But she couldn’t cry, despite his condition…he seemed so happy to see her. It was as if he’d been waiting for her return…for so long that he even forgot who she
“I see…” Derrick gestured towards the boy. “Come closer, let me see your face.” Zack looked up at Zayd, as if asking for permission, and Zayd nodded at him, releasing his hand. As soon as he was free, he ran off towards Quinn, stopping beside Tia at the foot of the wheelchair. “It’s your grandpa, Z
“It was Delilah's; your youngest daughter, she lives with her mate now…I’m sure she’s happy wherever she is.” “Delilah…" He sounded out the name slowly, as if it were foreign to him. “I wish I could see her…but as long as she’s happy, I don’t need to worry. But please Quinn, come again…even if it’s
Jake looked towards the serpent in his office; the f*cking b*tch who’d screwed him over. Last night’s fight f*cked him up pretty bad. Because of her stupidity, his name was a mockery now, if it went down in history like this, the future generation would laugh every time they heard it. But that was
She didn’t move, instead her eyes filled with tears that dripped down those dirt-stained cheeks. “No…I do-don’t want to.” “Why not? Are you not aware of the fact that we are mates? That you belong to me even if you don’t want to.” “Reject me…send me back to him…p-please.” “Alright…let’s make a de
Delilah glared up at him, wiping her mouth. “What? I’m only trying to help you, bunny…” His hand that had been in her hair reached beneath her chin, caressing the soft skin. “Don’t you want my help? Don’t you want to go back to your worthless alpha?” Delilah swallowed her pride as she nodded, licki
Delilah sat on the floor in the dungeon, looking down at her stomach with eyes that were as red as blood. She’d been crying for more than a day now; non-stop. She hadn’t eaten a thing, hadn't drunk a sip of water. He’d succeeded…he’d succeeded in completely breaking her…he’d won. Delilah choked do
Delilah’s hand gripped around the pocket knife, just as the door was pushed open again. Beatrice stood to her feet immediately, looking back at Jake who seemed more murderous than ever. He glanced down at Delilah on the floor and then back at her. “What did I tell you? What did I f*cking tell you?!”