LOGINChapter 15Zima's POV.FUCK YEAHI staggered back, taking a deep breath.“Why does he have pictures of my parents after murdering them? What’s going on?” I asked, my voice trembling as I glanced around the room.Before I could make sense of anything, a strong scent hit me, rich and wild and intoxicating. Someone was close. Not just anyone. I could feel it in my bones, the pull deep and magnetic. One of them was here. My mate.The door clicked shut behind me, and I turned sharply. Damon stood there, dressed in his usual dark suit, hands tucked casually in his pockets, his face calm, hiding more than it revealed.No matter how much I wanted to hate him, I couldn’t ignore the truth. He looked like the kind of trouble you’d beg to fall into twice.“Uhm, I lost my way,”I stuttered, trying to find my voice. My throat burned as I wiped a few drops of tears from my face and forced myself to stay still. He scoffed, his lips curling into a faint smile as he stepped closer.“Zima Ravenhall,” he
Chapter 23 Feelings Zima's POV I blinked twice and stepped back from his touch, but his gaze didn’t move. It trailed over me like a wolf hungry for a live bear. “You’re going to make that towel fall with your eyes, Darius,” I said, trying to sound steady. “Exactly, Zee,” he murmured, stepping closer, his eyes darker and more seductive than I’d ever seen them. “We should leave this place. Leave my father. You don’t deserve what he’s planning for you. And Damon? You already know the monster he hides. There’s more to him than he shows.” His voice dropped lower, thick with restraint. “I shouldn’t have to look at you in ways that I cannot touch you.” Before I could move, he pulled me against him. My body landed against his chest. He was tall, about six five, and I fit right against his ribs, close enough to hear the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. “Let’s go somewhere far away,” he whispered, his voice rough with longing. “Somewhere the world can finally be ours, Zee.” I breathed
Chapter 14Zima's POV I slipped into the red gown Darius had given me. It was sleeveless and far too tight. I had to fight with the fabric just to get it on, but when it finally hugged my body, I exhaled in relief. It was revealing, maybe too much, but beautiful.I slid into my heels and clasped the necklace he’d given me around my neck. My fingers brushed the pendant, and for a moment, a smile found its way to my lips. For once, someone had given me something that felt like mine.Betty scoffed from her bed, shaking her head. I didn’t look at her. I just focused on my reflection and tried to steel my heart for whatever was ahead.“Pretty gown,” she said with a smug little grin. “You must feel valued.”I turned slightly, met her eyes, and smiled faintly.“Yeah,” I said. “Takes a certain kind of man to see value where others see dirt.”She threw her head back, laughing hysterically, but I didn’t look at her. Her laughter grated, but I didn't give her the satisfaction of seeing me flinc
Chapter 21 Before the fire Zima's POV I sat on the bed in the dorm, watching Betty hum some weird tune that I know doesn’t exist. My head was pounding with too many thoughts .. revenge plans, King Aiden, Darius, Damon… all of them tangled up in my brain like a messy playlist I couldn’t turn off. I was supposed to be getting ready for combat lessons, but honestly? The thought of training with Darius again made me want to skip. I wouldn’t learn a thing, not with those stupidly warm eyes watching me the whole time. I sighed, stood up, and started toward the door, desperate to clear my head. But before I could even touch the handle, the door swung open. Sophie stood there, arms folded, a bright smile spreading across her face. “I missed you, girl,” she said, already rushing forward to hug me. “Me too,” I whispered, hugging her right back, the warmth of it hitting me harder than I expected. Then she pulled back, frowning a little. “But I guess we can’t be roommates anymore… you’ve
Chapter 20 The d’s Damon’s POV I sat on my chair, spinning it lazily while sipping my drink. I hadn’t planned on thinking about her, but her name kept circling in my mind…Zima. She isn’t exactly the prize, but somehow my father wants to make her his Luna. I know that old man too well; he’s only after someone he can control, someone he can twist into a pawn. And then there’s Darius, fighting like hell to keep her. He already lost the first one, so now he’s gripping this one like his life depends on it. For a second, just one damn second, I heard her voice in my head…a soft whimper, the same sound she made when I was going down on her. The memory pulled a low chuckle out of me. The door suddenly slammed open, snapping me out of it. I turned fast, the laughter dying on my lips. Darius. He walked into the room and stopped at the door, both hands buried in his pockets. His face was blank, like a man just back from work and too tired to care. “I just came to let you know that Zima
Chapter 19 I like him Zima's POV I slammed the door open and stormed into the room, my heart heavy. “Why would he even do that?” I muttered, pacing around the room. The dorm was empty; everyone was outside…including Betty. I could already imagine the scorn twisting her face after that announcement. Damon had done it with his whole heart, I could feel it. “Shit,” I breathed out, running my hands through my hair as I sat on the bed. My head spun. Darius was the only person who ever treated me with real love. He’d always been there, making sure I never felt hated. Darius would burn the world for me. So why… why would he do this? The door creaked open. I turned, and there he was…standing in the doorway. My chest tightened. I hissed and turned away, shaking my leg fast, anger bubbling under my skin. “Zee, I’m sorry.” He rushed toward me and crouched down, trying to meet my eyes. “Come on now,” he said gently, lifting my chin with his hand. “Look at me.” “I just have one question







