Войти⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ Zayn stormed into our bedroom, his body radiating a terrifying heat as I quietly closed the doors behind us. He was practically vibrating with a volatile, untamed anger. He marched straight toward the wood paneling, leaning in to press the hidden biometric button. The section of the wall slid upward, revealing his private bar. He aggressively grabbed a crystal decanter, pouring himself a double shot of scotch and swallowing it in one burning gulp. He immediately poured a second glass, turning around to hand it to me. But mid-motion, his hand froze. His dark eyes locked onto my body, and realization struck him as he remembered the secret life currently blooming inside me. He set the glass down so hard the crystal rattled. “He stood right in front of me before we left and swore to me that he was ready to learn how to rule,” Zayn growled, running a frustrated hand through his dark hair as he paced the room. “And what did I do? I actually trusted his word
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ We finally wrapped up our remaining border routes and made the long, exhausting drive back home. The very moment our armored convoy passed through the heavily guarded iron gates of the pack house, relief washed over me. But at the exact same time, a strange pang of nostalgia struck my chest, and I realized a part of me was actually going to deeply miss our trip. I would miss the beauty of the borders, and most of all, I would miss the people we met along the way. Going on this journey with Zayn had forced me out of my sheltered bubble, allowing me to connect with the pack members and truly understand the harsh realities of their daily lives. I couldn't help but wonder when I would ever be allowed to leave the house like that again. On a brighter note, I could confidently say that Sheila and I had left things on good terms. Before we departed the inn, Zayn had finalized a financial grant to renovate and expand her property. It was his private, silent w
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅“I honestly cannot believe it... I am going to be a grandmother!” Mum gasped over the line, her voice cracking with tears of joy, the moment I broke the news of the pregnancy to her.I leaned back against the bedroom wall, a soft smile playing on my lips. “Yeah, Mum. It’s real.”“Oh, my sweet girl... You have to promise me you will take care of yourself, do you hear me?” Mum immediately shifted into high-alert mother mode, her tone laced with deep, frantic worry. “You need to rest, eat twice as much, and don't lift a single heavy thing! The process of carrying a royal wolf bloodline can be brutal, Blair. Promise me you won't hide it if you feel sick!”“Mum... please calm down, I am totally fine,” I chuckled softly, trying to soothe her rising anxiety. “Zayn is right here with me. He’s taking care of everything. You don't have anything to worry about.”“Well, I just can't wait to see you... Oh, I mean, I can't wait to see both of you! Or rather, all three of
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅I stood frozen inside the small, dim bathroom, my eyes glued to the plastic stick resting on the edge of the sink. I had already followed the instructions, and now all I could do was wait for the agonising minutes to tick by. I was certain I was a million times more anxious than the small crowd currently pacing back and forth right outside the door.The moment Cora had blurted out in the dining room, she had reached into her bag, pulled out the pregnancy kit, and handed it to me right in front of Zayn and Sheila.Zayn’s expression at the time had been unreadable, his eyes darkened into an intense, unmoving stare. I couldn’t fully decipher what he was thinking at that moment, but deep down, I knew he would be ecstatic. He had told me himself that he wanted a child with me — a beautiful little pup to seal our bond forever.Suddenly, the lines on the test strip began to shift. As the clear, undeniable positive result appeared before my eyes, my heart nearly lea
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ “You have all completely misunderstood me,” Sheila whispered, letting out a long, shuddering sigh as fresh tears welled up in her eyes. “Liam, my late husband, was one of your border guards. But my brother... my brother was a Northern guard.” She paused, wiping her cheek with the back of her hand before continuing. “Whenever I used to sneak to the boundary to take food to my brother, I would run into Liam. We kept meeting at the border... and somewhere along the way, we fell in love.” She swallowed, her fingers tightening in her sleeve. “Then my brother got sick. It didn’t take long.” Her voice faltered. “After he passed, Liam married me and brought me across the border… You are all already aware of the tragic truth that followed. On the morning of the rogue ambush, I had just stepped out into the woods to fetch firewood for breakfast. When I came back... the rogues had already taken their lives.” She dragged in an uneven breath, clutching the fabric o
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ Once we moved inside from the courtyard, I laid out the entire sequence of events, calmly telling Zayn everything I had heard. A heavy stillness settled over him as he listened, his body going unnaturally quiet. Without a word, he dragged Sheila into the dining room, forcing her to sit across from us at the table. Zayn leaned forward, resting his fists on the table, his dark gaze fixed on her. “So, what exactly is this bullshit my wife is telling me?” Zayn demanded, his voice dropping low and controlled, which rattled the teacups. “Let’s set the record straight right now, Sheila. Have I ever, even for a fraction of a second, slept with you? When you completely lost your mind and drunkenly begged me to fuck you in your bedroom last night, I rejected you and walked out, didn’t I?!” Silence followed — thick and suffocating. Sheila’s face drained of all colour, her hands trembling in her lap. “It... it is not what you think, Alpha King...” “It’s not what
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅“Blair, why won't you just talk to me?” Zayn asked, his footsteps following closely behind me as we slammed the double doors to our bedroom shut.“Because I don't want to talk to you right now, Zayn,” I said, not even turning around to look at him.“Why?” he pressed.“Rea
⋅ ⋅ ♔ Alpha Zayn Kai ♔ ⋅ ⋅Every single defence I had carefully put in place at the borders was immediately compromised. It was as if the rogues knew my strategy before my own men could even execute it.Those feral bastards were tearing through my territory, causing havoc. They were burning down
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ The double doors of the ballroom swung open, and the moment we walked in, every eye in the room locked onto me. Silence fell over the crowd as people stopped mid-conversation, staring openly at my solo entrance. I swore to myself right then that I was going to get back
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ We arrived at the grand venue for the gala. The car smoothly pulled up to the red carpet and came to a stop, but before the chauffeur could even step out, Zayn’s phone beeped with an incoming message. I closely watched the way his expression completely hardened as he sta







