ZeldaI decided to open the door as my mother wouldn’t stop calling me. I didn’t want her to worry and I didn’t want Drake to think that I was affected by him so I opened the door and let her in.“Honey….”My mom kept talking, but I wasn't listening to her. I was just nodding along, my mind still spinning from what had happened earlier.I couldn't stop thinking about Drake and how close they had been, both physically and emotionally. I didn't know what it meant, or what to do about it. I just knew that it was confusing and overwhelming, and It wouldn’t stop playing over and over in my head.I noticed that Drake was staring at me, but I refused to look him in the eyes. I was too afraid to do so, knowing that he would be able to read me like a book.I felt like I was an open book, and I didn't want him to know what I was feeling. I was scared that he would mock me, or that I would embarrass myself by revealing too much. I kept my eyes focused on my mom, trying to act as normal as possib
Zelda“Don’t Move!” the voice whispered in my ear. I struggled to see who was covering my mouth, I realized that I couldn't free myself from their grasp. I tried to call out for help, but no sound escaped my lips. I felt a panic rising in my chest, my heart pounding in my ears. I thrashed around, trying to break free from the person's hold. But they were too strong, and I felt myself losing consciousness.The person dragged me down a dark, deserted street, away from the house. I tried to scream, but my voice was muffled by the hand over my mouth. I felt the grip loosen, and I started to struggle against it. But before I could break free, I was suddenly released. I turned around, and to my surprise, the person who had been holding me captive was none other than Jake. I was shocked and confused, unable to understand why he would do such a thing. “What the hell was that?” I yelled at Jake, my voice full of anger and confusion. But instead of answering me, he just smirked. It was a
DrakeAs I lay in bed, Zelda's sad face kept flickering through my mind. I felt a pang of guilt and sadness, knowing that I had hurt her emotions. I tried to push the thoughts away, but they kept coming around, like a broken log. I knew I had to do something to make it right. But what? I could not figure out where to start.I couldn't help but wonder how Zelda would be feeling right now. Is she okay? The thought made my heart ache. I felt like I had done something unforgivable, like I had betrayed her.Even though I knew that I had not betrayed her. Her stubbornness has caused this. If only she had accepted me to be her mate we wouldn't have been in this mess, but no, she decided to be selfless and has caused both to be in pain.As I stood up and opened the window, I watched as she walked out of the house. I guess she's on her way to work. I felt a wave of guilt wash over me.I felt like I was making her comfortable in her home, and it made me feel sad.I decided to stay away from her
Drake"Are we home yet?" Madeline murmured. Her voice was low and full of excitement. She was so happy that she had too much drink at the party. After staying away for two weeks, I gave in to Madeline's incessant calling. Though she was asking about my welfare I could tell her despair from her voice. I wish I didn't have to lie to her. I wasn't able to hold myself from going back because I also missed Zelda. The urge to go see her was so strong that I could barely resist so when Madeline invited me to a get-together arranged in her office to welcome their new boss. I took the offer without thinking. I already set my plans in motion. Spies have been planted in my uncle's home. Now, I will get information on his daily activities. Taking my revenge will be a lot easier now As I walked through the forest surrounding our home, cradling the sleeping Madeline in my arms, a smile tugged at my lips. Throughout our date, her concerns about Zelda's heartbreak had been the only thing she
DrakeAs I walked into the room to take Madeline to her room, Zelda looked away, acting as if she didn't notice me in the room, so I walked up to where I placed Madeline and picked her up in my arms carefully so as not to wake her up. Then my gaze moved to Zelda; she looked like she was in a lot of pain, and I couldn't do anything to help her for now. I needed to take care of Madeline first by tucking her into bed, and then I could face the issue of Zelda's heat.As I carried her to her room, she was mumbling incoherent words as she wrapped her hands tighter around me. Then, a few seconds later, I heard her whisper, "Luther, I miss you. Please come back to us." I couldn't help but wonder who she was talking about. Not that I was jealous or something; I was just genuinely curious who this man named Luther was to the girls.Once I reached her room, I placed her on the bed gently and pulled the covers over her. As I was about to leave, she grabbed my hand, her eyes fluttering open. "D
ZeldaI could practically feel my burning up, and nothing I did helped with the pain. Why did my body feel like I was dying or something? Fuck I was in so much pain and would do anything to make it stop.I was so lost in thought that I didn't hear the door open up and Drake walked in. He had a pained expression on his face. "Drake, what is happening to me?" I asked as he took a seat on the chair in front of me, watching me with guarded eyes "You're going through your first heat" Drake answered "What! But I don't have my wolf yet, so why was I going through my heat?" I asked as a pained groan left my lips "It doesn't matter whether or not you have your wolf, you already found your mate so it triggered it," Drake explained as I watched him clench and unclench his hands that were on his laps"So this is basically your fault, I'm going through this because of you." "Well basically it's not my fault, you're the one who rejected me remember?" Drake said, a mischievous smile forming on
Zelda "You really shouldn't have dared me little one." Before I could react, he began tickling me mercilessly. "Stop, stop, stop," I pleaded, trying not to make too much noise since my mother was asleep in her room."Not until you tell me what's on your mind," Drake insisted, his fingers dancing over my ribs, leaving me breathless and giggling."Please, I hate being tickled," I begged, but it did little to stop Drake as he continued to tickle meDesperate to make it end, I relented, gasping, trying to catch my breath, "I'll tell you, just please stop tickling me." Immediately, he stopped tickling me, but before I could give him an answer, a sudden knock at the door made us go quiet."Honey, are you okay?" I heard strange noises and thought I'd check on you before going back to bed," my mother's voice carried worry and exhaustion."I'm fine, Mom. Did you enjoy your night out?" I replied."It's more fun with you," she yawned. "By the way, do you know where Drake went?""Not sure, Mom.
Zelda"How could you say that out loud?" I scolded, my face contorted in shock as I stared back at him."What am I just saying things the way they are? It is very obvious that I want you, so why would I have to lie about it like some teenager? I'm a grown man who knows what he wants," Drake explained, his straightforwardness catching me off guard."But you can't just go around saying stuff like this. It's not appropriate," I said, feeling my cheeks burning like a tomato."You're my mate, aren't you?" He asked. "So what is inappropriate about telling you that I want you in every way?""You know why?" I added, my voice trembling."Because I'm with your mother," he said, rolling his eyes at me. "I know you've told me that reason over and over again, and honestly, I'm tired of your excuses.""I'm not giving you excuses," I said, trying to defend myself.I just can't hurt my mother."You're trying to avoid taking responsibility," he said, his words cutting through my defences."What the he