Romane von QUEENTIN

LENAThe unfamiliar ceiling was the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes.For one moment, I forgot everything and thought I was waking up beside Zain.Although, the illusion shattered almost immediately as it dawn on me that in this enormous house, a stranger had become my husband.I squeezed my eyes shut again and let out a long breath before forcing myself out of bed.The room was quiet and the curtains had already been drawn open, allowing the morning sunlight to pour through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The rain from yesterday had disappeared, leaving behind a bright blue sky that mocked the heaviness inside my chest.As I walked towards the bathroom, I froze.Everything seems new, ranging from toothbrush, fresh towels and skin-care products still sealed.Even a neatly folded outfit rested on the marble counter. Someone had prepared everything.I didn't know why that tiny act made my throat tighten.Aaron hadn't said much yesterday, but somehow he'd thought of everything.Aft

LENA“See what I mean?” Aaron whispered. “He has people and can monitor you because maybe you know too much"Why didn't I think of that?I helped Aaron and he might be scared I'd expose him."So Ms, Lena...can you really protect yourself?"His question made me spiral as I suddenly had the memory of uera standing in the doorway of the house I'd helped build and zain's voice of suffocating with me.Like Aaron knew I was in some trance, I heard his voice;“Your husband has powerful people behind him now. Alpha Gary's family, his father and his supporters.”He closed the curtain as soon as the van drove off and stride to me but kept a space as his closeness was becoming unbearable.“If you fight them alone, you'll lose.”“And if I marry you?”“You won't be alone.”I leered at him. “What do you get?”People like him always have something to gain.His face became stern as he bent slightly to my position. “An alliance.”"I'm nothing, I can't offer you what you want...""I just need a wife" h

LENAI didn't know how long the drive once but I noticed when the car came to a halt. My mind was driven back to reality as I gawk at the villa. While struggling to get out, I accidentally broke his handle in anger. He got out and opened the car for me and just as I intended to step out, he suddenly carried me in his arms. "I can walk" I protested in a weak tone. "You have no shoes on, you've walked enough" My hands grabbed a fistful of his shirt as he walks me inside. The blinding lights flooded me. He stopped when he brought me to a door. "You can use the room, I'd be waiting downstairs for you..." He discontinued and then gasped like he wasn't breathing again when our eyes locked."Don't skip dinning because of him, he's not worth doing that for" It's like he knows everything but just feign ignorance. He lean closely to me, like he'd kiss me but then, I realized he was opening the door. "I'd be waiting"My body recoils as I had goosebumps with that line of

LENAIt was the first words I have said since an hour of silence and not wanting to read her expression or reply, I shoved her gently to get inside. When I did, his name was all I called; "Zain!"My eyes searches for him through the corners and I could hear the stomping feet of yera behind me. "Hey, stop acting like a mad woman in my house! How can you be his wife?" I spur around to look at her as she stared at me in disgust. Did she fucking say this is her house? A place I built with my sweat, blood and tears?"I'd call the security on you if you don't leave!" She brawled infuriated as she reach out for my shoulder blade. Yera was annoyed just like I was.I almost said a word when i heard zain's voice from adjacent where I stood. He was coming from his room in an Ice Wolves hoodie, staring at me with an expression that depicts hate and detest or panic rather. The Ice Wolves logo across his chest felt like a blade. "Lena" he whispers and then dart his gaze to Yera wh

LENAI still had my mourning dress on, my eyes swollen with tears as I stared at her grave which has been decorated with flowers. My fingers run through the pendant we both had as a gift but now, I wear hers. The silver chain pelted against my skin, like it always does when my wolf is angry. While everyone were under an umbrella, I stood in the rain, my black dress received the lashes of being irresponsible, of never hearing her out while she was in pain. Her last call to me was; "I hate you" I couldn't be there for my sister when she needed me the most, all I just wanted to do was impress my husband that I forgot about the people who were important to me.Weak, my feet dragged me inside the family house were they were mourners too but their voices were blurry. No one recognizes me here, except that they just got to know that I was her sister.My husband, Zain was meant to be here but work has kept him far away. He'd be playing for the nationals today, captain of the