Novels by Faith_writes

Zara's POV"Can I take her too?"The words hung in the air.My heart stopped, and my breath caught in my throat. Did he just... did the Alpha just ask to take me?I stared at him, my eyes wide with shock. His silver eyes met mine, and I gulped down nothing.Marcus Drake's laugh broke the silence. It was loud and forced, like he was trying to cover up his own surprise."Take her?" He laughed again, shaking his head. "Alpha Kael, surely you're joking. That one? She's nothing but a menace."My stomach twisted. I kept my eyes down, my hands clenched into fists at my sides."Her father was a traitor," Marcus continued, his voice turning cold. "Her father, Garrett Ashford, conspired with rogues to kill our Alpha King. He was plotting against the pack, meeting with enemies in the night. We had no choice but to execute him."Lies. It was all lies.My chest burned with the need to scream, to tell them the truth. My father was innocent. He'd been sick, bedridden for weeks. He couldn't have met

Kael's POVI sat at the head of the long dining table, forcing a polite smile as Marcus Drake kept going on and on about pack politics. The food was good; I'd give them that. But the company was testing my patience."Alpha Kael," Seraphina said for what felt like the hundredth time tonight. She leaned forward, her dress cut low enough to reveal her cleavage. "I've heard so much about your victories in the northern territories. You must be so brave.""Just doing my duty," I replied, keeping my tone neutral.Her hand touched my arm, fingers trailing slowly. I resisted the urge to pull away. I agreed to have dinner with them because it was a political necessity. Beta councilman Marcus Drake controlled a significant portion of the southern routes, and maintaining good relations with him was important for my pack.Even if it meant enduring his daughter's obvious attempts at seduction."You're too modest," she said, batting her eyelashes. "A strong Alpha like you deserves to be celebrated."

Zara's POV"Listen up, everyone!" The head maid's voice rang through the servants' quarters, sharp and commanding. We all stopped what we were doing and turned to face her.She stood at the front of the room, her hands on her hips, her face looked stern. "The young mistress wants everyone to be on their best behavior today. One of the most powerful Alphas in the district is visiting for dinner tonight. Alpha Kael Northwood himself."Whispers broke out among the servants. Alpha Kael. Everyone knew that name. He was young, powerful, and commanded respect across all the packs in the region."I don't want to hear any complaints," the head maid continued. "You will all look presentable. You will serve with your heads down. You will not speak unless spoken to. Do I make myself clear?""Yes, ma'am," we all said in unison."Good. Now get yourselves ready. We have less than three hours."The servants scattered, rushing to their tasks. I stood there for a moment, my mind already dreading the ev

Zara's POVThe marble counter sparkled under the harsh kitchen lights as I scrubbed it for the third time. My fingers ached from the work. I pressed harder, watching my reflection blur on the shiny surface. If I could just make it sparkle enough, maybe today would be different. Maybe Seraphina wouldn't find a reason to punish me.The kitchen was empty except for me and two other servants who worked quietly at the far end. We never spoke much anymore; Seraphina banned all conversation during work.I moved to the next counter, Scrubbing it just as hard as the other ones. The action was almost calming. Almost enough to make me forget the marks on my back from yesterday's beating.A loud crash broke the silence.I spun around. One of the other maids stood frozen, her hand still out where she'd knocked over a glass cup. Its pieces are scattered around the floor. Her face went pale."No, no, no," she whispered, dropping to her knees.Before either of us could move, I heard the click of heel

Zara's POV"No! Please, where are you taking him?!" I yelled and ran toward the two soldiers pulling my father away. Their hands squeezed tight on his arms. He tried to fall, but they yanked him up. My feet pounded the ground. My chest hurt."Stop! He didn't do anything wrong!" My voice cracked as I reached for him. One of the guards shoved me back hard. I stumbled, my shoulder hitting the wall. Pain shot through me, but I pushed myself forward again. "Please, just tell me what he did!"My father's face was pale, drained of color. Sweat covered his forehead. He'd been sick for weeks, barely able to leave his bed. Most days, he couldn't even sit up without help. How could they accuse him of anything?"Zara, stay back." His voice was weak, barely a whisper."No!" I lunged forward again, desperate to reach him. This time, two guards grabbed my arms before I got close. Their claws dug into my skin. I struggled against them, twisting and pulling with everything I had, but they held me in p