LOGINZoraya
“I, Jayden Cole, reject you as my mate!”I wondered what he meant by what he said, but I was hit by a strange surge of pain as soon as his words landed. I could barely breathe, and my heart raced like I had been running.What is happening?I wondered as I stared at the man who I had come to realize from his words that his name was Jayden.Why do I feel so affected by what he said?As soon as he was done saying whatever he had to say, he turned to leave, but I couldn’t let him leave while I was in no condition to help Zara.She needed me now more than ever, but the pain in my chest made me feel so weak that I could barely move.'Zo..ra..ya!'Zara's sudden call pulled me out of my thoughts and every pain I felt seemed to have vanished as I rushed to her and held her.'Down!' she screamed and l looked down to see the pup was halfway.I helped her lay on her back and placed my hands on the floor as she groaned loudly. Suddenly, a blood-stained little puppy... The puppy landed on my hand.‘wow!’I exclaimed as I laid it carefully on the leaf bed I had made for Zara. I returned to her as she continued groaning painfully. I leaped and saw that one more puppy was to follow. The groaning continued as more puppies popped out of her.Zara became quiet after I took out three more puppies.'Are you okay?' I asked as I noticed that she was trying to get up.She gestured towards the leaf bed where I had the pups laid out. 'The puppies, they aren't moving,' Zara tried to go to them. I went towards them and tried to make them move, but they weren't.‘Are they not moving?’ I repeated as I went back to take a look.I touched each of them and found out they were so cold. I ran towards the bush to bring back more grass. I covered them immediately.Jayden, who had been standing there staring amazingly at me as I helped Zara deliver her puppies. He finally decided to help as he probably noticed that I was trying to keep them warm. He picked one of the puppies and stroked it with his hand moving up and downward on its body.Even though I didn’t know what he was doing or why, I believe that he is trying to help and that is what we need. We need as much help as we can get as we both can’t save the five puppies at the same time.I grabbed one puppy and did as Jayden was doing to the other. We continued this until they felt warm and moved.I jumped happily and placed both puppies beside Zara who was now lying on her side. She looked weak and exhausted.‘Don’t worry, Zara, the pups will be fine.’She didn’t respond at first, but when I moved to go to the other pups, she spoke. Her voice sounded so weak that I could argue that Zara didn’t just speak if she hadn’t just spoken in my presence.‘It’s no use. They’re gone.’What?My hands fell to my side as her words sank in. I tried to understand where the tiny pups could have gone.‘Huh?’‘They’re cold.’ she repeated.‘Why?’ I asked no one in particular.Why did this have to happen with Zara’s pups? I couldn’t help but wonder what went wrong.‘Take care of yourself, Zoraya,’ her voice was barely audible.‘Why? Won’t you be there to take care of me as always?’ I went close to her and held her as I needed to figure out why she sounded so weak.Could it be the death of her pups?‘We have two pups to take care of Zara, you need to be strong for us, okay?’I brushed my hand through her fur and I felt her hardened breath. My heart was gripped with fear as I wondered why she was breathing so heavily.‘I will always be with you.’ she replied now faintly. ‘Stay safe and stay together, you three.’I knew she was talking about myself and the two surviving pups when she said all three of us should take care of each other. What I do not understand is why she wants us to take care of each other.‘We’ll stay together with you as always.’ I retorted immediately.Zara didn’t speak anymore. I thought she agreed to stay with us. I thought I managed to convince her to stay back, but I was completely wrong. I didn’t even realize what had happened until Jayden voice snapped me to reality.“She’s gone,” he stated seriously.Gone? Where?What does he mean by gone? Where could she possibly go when she is still right here in front of me?“She’s dead,” he replied, as if he could read the confusion on my face.Dead?I tried to ask myself what that word meant and why Jayden used it now, but nothing came to mind until I noticed the lack of movement in Zara. I tapped her gently, hoping that the lack of movement was because she was tired, but Zara still didn’t move even after I tapped her continuously.‘Why isn’t she moving?’ I tried to ask Jayden, but he didn’t seem to understand what I was saying. ‘Zara, please open your eyes.’ I screamed at the top of my voice, but there was no response.“Quit barking so loudly, she’s dead!” Jayden yelled at me.What did he say? Dead? Didn’t he say that to Zara’s lifeless pups? Why would he use that same word for Zara when she wasn’t lifeless? Didn’t he hear her speak a minute ago? Why would he say that she’s dead?I shook Zara but she still didn’t move. Is she really dead?No! Zara can’t die.She’s the only family I have. How can she leave without me? I screamed out loud as I cried out in pain. Why did this have to happen now?“You should go back,” Jayden muttered as he moved to leave. He seemed to have remembered that we had fled the house because something called fire caused an uproar. “This is the last time I’ll help you!”MelodyAs the soft golden rays of everything light poured into the chamber, spilling across the polished wooden floor and casting warmth on everything it touched. I stood near the wardrobe, my hands brushing carefully through fabrics, each more delicate than the next. Behind me, Zoraya sat quietly on the bed, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of the simple gown she had been wearing since yesterday. She was watching me, her eyes full of questions, but she said nothing.I pulled out a three-quarter loose-fitted denim trouser, soft but strong, and held it up to her. “This one,” I murmured to myself more than to her. “Simple, but beautiful. Something you will feel comfortable in.”She tilted her head curiously, as though trying to guess what I was about to do with the cloth. When I turned back to her, I couldn’t help but smile at the innocence in her gaze. She was like a child, learning the simplest things for the first time, even though she was grown and soon to be a mother herself
Melody There are moments in a mother’s life that lodge themselves so deeply in the heart they feel like sacred treasures. Today, I gathered such a moment, and I knew I would never let it go. I watched Zoraya, my daughter, my blood, stand in front of Estrella’s cage and face her without trembling. She had not cowered. She had not lowered her eyes. She had stood tall, her hand resting protectively on her swollen belly, and she had stared the demon of her past in the face without breaking. That alone filled me with a joy so overwhelming that I could barely contain it. My body practically hummed with the energy of it. I wanted to laugh, to sing, to dance barefoot in the palace corridors as if I were a girl again. My daughter was living as she should, she was no longer a shadow, she was no longer a broken soul, but a young woman who was slowly piecing herself together. She was Darya, my daughter and she was finally starting to become exactly that. Estrella’s face travele
ZorayaThe air in the dungeon was thick and damp, the kind of air that clung to your skin and made it impossible to forget where you were. The scent of blood, rusted metal, and the faint tang of mildew lingered like a memory you couldn’t wash away. My feet made almost no sound on the cold stone floor as I followed Queen Melody deeper inside, the torchlight flickering against the damp walls and casting shadows that danced like ghosts in the corners of my eyes.And then… I saw it.The cage.For a heartbeat, I froze where I stood. My breath caught in my throat so sharply it hurt, my fingers curling into the fabric of my dress without me realizing it.It was the same kind of cage I had grown up in. Every sharp, cold bar was a mirror of the prison that had defined my childhood.A narrow, box of steel that offered no comfort, no dignity, and no space to breathe.I could feel it all over again… the aching knees, the stiffness in my back, the way my ribs pressed against metal when I tried
ZorayaThe air in the dungeon was thick and damp, the kind of air that clung to your skin and made it impossible to forget where you were. The scent of blood, rusted metal, and the faint tang of mildew lingered like a memory you couldn’t wash away. My feet made almost no sound on the cold stone floor as I followed Queen Melody deeper inside, the torchlight flickering against the damp walls and casting shadows that danced like ghosts in the corners of my eyes.And then… I saw it.The cage.For a heartbeat, I froze where I stood. My breath caught in my throat so sharply it hurt, my fingers curling into the fabric of my dress without me realizing it.It was the same kind of cage I had grown up in. Every sharp, cold bar was a mirror of the prison that had defined my childhood.A narrow, box of steel that offered no comfort, no dignity, and no space to breathe.I could feel it all over again… the aching knees, the stiffness in my back, the way my ribs pressed against metal when I tried
MelodyThe battle was over, but my heart was still racing. The scent of blood lingered in the air, mixing with the charred smell of destruction, and even though the palace had been secured, I couldn’t rest. Not yet. My family was my heartbeat, and until I saw each one of them with my own eyes once again to make sure that they were truly unharmed, I would not breathe in peace.I started with Derek. He had been badly wounded during the northern assault, and the image of him bleeding was still raw in my mind. I found him in one of the large recovery chambers, the healers swarming around him with herbs and bandages. His usually mischievous eyes softened when he saw me, and I crossed the room quickly.“How are you feeling?” I asked, brushing a lock of blood-matted hair away from his face.“Like I’ve been chewed up and spat out,” Derek grinned weakly, but the smile faltered under my sharp gaze.“You scared me,” I murmured, cupping his cheek. “Don’t ever do that again.”“I didn’t plan on
MelodyThe adrenaline hadn’t quite faded when I handed Derek into the healer’s care. My hands were still slick with blood, but it was no longer from battle. It was from holding Derek. He was badly wounded and pale as he tried to insist he was fine while life drained from his shoulder.“Keep pressure here,” I told the healers, nodding at the gash that marred his ribs. “And give him wolfsbane-root elixir for the fever. He’s strong, but don’t take chances.”The healer bowed. “Yes, Your Majesty.”I took one last glance at Derek, his eyes already fluttering closed as the painkillers took hold, and turned back toward the hallway.Giovanni was nearby, bruised but unharmed. His sword still dripped with fresh blood, and his dark eyes followed me with concern.“I’m fine,” I said before he could ask. “Stay here with the king.”He started to protest. “But Mother—”“I said stay.”The words came out sharper than I intended, but he nodded, understanding the urgency. My mind was already racing ahea







