CHAPTER THREE
ZOEY
I groaned as I felt a sharp pain in my head, and my body ached with tiredness. I forced my eyes open, and I blinked at the unfamiliar room that looked like a kind of prison cell. Fear filled my heart and I sat up. Where am I?
Before I could make sense of anything, I was suddenly pushed back on the bed and a strong hand wrapped around my throat, cutting off my air. I gasped in panic as I struggled to free myself but I couldn’t.
“W-Who… are you?” I choked out in a very low voice.
My eyes met his and for a second, I noticed how beautiful his eyes were but that didn’t matter, not when they were filled with anger and not when he was squeezing the life out of me.
I could feel that he could end me in a second if he really wanted to and yet, for some reason, he hadn’t.
Was he playing with me?
“Tell me why I shouldn’t kill you now?” He asked smoothly, “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t end your life, you disgusting vampire.”
Vampire?
What was he talking about? My head spun as I tried to understand what he was talking about.
“I’m not a vampire,” I tried to sound calm, even though he was still squeezing the life out of me, making my lungs burn.
“Don’t you dare lie to me when you’re showing me your nasty fangs,” he frowned and tightened his grip on my neck, making me gasp.
Fangs? I didn’t have fangs. I’m a wolf, that I was sure. To clarify my doubts, I called on Frankie in my head.
“Frankie, what is he talking about? Why do I have fangs?” I asked her, and I could hear how loud my heart was pounding. I waited for Frankie’s response but I didn’t hear from her. Where was she when I needed her the most?
“I’m not a vampire. Let me go and I’ll show you. I promise I’m a wolf like you. I’m from m…,” I stopped myself before I could tell him about my pack because I didn’t want him to go asking about me and I definitely didn’t want Kelvin to know of my whereabouts.
He narrowed his eyes and released his grip just a little bit, “Give me a chance to show you, I’m a wolf.” I tried to convince him.
He finally let go and moved back to give me space. I muttered a thank you and scrambled up to my feet. I wasn’t used to having a wolf and I didn’t know how to shift but I tried to do it. Surprisingly, it didn’t work.
I tried again but nothing was working. What was going on?
“Are you playing with me?” He asked, looking like he was about to lash out at me.
“N..no, I promise, I’m telling the truth. I’m a wolf.” I pleaded with him.
“Then show me!” He yelled and my whole body trembled in response to his anger.
I closed my eyes and tried again. “Frankie please. Please come out,” I pleaded with my wolf but she was as silent as dead.
“How dare you toy with me?!” He growled and he grabbed me by my throat and squeezed hard. “Do you think you can fool me into believing that you’re a wolf? What do you take me for?!”
I could feel the anger radiate through him and his eyes blazed with fury. I swallowed hard as I thought about what he was going to do to me. I couldn’t understand why my wolf refused to show up.
“Please..” I pleaded as tears rolled down my cheeks.
My tears seemed to annoy him as his eyes darkened and it frightened me, and I closed my eyes, expecting my death but after a moment, I felt nothing and when I opened my eyes, I saw him staring at me.
Before I could get the chance to think about it, I heard the door open. “Alpha,”
Alpha?
He’s an Alpha?
If I was right, he’s Alpha Graham of Silvercrest pack! What was I doing here? How did I get in his pack?
“What do you want, Beta Ronald?” The man, whom I now knew to be Alpha Graham, asked, and there was irritation evident in his voice but fortunately, he had released his hold just enough for me to breathe.
“We’ve discovered four bodies. The vampires killed four of our pack members and I think they did that to send a message,” Beta Ronald explained and I swallowed in fear as I felt my heart racing.
Alpha Graham turned to me and tightened his grip on my neck as if he was pouring his anger on me.
“I have a feeling that we have something that belongs to them and they want it by all means. I wonder what it is.” Beta Ronald continued.
“It’s her.” Alpha Graham said in a low voice that sent chills down my spine. “She’s an important vampire to the vampire lord and he wants her badly.”
“The best thing to do is to send her back inorder to protect the members of this pack. We can’t risk starting a war.” Ronald tried to reason with Alpha Graham, and I hoped that he’d send me away but he was as adamant as ever.
“I will do no such thing,” he spat, “if they want her, then they should come and get her. I’m not scared of war.” He declared and it sounded like he was ready for anything.
My heart raced as I watched him. I didn’t know what was going on in his head and I could only hope that it’d be to my favour. “Keep her locked up in this cell, then we’ll wait for their attack.” He said, released me from his hold and walked away.
I scrambled away from him until my back hit the wall and then I gasped for breath. I had no idea what was going on, but I knew that I didn’t want to get involved with the vampires as they were dangerous.
Lily & Viktor – A Promise of Forever (Zoey’s POV)“You’re late,” Lily whispered, eyes wide as I slipped into the small clearing. She looked breathtaking in a simple cream gown, her hair twisted into soft curls that caught the light like spun gold.“I’m so sorry. Hope kept me,” I said, grinning as I hugged her. “You’re glowing. Like…literally glowing.”Lily rolled her eyes, but her cheeks flushed pink. “It’s just the moonlight.”“No,” I teased. “It’s the vampire fiancé.”Before she could answer, Viktor stepped out from behind a tree. He wore a dark suit that looked pristine, every line sharp and perfect. But the moment his gaze landed on Lily, his whole face softened.The infamous vampire king, reduced to pure awe.“Are you ready?” he asked her quietly, offering his hand.Lily exhaled, nerves flickering across her face before she placed her fingers in his. “I am now.”They walked toward the stone arch at the center of the clearing. It wasn’t a grand ceremony, no crowd, no trumpets. Ju
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY ONEEPILOGUEZoey’s POV)“Stop trying to climb out of the basket,” I said, laughing as Hope wiggled her tiny body like a determined pup.Morning sunlight spilled across the meadow outside the Alpha house. We’d brought a small woven basket filled with toys, thinking it would keep her entertained while Graham and I shared a quiet breakfast. Instead, she had decided the grass beyond was far more interesting.Graham leaned down and caught her before she could topple over the edge. “You’re just like your mother,” he teased. “Never stays where she’s put.”I threw a berry at him. It bounced off his shoulder and landed in the grass. “You’re worse. You always follow me when I run.”“That’s not worse,” he said with a grin, settling Hope back in the basket. “That’s loyalty.”Hope kicked her chubby legs, squealing with delight. Her laughter filled the meadow like music. I felt the sound settle deep in my chest, a soft reminder of everything we had fought for.Across
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTYZOEY“Look at her, Graham,” I whispered, brushing a curl of dark hair from Hope’s forehead. “She’s growing too fast.”We sat on the wide porch of the Alpha house, the morning sun spilling over the valley. Hope was lying between us on a soft blanket, kicking her tiny feet in the warm light. Beyond the porch, the forest shimmered in shades of gold and green, alive with the calls of birds and the faint hum of workers finishing the last repairs.“She’s not even crawling yet,” Graham said, though his eyes never left her. “You’re the one growing too fast.”I laughed softly and leaned my head against his shoulder. “You sound just like Hannah.”“She’s right,” he murmured. His arm wrapped around me, strong and sure. “I don’t ever want to miss a single moment.”Hope squealed, tiny fists waving in the air. Graham reached down and let her grab his finger. Her grip was small but fierce, and his entire face softened. For a man who had faced wars and betrayals, he melte
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY NINE (Zoey’s POV)“Is this really happening?” I whispered as we followed Graham down the quiet hall. My voice sounded small against the stone walls.“It’s happening,” Graham said, but his hand was tight around mine. “Viktor swore the ritual is safe.”The room smelled faintly of lavender and old wood. Luna Velma lay on a low bed, silver hair spread across the pillow like moonlight. She looked peaceful, too peaceful. My chest squeezed. I had seen her many times like this, always still, always untouchable. But tonight felt different.Hannah and Lily were already inside, standing near the wall with worried eyes. Viktor waited at the foot of the bed, his tall frame lit by soft candlelight. His crimson eyes flickered toward us, unreadable.“Are you ready?” Viktor asked Graham quietly.“No,” Graham said, his voice low but steady. “But we have to do this.”Viktor nodded once and looked at me. “You stay close to him. The magic is powerful, but it will not harm yo
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY EIGHT(Zoey’s POV)“Careful,” Graham warned for the tenth time that morning as I stepped out of our bedroom.I rolled my eyes but smiled. “I’m walking, not wrestling rogues.”He stayed close anyway, his arm brushing mine as we entered the main hall. The scent of roasted meat and warm bread filled the air. The dining room had been rearranged to fit more people, but the long tables were still half empty. So many warriors were out helping with repairs.I adjusted the baby in my arms. Our daughter slept peacefully, her tiny fingers curling around the edge of the soft blanket Hannah had made. The sound of hammers and saws came faintly from outside, music of a pack rebuilding.Ronald was already at the table, his sleeves rolled up, dried mud streaked across his jaw. “Morning, Alpha. Luna.” His eyes softened when he looked at the baby. “Morning, little star.”“Ronald,” I said with a laugh. “You’re the only warrior I know who coos at a baby.”He shrugged. “She de
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY SEVEN“Zoey, breathe. Slow and steady.”Hannah’s voice cut through the pain as another contraction ripped through me. I clutched the side of the bed, sweat dripping down my face. My heart raced, but I forced myself to inhale and exhale like she taught me.“I’m breathing,” I panted, gripping the blanket so hard my knuckles turned white. “It just… hurts!”“You’re doing amazing,” Lily said, kneeling beside Hannah. Her eyes were wide but determined. “The baby is almost here. Graham will be back any second.”Another sharp wave made me cry out. Hannah pressed a cool cloth to my forehead. “You’re strong, Zoey. Just a little longer.”The tent smelled of herbs and warm cloth. Outside, voices murmured and feet rushed past. The battle was over. The council was meeting. Viktor and his warriors were preparing to return to their lands. Peace was finally ours, but right now, all I could focus on was the life trying to come into the world.The flap of the tent burst open