Zezi woke up to the smell of drugs and the sharp smell of antiseptics. She found herself on a bed that wasn't all too familiar and within four walls that she didn't know.Her sight was a little blurry, while she tried hard to take in everything she could see. There was a man by the window. She couldn't see him clearly, he had his back turned to her and the light from the window made it hard to be accurate. Joy spurred through her heart when the image came close to the one she had in her mind. A kind of fire laced her skin.Was all that happened to her a dream, a nightmare she had finally been able to get away from? Had she been knocked out during training, and now waking up in the hospital of her pack?She looked up at the person by the window side again. The fire that crossed through her fire, igniting the longer she stared at him. Strange. She did love George but never had her body reacted towards him. This was absolutely new feeling, she loved it. "George..." She croacked out f
The mark on her neck felt hot suddenly like fire on her skin, snapping her out of her thoughts making her growl in pain. The torturous moment lasted for only a split second but it had been so painful. When it was over, her chest was raising and falling while she blinked in confusion. Her burning gaze on the tiled floor.'That had never happened before,' she thought as she threw her hand over the mark. It felt unnaturally warm against her palm. It must have been her thoughts? That was why it must have happened.How lost in thoughts had she been? Maybe that wasn't the right question. How much of the bond had she allowed to consume her?"Stop thinking you can leave this place, I won't let it happen."She looked up at him immediately, his eyes were brewing with anger once again.She processed his words slowly while his hand left hers on the door lock and he backed away like it was a difficult thing for him to do. The distance between them made her think clearly now and her eyes widened
"How is it that you are here?" Zezi asked immediately they were left alone. She hugged her daughter once again. It was like she just couldn't get enough. "I can't believe this." "I didn't believe it too when Alpha Gery summoned me and said that the BloodSuckers' King had requested for us. We were brought here immediately. Blindfolded and all." "I missed you so much," she said and grabbed his hand tighter. "I missed you too." "When are you coming back home, Mummy?" Mira, who sat by Zezi's bedside, asked. "Hmmm... soon." "My friends said, their Mummy and Daddy said, they are not coming back." "Don't listen to them. They don't know what they are saying," George answered, seeing that Zezi was at a lose of what to say. "Mummy and Daddy wants to talk. How about you stay over there and play with Teddy while you wait for us." "Yes, Daddy." Mira hoped off the bed, leaving them alone. "The Doctor said you got to a breaking point and crashed. Are they hurting you here, Zezi?" He asked
Zezi didn't need to pull any stunts to have George and Mira over. They were always brought to her twice in a week, like a drug prescription. It didn't take Zezi long to figure out that this must have been due to a mental health, something that the Doctor had prescribed and started how mandatory it was. During their visits, George would spend time with her, then leave her and Mira to disappear into Moon Goddess knows where. She knew he was trying to find a way for them to escape and many times she had been scared that he would get hurt, but the Moon Goddess must really be on their side, because he always returned safely to her. She hadn't seen the King after that day though. It was like as if he was deliberately avoiding her. Zezi had no problem with that anyway. After that forced closeness they had shared in a room, she was determined to stay far away from him. Not now when things were starting to look up for her. Not after she now had hope of finally leaving this dreaded place. D
Zezi shifted uncomfortably in her seat, clearing her throat awkwardly as Delice stood away from her, with her usual gentle smile on her face."I heard you were supposed to get married to him."At that question, Delice's grip tightened around her wrist slightly."Gwen sure loves to talk.""Ouch, you are hurting me."Delice quickly let go of Zezi's hand go with an apologetic smile."I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."Zezi nodded, rubbing her wrists, not because of the pain because that had now faded away, but she just felt the need to keep herself slightly distracted."Does it hurt?" Zezi asked, looking up at her."It doesn't matter."It was hard to read Delice's facial expression. It was ever gentle but the way her grip had tightened around Zezi's wrists earlier had given it all away.She certainly had feelings for the King. Whatever it was, he was important to her. She wondered if the King considered Delice to be important to him too. A not so pleasant feeling settled at the base of her s
Getting through the passage was easy... in fact it had been suspiciously too easy. Stepping out finally at the other side of the passage door, which was a small circular brick space on one of the sides of the high walls of the usually highly guarded Castle, Zezi was left stunned to see that George had been really accurate about the ritual that was going on. She hadn't expected this degree of accuracy. The streets were filled with vampires in different robes, mostly red, roaming about. George was quick to pull his family into the crowd and maneuver their way down to the cave with a speed of absolute urgency, which Zezi matched without a second thought. Her heart was racing, almost like it would burst out of her chest at any moment and explode on the floor. What if her absence had been noticed? What if the vampire doctor had come for his regular check up of her and realized that they had gone missing? What if he had told the King? What if the King was coming after her with his clou
"G-George..." She stuttered, glancing quickly at their daughter that he still held firmly to him even in his beast state. She knew she had no need to worry about Mira, he would never hurt her, not even when he was like this. If there was anyone she had to worry about right now, that person was her. His wolf hated her to the core. "Geor---" "He can't hear you." A growl snapped her sentence short. "I've pushed that idiot far back in our mind and he is going to remain there till I'm done with you." "George you need to come back right now." The words rushed out of her mouth, her gaze fixed on George, looking past all his beastly form, right to the person she knew and loved, to the person she knew loved her in return. Just as much, probably greater. This wasn't the first time this was happening and everytime it had happened in the past, things had always gone wrong. Horribly wrong. "You need to---" "Shut up!" He slammed his fist against the cave wall, right at the side of
Then she thought of King. She didn't even know why but she was thinking of him.She thought of the massacre that might come from this and, the lives that might be lost, the blood that might be shed, th---Her body dropped to the floor with a thud, her bloodied claws clawed deeply against the cave floor as air rushed into her lungs. She drew it in quickly, coughing and attempting to stand up on her feet immediately. Her chest raising and falling, her vision a blurry, the darkness not making any of it easy. What was that?What had saved her?She looked around quickly, trying to find her daughter to ensure that she was okay. She was. Sitting by one side of the cave, with tears running down her cheeks while she held her kneels and wept against her yellow gown was Mira.Thank Moon Goddess she was save. She hurried to bed immediately and Mira readily leaped into her embrace. Crying even more. She needed her to stop crying. She might fall unconscious and this time around, the Pack I