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ZAIA. I lean back in my office seat, moving my chair slightly from side to side as I stare at the ceiling. Atticus is working on the file. We both were certain there must be a clue in it, and he thinks Sebastian somehow sent it. As much as the thought of him stings, if he is there for Sia, then ma
The poison… “Poison. Who did you deliver the poison to?” I snarl. “I don’t know their name, believe me! My duty was to deliver it, that’s it!” He says, he's shaking now, but I do believe him. He cannot lie under the alpha command. “Poison that you knew would harm me and my unborn pups. You knew t
ZAIA. Silence. One that is an answer louder than any word could possibly be. I stand up and he looks up at me, pale. “I said nothing,” He says, his heart thumping. “I said nothing!” “Your silence was enough,” I say quietly as I walk around my desk and open my drawer. I take out my gun, seeing
Was it because she knew I’d choose the sublime? I don’t know… Setting my phone on record, I slip it back into my pocket, making sure not to cover the speakers. I enter the gates of the King's mansion; the guards allowing me through, and I walk to the front door. I ring the bell, feeling my stomach
ZAIA. She’s not expecting me to say that. All colour drains from her face and her heart thumps harder as she looks at me and our eyes meet before she looks away, trying to compose herself, but it’s futile. “Z-Zaia! Sit down dear, you are just confused-” “I’m not Agatha. I’m not. I know the truth,
“Alpha…” “Agatha King is a traitor, and I am simply questioning her.” I say coldly. “Am I? There is no proof! These men are witnesses to that!” she scoffs. I glance at the guards, and I suddenly realise they are not on my side, even if my command has stopped them. Of course, you would have allie
ZAIA. Pain sears through my waist, spreading like fire through my entire body. I look down, realising I’ve been shot. In my shock at Agatha’s words, I ended up lowering my guard and losing control of the barrier on the door. My ears ring with a shrill whistling sound just as Agatha lunges at me.
“I am not playing,” I answer the unspoken question that I know is on her mind. She glances down the stairs, almost as if she wants to scream for help, but I can already hear the sound of backup approaching. “Gaultier, is he your son, Agatha?” I ask, wondering if my sudden assumption might be true.
I slam the brakes.We’re both launched forward and Zion’s arm flies out, catching me before I break my nose on the wheel.The SUV shoots past us and propels straight over the edge.It flips, hitting the rock face below, and erupts in a fireball that lights up the cliff side. The ground trembles slig
~ MILENA ~“Oh, you did not, you fucking assholes!” I snarl, rage tearing through me. The pain in my forearm barely registers as I wrench the wheel to the side, slamming our car into the one on the left. I time it perfectly. Their tyres catch the curb and the vehicle lurches violently.“Milena!” Zio
“Your dad gives me a reaction, and he’s a tad more gullible than you, so it’s fun to mess with him.” Her impish smile reminds me of Xander, and I shake my head.“I’m glad this isn’t real then. You and Xander would be the death of him.”“Yeah, we’ll keep the pretence going though. If the Arkan had an
It’s crazy how I actually would trust her around them, even if she is one of the Arkan. She has some compassion when it comes to kids… looking at her now as she talks to Kaia about something it’s almost hard to imagine she’s a killer. Almost.The image of her cold eyes as she raised a gun and pulled
~ ZION ~Milena. She has a way of keeping me on edge when nothing else or no one else has that effect on me; I don’t know what she’ll do next; it was one of the things I like about her, but right now I’m not enjoying it. Her sly smiles that tell me she’s up to something and the way she hugs Mom and
Kaia, on the other hand, is confident and bubbly. That’s the only way to describe the twenty-one-year-old redhead with the huge smile and bright blue eyes like Zion’s.His uncle is a few tables down, but occasionally I feel the prickling sensation at the back of my neck of someone watching me, and I
~ MILENA ~“Smell me?” I repeat, my cheeks involuntarily flush as I shove him back, only to meet hard fucking muscle.“Your arousal, to be precise.” He smirks, baring those teeth in a dangerous smile.Oh, hell no.I know what werewolves are capable of, but right now I don’t need to hear that. I don’
I nod, smiling slightly. “Yeah, thirteen. And she has, a lot of time has gone by hasn’t it?” I agree, looking at her. Even her… she’s not that girl anymore. So much time has gone by and yet… seeing her all dressed up like this makes me picture a life we can never have.If I didn’t kill her brother.
~ ZION ~My eyes widen as I see Uncle and Milena staring one another down right after she gave me the finger, for goddess knows what reason.Fuck, I didn’t think he’d be here today. He hates these things. My stomach twists with unease as I stride across the hall.“Uncle, this is Milena, my girlfrien