Chapter twenty-four: Enraged. The slap echoed in the room, her breath uneven, anger ripping every part of her body apart. How dare he!? She might be a servant here but that doesn't make her a prostitute like the rest of the servants. "You bitch! How dare you!?" The man that got slapped cussed and made to grab her but she dodged and went to the other side of the room.She immediately changed her mind about dodging him because he can speed up and strangle her to death with the way he was staring at her now. She was about to rush out of the room when she felt something hit her leg and she fell to the floor, a scream escaping from her mouth. Zach's head turned towards the direction he heard a scream, he wasn't the only one that heard it, everyone in the cafeteria heard it as well but only he knew that the voice belonged to Zoey. He stood up from his table, his beta stood up too wondering what was up with Zach. As much as he wanted to ignore the voice and pretend that nothing was hap
Chapter twenty-six: Relief And... Fear. The whole atmosphere became extremely apprehensive after everyone saw the alpha slap a warrior in the pack in front of the pack members all because of a servant, just because of a mere servant who wasn't even a wolf, the alpha had angrily slapped one of his best warriors because he'd misbehaved with her. The servants in the pack are like prostitutes and many wolves take them for pleasure without their authorization. There has never been a case where a servant would reject the advances of any privileged werewolf to lay with her, such servants that got such advances become happy because there are always advantages that come along with having intimacy with high-ranking wolves, any servant considers herself lucky if any high ranking wolves look their ways. But here is Zoey, she's not even a werewolf, she's a core enemy of the pack, her family had killed many in the pack and the Alpha favored her by making her a servant and she's still putting her
Chapter twenty-seven: Tempting Bed. Zoey's eyes were fixed on Zachary's room as she cleaned the floor, it was her turn to scour the whole house pack tonight and she must testify that it's one of her best yet worst jobs in the pack. It was best because she gets to clean the whole place during the night when there'll be few people stepping on the place she'd already cleaned and worse because she won't be sleeping early.After the incident this morning, gossip was following her everywhere she went. It astonished her that they thought she'd charmed their alpha. Like seriously? Had she charmed him, she wouldn't be a servant here. Had she used magic on him, she would have made him pay dearly for ever messing with her and her people.They had such a great misconception about her and she couldn't help but find it funny because whatever they were thinking was wrong, totally erroneous. She would never have been here right now had she not done something stupid as trusting a man! She'd have
Chapter twenty-eight: Tempting Zoey... "Mom, I told you, I'm well. Can I go to bed now, please?" Zach asked his mother who was keenly observing him. Zach's eyes trail to that of his mother's and a low sigh escaped his lips when their eyes locked. He was a t a loss for what to say or do. "Honey, I don't want you to think that I'm snooping into your life. Even if I'm doing that, it's for your best, you're my son and I have every right to be worried about you." She explained calmly and a smile graced Zach's face. He looked relieved now He doesn't know what or how to make his mother believe that he's well, those stupid pack members have ways of spreading rumors, it spreads faster than a communicable disease. He doesn't know what to do when it comes to their gossip, it was becoming annoying but there's nothing much he can do about it. That's a natural talent the goddess had bestowed upon them. It's actually doing more harm than good to him, now he has to listen to his mother's di
Chapter twenty-nine: Mistress Of Seduction. Zach's eyes were fixed on the woman lying on his bed, her scent crawling into his every cell, all the cells in his body acknowledged her, they were aware of her tempting body, aware of her every curve, her boobs swell and darn it! He quickly turns around, he's not supposed to be thinking about her in that way, he's not supposed to care about how sexy she was looking, how much he wants to have a feel of her body, how badly his fingers itches to touch every part of her body... He fucking wants her, he wishes to have her but he would never have her. Not because he's unable to but because he had decided not to. His mother was right about the mate pull, it is irresistible, it's something that's hard to defy but he shall defy it. He can never have Zoey despite wanting her so much. His wolf whined but he ignored him, he turned around to wake her up, and give her a sound warning never in her pathetic life should she step into his room but when h
A foreboding silence caused goosebumps to arise on Zachary's skin as he traipsed into the Packhouse. He knew without a doubt that something was wrong. "Alpha." A teary faced guard who met with him as he crossed into the main house anchored on each side by his Beta and Gamma respectively. Zachary scanned the area in one swooping gaze but nothing gave him the answer. Unable to ignore the question that stuck in his throat, he voiced out almost immediately. "What is it?" "La…lady Elsie." He stuttered. Zayn didn't wait for any more words as he shoved the guard to a side and dashed into the house in the direction of her fading scent. He flung the door open and for a moment his heart stopped when he saw her. She was struggling for breath. He swallowed hard and suddenly his legs became too heavy for him to carry as he approached her on the bed. "Za- Zachary, I waited for you." A small weary smile curved on her lips as she held out her frail hand to him. Zachary watched her inhale her
Raven black hair tumbled over tan shoulders, stopping only when it reached his torso. He had eyes of truest amber and they were so cold, Zoey shivered. Her eyes trailed along the elegant lines of his face and she found that she couldn’t draw her gaze away from him. Zoey had seen her fair share of men but none were this beautiful. There was nothing soft or delicate about his features. Wild and rare was his kind of beauty. He was not a man you looked away from. Or walked away from. He was the type of man you ran away from. All of her senses screamed danger as she observed the man who was bathed in blood and covered with tattered clothes that had no doubt been ripped from battle. Her eyes drooped from his luscious and sensual lips to the skin below his neck. Through the rip of his shirt, she could see the build of muscles and—she swallowed, forcing her gaze back to his face. She jerked, heart slamming in her chest when she found his amber gaze narrowed on her. He tilted h
Mate. The word had clanged through him the moment her scent of jasmine had reached his nostrils, cleaving right through the grief and anger that had been eating away at him. The witch’s daughter was his mate. And she didn’t know or suspect anything. It brought a lot of things into question. What was a wolf doing in a horde of witches? Did she really know nothing of it or was she as deceitful as the other witches? He had seen her bright eyes of turquoise blue. She had not known what she was, or who he was to her. He had seen her confusion and he had known the moment she dismissed it, choosing instead to speak to him. He couldn’t tell if it was a blessing or a curse, but he knew one thing for sure. He would never be with her. He would reject her the moment he got out of this cage. But he needed her now. She was the daughter of the Head Witch. If anyone could help him escape from this miserable place, it would be her. He had seen the wildeness in her gaze last night. She wo