Nobela ni Nana

ZAMORA'S POV I stood frozen, watching the fight play out. Vladimir moved like he had been doing this his whole life; fast, fierce, and without hesitation. And truthfully, he had.He grabbed each rogue and tore them apart like they were nothing. It was brutal but also strange how thrilling it was to watch.Still, I couldn’t help but feel pure fear. I had never seen anyone so cold, so heartless. And even though I have heard countless tales of how terrifying and beastly he can be, this was the first time I had ever seen it with my own eyes.Then, out of nowhere, a chilling thought entered my mind:What if one day, Vladimir saw me as useless? As someone he didn’t need anymore?It would mean nothing for him to kill me, just like he did to them.I shivered again, my body tense. I couldn’t stop myself from gulping, trying to calm the fear that was slowly building inside me.My eyes flickered incessantly as I watched everything unfold. Minutes later, there was no rogue in sight anymore. Vlad

ZAMORA'S POV The feeling was surreal, and initially, I couldn't hold back my excitement. The help I needed had shown itself at the right time.I exhaled, my lips curled together. “I was kidnapped by someone,” I spluttered, my gaze still darting around. My voice was barely above a whisper as well for fear that I'd be heard by the rogues.“Where are you now?” He asked again, his voice wrapped with the urgency of it.“I have no idea. I'm currently hiding from some rogues hunting ferociously for me.“Alright. Try to keep calm and make sure they don't find you. I'll make sure to find you as quickly as I can,” he assured and I found myself nodding.His voice was warm, soothing too. It managed to calm my throbbing nerves.I parted my lips to speak again but it was too late. The mind link had disconnected. My lips pouted as I sulked a bit.I was left alone, and in silence. I couldn't afford to make noise lest I be found by the rogues who wouldn't stop searching for me.I could still hear the

ZAMORA'S POV"Let go of me, please," My voice was soft and weak. I had no choice but to beg for my life. I was desperate, just wanting to be free from the people who had kidnapped me.He laughed, ignoring my pleas. I could tell he enjoyed my suffering, the way I was begging to live. I couldn’t see his face, but there was something dark and evil in his voice.I heard his footsteps as he walked across the dry leaves on the forest floor, leaving me alone to die in the woods. Tears filled my eyes. I was alone, completely alone to face my misery. I gulped, trying to calm myself down and focus on escaping instead of giving in to fear.Suddenly, my stomach began to feel strange. At first, it was small, barely there. But then it got worse until I was holding my belly in pain.Was the wolfsbane already working this fast? Am I really going to lose the child growing inside me without ever getting the chance to meet it?I groaned in pain, hating my current situation. This was worse than anything

ZAMORA'S POV I shot to my feet, heart beating so hard I could hear it in my ears. My eyes darted around the room, scanning everywhere. Sweat formed on my forehead, but I forced myself to stay composed. If someone was in here, the last thing I wanted was for them to see fear on my face. No, I had to look in control. I had to feel in control, even if I wasn’t.But the room looked empty. Just me and the silence from every corner.“I don’t see anyone,” I told my wolf, squinting into the darkness, double-checking the corners, the edges, the gaps behind furniture. Nothing. Absolutely nothing.“It’s not about what you see,” my wolf whispered in my mind . “They are hiding, using an invisibility spell. Focus. Listen to their heartbeat, their breathing, their scent. You are not alone.”I felt fear take over me.I shut my eyes and listened.For a few seconds, there was only silence. But then I heard it. The faintest breath, it was controlled but there. A soft rustle of cloth. A scent that didn’

ZAMORA'S POVHe is bluffing, isn’t he? He must be. There is no way he can break the bond between us. The queen herself said it was final, once sealed, it can’t be undone. So what is he talking about? What kind of madness is this? He found a way to break it? That’s impossible. Isn’t it?I kept my face still, my voice buried deep behind the calm mask I forced on. I stared at him, searching for a crack in his expression, some sign that he was lying. But he gave me nothing. There was a long silence between us.Finally, I spoke, trying to remain quiet and controlled.“What do you mean you will break the bond?”He didn’t answer right away. He leaned back, picked up his glass of wine, and took a slow sip, his eyes on mine the entire time. His stare was intimidating, like a predator sizing up its next move.“I don’t recall giving you permission to speak,” he said almost lazily.A chill crawled down my spine, but I held my ground.“You are going to break the bond,” I repeated, composed. “Knowi

ZAMORA'S POVMy eyes opened slowly. At first, everything was blurry, but then a ray of sunlight hit my face through the gaps in the curtains. It was too bright. I flinched, shut my eyes again, and let out a small groan.Everything hurts.My body felt like it had been crushed. Every muscle was sore, and I didn’t understand why. I tried to move, but even that simple effort sent pain shooting through me.Why do I feel like this?What happened?I groaned again as I forced myself to sit up, but my head throbbed with every slight movement.“Are you alright, ma'am?” Larissa’s voice broke through the fog in my mind. She rushed to my side, her hands gently supporting me as I sat up straighter.There was so much worry in her voice. It was written all over her face too.“How do you feel, MY LADY?” she asked softly, her eyes searching mine.I didn’t answer right away. A sudden pain sliced through my head. I held it tightly and stayed still, breathing through the pain until it faded just enough to