Naira's limbs shook like a leaf caught in a storm. There was only one individual in the world who called her Ira. "Za...Zain!?" "Hm." Strong arms wound around her waist, and pressed her tight against a hard chest. Naira's heart almost leaped out of her chest as Zain buried his face in the crook of her neck and vengefully nicked her skin. Before she could yelp in reaction, he tenderly kissed and rubbed his nose on the sore mark. "My Ira...I finally found you." A flood of turbulent emotions surged in his heart. Zain felt like beating the woman in his arms for tormenting him for so many years. But at the same time, he wanted to deeply embed her into his body and make her one with him, so she would never be able to leave him again. He wanted to scream and question her, ask her how she could leave him without even saying goodbye. But recalling he had spent seven years searching for her, he wanted to do nothing more than immerse himself in this reunion. Zain wanted to do so much, his
Naira jerked her head upward and glowered at the vampire lord. The neon lights streaming through the glass window painted his scarlet eyes a purple shade. Coupled with his dark-brown hair and finely sculpted facial features, he was the very definition of supernatural beauty. Unfortunately, his beauty wasn't powerful enough to move her heart. For the past seven years, Daemon had helped her without asking for anything in return. From erasing her traces so the warriors of her former pack wouldn't find her, to creating a new identity for her in an unfamiliar environment. He helped without being asked and without asking for anything in return. Alas, if she hadn't caught the slight resentment in his eyes on the night her children were born, Naira might've actually accepted his offer years ago. After all, her kids were not human, so staying among humans wasn't in their best interest. To ensure they received the proper education in terms of their true nature and abilities, they needed a
"Naira, you know my feelings for you. Though I felt resentful when you had the kids of the man who hurt you, I'm willing to embrace them because they're also your kids." Daemon sighed and ran a hand through his dark hair. "For centuries, the Riverside Pack had only accepted a werewolf Mistress and a Vampire Lord as their leaders. But a vampire Mistress in the previous century broke this chain, creating an unrest in the pack. Naira, I want you to become the new werewolf Mistress of the Riverside Pack and help me settle the growing tension among the supernatural races." A complicated expression appeared on Naira's face. "That...I don't think I have what it takes to calm a group of uneasy supernaturals. Daemon, I'm really sorry, but I'm not ready to shoulder such a heavy responsibility. My pups are still young, and I..." "I know. You want to be a capable mother for them. But have you ever considered? A mother is exactly what the Riverside Pack needs at this moment. The pack members...t
In the following days, Naira spent the majority of her time familiarizing herself with the operation of Adonis Light Club. She didn't have the assistance of a wolf, so if she didn't have the ability to adequately run the club, it would only be a matter of time before her status fell in the eyes of the Riverside Pack members. Therefore, her days were filled with paperwork and the gathering of information, while her nights were spent in the company of her children. One or two times, she felt as if someone was spying on her. But she shrugged off the ill feeling and continued with her tasks after recalling Daemon had introduced her to his staff as his future Werewolf Mistress. In such a manner, a week went by and the day of their shift into the Riverside Pack finally arrived. "Mom, are we really moving?" Wide-eyed and looking innocent, Zara asked with an uncertain expression. Naira's heart instantly melted when she looked into her daughter's clear, blue eyes. They resembled so much o
He had tried to stay away from her, hiding his presence and taking glimpses of her when she appeared in the nightclub. The fu**ing bloodsucker loitered around her like a homeless fly, always within arms length as if she was his possession. Though Zain felt the urge to punch him, he restrained himself every time he saw her smile. A smile so bright and pure that he felt sick to his stomach. A smile that, up until seven years ago, had always been reserved for him. At that moment, Zain realized he was no longer the lightbulb in her universe. And what was even more upsetting was the fact that the vampire wasn't even her soulmate, yet he was about to become her husband. If he had known this would be the outcome of his decision back then, he would have never let her go... Zain's stomach churned. As much as he regretted his past actions, there was no button for redo's or a way to reverse time. "Please. Talk to me, Ira." Naira's heart trembled when she heard his strangled voice. She had
"Ira..." Zain couldn't believe his eyes. He knelt on his knee and nervously brushed the black coils out of the girl's face. When he got a clear view of her facial features, Zain imperceptibly trembled. He couldn't be mistaken. Though younger, the little girl was an exact replica of his Ira when she was 8... "You...little girl, what's your name? Where are your parents?" He anxiously asked. Zara curiously scanned the stranger, before her brows creased in a deep frown. "Handsome uncle, why do you look like my older brother? Though...your eyes look like mine?" She tilted her head in confusion and bafflement. The girl's cute expression tickled Zain's heart. However, his mind immediately began to spin when he heard her words. 'How could there be a person who looks like me and my brother?' Zara wondered. At this thought, a bright light twinkled in her eyes. "I know! You must be my Daddy! Mommy said I had my daddy's eyes and brother looked like him! I finally found my Dad! Daddy, let's
Back in the brick house, Zain sat on the edge of a mud bed with a tender expression on his face. A warm current flowed in his heart. He had children. An adorable daughter and a sensible son in whose veins flowed his and his Ira's blood. A living, breathing proof of the beautiful union they once shared. Words deserted him, and he momentarily forgot everything. His sorrow. His pain. His despair. They all disappeared in the wonder of this moment. Giddy with euphoria, his hand subconsciously stretched to rub his daughter's head. "Ira, she's my daughter? Zain Adeel's daughter, Zara Zain Adeel?" Even at this moment, he still found it hard to believe such a wonderful creature was his and his Ira's creation. Naira stiffened. Her heart wildly pounded in her chest at the sight of Zain's emotional state. 'He...he won't take them away from me, would he?' She loved her children. They were her world and the light in her life. Though she never had the intention of hiding their existence f
Naira trembled. The intensity of the man's eyes rendered her speechless. For as long as she could remember, Naira had only seen a gentle and tolerant look in the blue orbs. It was that look of accommodating and fulfilling her every wish that had infuriated her. Though it was as gentle as water, it was also as shallow as a puddle. In that look, she had never felt any security. The only feeling she had perceived from it was the fragile concern of a wanna-be brother that could shatter and disperse with the kiss of a gentle breeze. However, this time Zain's eyes bespoke of a truth she was too scared to accept, lest it turned out to be a manifestation of her deepest desires. It spoke of a strong determination and a firm resolve that wouldn't bend under any blow. "A complete family? Zain, what kind of a complete family do you wish to give our children? In case you forgot, we are divorced!" Though her heart ached, Naira grabbed his hands and removed them from her cheeks. "And just so yo