[Zeve’s POV] According to Lucella, Amor was fighting the poison from within and that was why he was still alive. His reasons for staying alive were indeed stronger than any poison. I should have been in his place — a person whose only reason to survive is to live. Only if I could switch our places… I walked to Lucella and hugged her. “I know you can because it’s only you who can. If there is anything I can do to help you, please let me know.” Lucella wiped off her tears, nodded with a sniffle, and went back to creating new antidotes. I sat beside Amor on the bed. His breaths were faltering, like my patience and hope. I wanted to do something for him, but what could I do? I was helpless. Seeing him impassive reminded me of myself when I was beaten by the girls of my class and left all alone in the abandoned washroom. Water flooded the floor. My back was completely cold, but my body was too numb to feel anything. I felt like it would be better if I never woke up again and th
[Zeve’s POV] “No, wait! You said it was about Alpha’s condition. Please let me know what you wanted to say...” I held Zahir’s hand. I would take any hope, any cue, any help. I would do anything to help Amor. I held back my tears. It was no time to get overwhelmed and ruin everything. “I will act on my will now and will be completely responsible for all the consequences that come with it. Please excuse us,” I told Morfan and ushered Zahir to my room. “My lady, I can’t allow that.” Morfan said, earning a glared from me. “It is about Amor’s condition. If anything happens to him because of the delay you cause, I will report you to treason. Not as a luna, but as a part of public in the werewolf public council.” I never thought the political knowledge Amor had been feeding into my mind now and then would actually come in handy. Knowing my rights not just as a person with rank also as a commoner was a necessity in this world of complex politics. “That is a huge statement you are mak
[Zeve’s POV] Thoughts seemed to have vanished, my heart became impassive, my body was trying to comprehend what my mind couldn’t. I was suddenly feverish, and a strange heat accumulated between my legs. Amor’s bare chest flashed in my memories. Him grabbing my shoulders in pain, his placing his forehead on my neck. His breaths brushing my skin. My body sensitively reacting to his every touch, my heart screaming unholy thoughts to my mind while my mind pondering all over his body, his biceps, his muscular arms, his veiny hands, his chest, his neck… I turned around, hiding my flushed face from Zahir and Morfan. My face was burning to the point I was almost sweating. Digging my teeth into my lower lips, I tensed every muscle in my body. I clenched my hands, placing them on my cleavage. My chest was rising and falling briskly as the only person, the only body in my mind was — Amor’s. The feel of his broad palm when he seized my wrist, his abs tightening when I touched him, his eye
[Zeve’s POV] It was funny how I wanted to hear his voice. A wish. It was just a simple wish to hear a ‘yes’ from him. On one hand, it hurt my soul to see him in that condition and on the other hand, the situation I was put into with him elated me for no reason. Was it because of my hatred for him? Did it satisfy my scar, smoothen my wounds, seeing him helpless and dying? Maybe somewhere deep in my heart, I wanted to see the invincible and proud Alpha Amor Blaze shatter into pieces. I wanted to see his pride dwindle, see him being humiliated. Revenge was still alive, somewhere deep within me. So why was I so eager to help him? Why did just the thought of him dying shook me to my core? I could have rejected to help him. I said that I wouldn’t do it, but then why did I agree to it even when I had to go through this awkwardness of being naked with him in a pool? I have seen all sides of him on this journey so far. He had brought some unforgivable disasters into my life, but t
[Zeve’s POV] I licked my lips and partially opened my eyelids. Peeping from behind the gaps of my fingers covering my face, I walked to where Amor was lying. I shut my eyes and sat beside him. I knew I had to look up at his face, but I couldn’t help but glance between his legs and feel an unfathomable heat building in my groin. “I will never let you know about all this.” I placed my hand on his chest and teleported into the pool with him. The pool was deep, and we teleported exactly in the middle. But my thought before teleporting was where he could be treated most effectively. Through my bracelet, the blue light started diffusing in the pool. In the chaotic mind, I forgot Amor couldn’t swim on his own in that condition. He was about to drown when I reflexively hugged him. I widened my eyes. I felt goosebumps run all over my body. I hated the way electric currents ran through me when our naked bodies touched. The way my nipples hardened pressed against his chest. Blushing
[Zeve’s POV] I teleported us back into Amor’s room, on his bed, in the royal inn almost an hour before Lucella and Morfan returned. I dried his body with a towel and changed him into his bathrobe. Even though he was the alpha of the great Aurora pack, I noticed he reused several of his clothes. Chaz never wore the same cloth a second time because clothes were not just clothes they spoke much more about the status of the person, their rank, their value in royal society. But Amor had been using the same bathrobe for as long as I knew him. Black silk with cloud patterns in grey at the hem and end of sleeves. Maybe it was because from the time I met him, he had never been at any extravagant event. Except for the time when he was in the palace, he wore royal and expensive clothes, but that too was repeated on other days. I am sure he didn’t lack money or resources for him to have a new cloth every time he blinked, so why did he wear the same clothes several times? I sat by his sid
[Zeve’s POV] I was naked with Amor in the Healer Stagnum again. But this time, I tried so hard to not feel anything because of that proximity, but was there a way to stop my heart from pounding? Was there a way to stop the bolts of currents from rushing throughout my body when our bare bodies united? Was there a way to stop my stomach from tightening and clenching, with heat rushing between my legs? If there was a way to stop feeling everything I was feeling for him… I would have mastered that already. Because I needed that art of hiding my heart, my heat, my attraction that was pulling me slowly but surely towards him. Sometimes by inches and sometimes by miles. That pull was irresistible and painful to repel. But I knew I had to stop soon before it was too late for me to return with an intact heart. Lucella’s word reminded me of my authentic place, which was nowhere in this world… especially not near Amor. Dreams were for dominants and not the doomed. I had started buildin
[Zeve’s POV] Scared, I sat on the bed. Before I could turn to look at the door… “Isolation!” My heart skipped a beat at Amor’s growl. I snapped my head in his direction. His darkened eyes bore into me. I clenched the blanket into my fists as my breath hitched. The maids left at once, lowering their heads. He stumbled and shut the door, locking it from inside. “A-Amor?” I was happy to see him back on his feet again. But my mouth dried up because of the dark aura looming around him. I felt like a prey waiting to be hunted under his scrutiny. Does he remember everything from the pool? Is he mad at me? I know how much he hated accepting others’ help? Is he mad I saved him? Nervousness pulsated in my veins as I peered at him with my flickering gaze. He didn’t say a word and trudged to me. I swiftly got down from the bed. He stepped closer while I stepped back from him. He grabbed my arm and yanked me closer. My breasts pressed against his chest as I yelped. “Ahh!” Did I do som