Zara's Pov
I looked into the direction where I felt the oppressive air from and all the blood in my body literally froze because I wasn't expecting to see the person I least expected.
It was the beast that everyone feared. Seeing him caused me to develop a panic attack and I struggled to breathe. I know most would be wondering how I know him.
Well this is because Wanda always showed me pictures of the current and past kings of each pack but the one who was just sitting across me was someone I won't be able to forget and this is because of the achievements he has to his names.
He is known as the most ruthless alpha king and I wondered why my dad allowed him to step foot into our pack and talk less of letting him sit beside us in our dining room. This was something I found unnerving and I just wanted to escape at this point in time.
"Wanda, why is he here?" I quietly whispered to Wanda who was just as shocked as I was.
"Trust me princess, I have no idea why he is here," Wanda hastily replied and I nodded before turning to look at my dad. I couldn't stare straight into his eyes, so I rather looked at my father.
"Zara, please have your seat," my father said to me with a warm smile and I stiffened immediately.
Did he want me to sit in the same room as this beast? I'd rather go back to my room and sleep. I just could not stay in the same environment with this man.
"Come on Zara, your dad just said you should have your seat," Wanda said lightly to me and I knew there was no escaping this. I had to sit.
I slowly dragged my feet towards the dining table and one of the maids pulled out a seat just beside the alpha which caused me to stare at her.
"Come on Zara, there isn't much time left," I heard the deep gruff voice of my father's beta and I hastily sat on the seat. If there was someone I hated so much in this pack, then it would be him.
He was one of the few people who contributed to the rumors which were making ground and this caused me to wonder what he stands to gain from it.
Though father is aware of it, I still wonder why he allowed him to stay with him. He should have cut him off a long time ago.
"Let's eat," my father said and the maids served me immediately.
We got busy with eating and the only thing which could be heard was the clanging of the spoons against the plates. The atmosphere was very quiet and all that I thought of was to escape from the room.
All through breakfast, I felt oppressive eyes on me and I didn't need anyone to tell me that it was from the beast of an Alpha.
Before long, we were done with the food and we all moved to the lounge. I wanted to leave the room but my dad didn't give me a leeway.
I had to sit close to the alpha beast and this made all my nerves tense up as I was really scared. What if he murdered me?
I had to sit stiffly and not move a muscle beside him. Even my breathing became slow and unhurried.
"I'm sure you must be confused as to why we have guests here," my father started as he stared deep into my eyes. I didn't respond but my body language showed that he was quite right.
"It's not a big deal, we have decided that you are to be married to alpha Andre," my father said to me and I turned to look at my father with sharp eyes.
"What do you mean by that dad?! What is going on here ?!" I asked, my voice trembling. My fingers which were holding the arm of the chair trembled and my eyes turned misty.
"Zara," my father said with a deep voice and my heart sank immediately. I understood immediately that this was something that I couldn't get away from.
"Why, Why are you doing this to me?" I asked as tears streamed down from my eyes. I didn't care if I looked like a mess, I only wanted to know why I was going to be married to a beast.
"Didn't you tell her the reason why she would be married to me?" For the first time since morning, I heard the alpha speak and if I wasn't so heartbroken, I would have swooned just by his voice.
"I'm sorry Alpha Andre, but can you give my daughter and I some time, I have to make her see reasons why she has to do this," my father said to the alpha who only snorted before standing up followed by someone I can recognize to be his beta.
"Do whatever you want to do, just so you know I won't be living without her so convince her," he stated before walking out.
My dad looked at his aides who stood up also and walked out, well not without sending a glare my way. I always wondered why I was hated. It really wasn't my fault that I was wolf less, was it?
I always question myself and I don't have answers to the question but one thing I know is that I have gotten used to the way I am being stared at.
"Dad, why do I have to get married to him, I'm your daughter, then why are you giving me to when we are both aware of his nature?" I asked my dad as I looked at him with misty eyes.
"I feel that I would be bullied there, why does he even want me, I'm someone without a wolf so why?" I asked once more and this time I could feel myself panicking.
My heart was beating crazily against my chest and I had no idea why it was. I just had an innate fear towards the alpha and I didn't want to be with him.
"Zara, please listen to me, calm down for a moment," my dad said to me and I took deep breaths trying to calm myself.
I always have panic attacks whenever I'm scared and this is because of my mom's death which is not always good as I always have to take medications to get myself back to normal.
"We have been engaging in a war with alpha Andre's pack, I thought I will be able to stand my ground, but he is more powerful than us,
I have lost some of my men in the battle and alpha Andre will stop at nothing to get what he wants and that is my throne, so I did what I think is good for the both of us, and that is for you to get married to him," my father said to me and I could see in his eyes that he was looking at me like I was his only lifeline.
I could not turn my dad down. He has always protected me and if I could save my people this way, then I was going to do so even if it's at the expense of my own welfare.
"I will get married to him, but you have to let him know that he is getting married to someone without a wolf," I laid my conditions to my dad but I didn't expect that alpha Andre would come into the room at that very moment.
"What do you mean without a wolf?" I heard a very cold and annoyed voice and this caused all the blood on my face to drain off. I really wasn't expecting him to be listening to my conversation talk more coming in to question me.
Andre’s POVThe sight of Zara standing there, staff in hand, sweat beading her temple, froze the air in my lungs.I had suspected her restlessness felt it through the bond, sensed it in her defiance at the table, in the steel of her gaze when she thought I wasn’t watching. But this?Training in secret. With one of my guards.My wolf snarled, pressing against the cage of my ribs. She defies us. She risks herself.My jaw tightened. “How long?” My voice came out low, dangerous. “How long have you been playing warrior behind my back?”She flinched but did not look away. That stubborn chin of hers tilted upward, and gods help me, the fire in her eyes nearly undid me.“Long enough,” she answered, her voice rough but steady. “Long enough to know I won’t sit and wait for death while you fight alone.”The words slammed into me. She thought this was about bravery, about some noble sacrifice. She didn’t understand the cost.“You think you can face what’s coming?” I stepped closer, my shadow swal
Zara’s POVThe door slammed behind Andre, leaving the chamber trembling in his wake. His scent lingered cedar smoke, steel, and something wilder that pulled at the thread binding us.I stood rooted where he’d left me, wrist tingling where his hand had gripped mine. My pulse hadn’t slowed, even though his storming presence had vanished.Every time I swore I hated him, that thread tugged harder. Every time I wanted to spit in his face, some traitorous part of me wanted to lean closer instead. The bond was poison.And yet, I could not let it break me.I sank onto the bed, my thoughts a whirlwind. He wanted me silent, hidden, locked away like a secret weapon too fragile to use. But that was not living. That was waiting to be slaughtered.No. If I was to die, it would not be behind gilded bars. It would be with my head high, teeth bared, fighting until my last breath.A soft knock rattled the door. One of the guards peeked inside, hesitating. “Luna? Do you need anything?”I almost laughed.
Andre’s POVThe moment the door closed behind Zara, the silence in my study became unbearable.Her words still clung to the air, sharp and accusing. A shield for your enemies to strike? A weakness you can’t admit you have?My hands curled into fists against the desk, claws threatening to break through my skin. I should not have let her speak to me like that. I should not have allowed my wolf to falter when her eyes burned with fire. She was supposed to be an omega, a trembling girl dragged into my world by necessity. She was supposed to bend.Instead, she stood.And for reasons I could not name, the sight of her defiance had carved through me deeper than any blade.“Alpha.”The voice at the door dragged me back. One of my betas, Marcus, stepped inside, his expression grave. “The patrols confirm the rogues are gathering near the northern ridge. They’re not moving yet, but their numbers grow.”I exhaled slowly, steadying myself. Duty first. Rage later. “Double the watch. Strengthen the
Zara’s POVAt first, I thought it was a coincidence.The guards outside my door doubled overnight, their footsteps constant against the marble floors. Every corridor I walked down, another shadow trailed a few paces behind. When I reached for the door to the garden, a soldier blocked me with a stiff bow and murmured, “Forgive me, Luna, but the Alpha commands you to remain inside.”It was not a coincidence. It was a cage.And Andre had locked me inside it.I pressed my palms against the cold glass of my chamber window, staring out at the moonlit courtyard. The night had never felt so far away. Only a week ago, I had longed for walls to shield me from his wrath, from the council’s whispers. Now I craved escape, air, freedom even if danger waited beyond the gates.Danger.The word settled in my chest like a stone.I didn’t know what had changed, but I felt it in the air: sharp, charged, secretive. Andre moved through the palace like a storm, silent and furious, his orders falling like th
Andre’s POVThe council chamber has long since emptied, but their whispers still echo in my skull.“Why ask her?” “Since when does the Alpha seek his Luna’s voice?” “Has she bewitched him?”I should not care what the vultures think. Their tongues wag like carrion birds, useless unless I command them to tear into flesh. And yet my chest burns with the memory of their stares when I turned to Zara.When I let her speak.I should never have done it.I pace the length of my private chamber, muscles wound tight, wolf prowling beneath my skin. He has been restless for days, clawing at me, snarling every time she leaves the room. Tonight he is worse, his growls vibrating through my bones.She is ours, he hisses. Claim her. Protect her. Listen to her.I bare my teeth. “She is nothing.”But the lie curdles in my throat.Because in truth, she is not nothing.The way she stood in council chin lifted, voice steady despite the weight of my gaze haunts me. I expected her to crumble, to stammer, to e
Zara’s POVThe palace feels different now.Not because its halls have changed, the marble floors still gleam, the guards still stand stiff as statues, the concubines still giggle in corners but because I have. For the first time since arriving here, I don’t slink in the shadows. I walk with purpose, even if my legs tremble beneath my gown.And they notice.The maids bow a little lower. The warriors’ eyes linger a little longer. Even the women who used to sneer at me now whisper behind their hands, uncertain.Whispers are dangerous, but they are also powerful.I cling to that thought as I cross the gardens, the morning sun warming my skin. For days, Andre has barely spoken to me, though his presence haunts every room I enter. His gaze follows me, sharp, silent, unyielding. He hasn’t touched me, hasn’t scolded me, hasn’t humiliated me. And that absence terrifies me more than any cruelty ever did.Because Andre’s silence is never empty. It’s a storm gathering on the horizon.I brush my