บททั้งหมดของ The Lost Daughter of Blood Moon: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Zephyra It is a dark and humid night here in the City of Mexico and I am dealing with one of the small-time drug dealers, that we leant a large sum of money to, we gave him six months to pay us back the money; it will now be going onto a year, we have sent some of our, let me see… how can I say this? Our “passive” negotiators to allow him to pay in instalments, which he has not kept to and that is why I am here instead of being out with my friends and having a ball of a time on a Friday night. My men were waiting in the Jeep and I was here on my own; the drug dealer was a short middle-aged man, with slight stubble on his face and a bald patch on his head, he had a gold ring for every finger, a gold plated Rado watch and two thick gold chains on his neck, he looked like a mini jewellery store just waiting to be robbed. His dressing style looked like something out of the sixties, a silk shirt with too much print, buttoned down and a polyester coat and formal p

ZephyraI woke up and the sun was up and burning bright through my window; I loved having a big window above my head so that the natural light could freshen and brighten my room; most of my room was pretty basic, with a King-sized bed and a fluffy black rug, a white desk with a desk lamp and my laptop, I groaned in agony as it dawned on me that it was going to be another scorching day in the wonderful Mexico City. I got up and got dressed for training, tying my hair up into a high messy bun and slipping on a pair of black tights and a grey vest; walking into the dining hall I felt all eyes on me, it was weird; the pack was not looking at me in disappointment or disgust but in admiration, I knew they liked me, but this felt different and guilty to admit but I liked it. I grabbed a slice of toast and spread some strawberry jam on it and walked out back for my training, all the while those eyes watched my every movement. I shook my head; something was seriously

Zephyra I stormed into the pack house and grabbed Olivia by her skimpy shirt and slammed her against the wall “let Toni and his family go! Your problem is me. I see that now!”   Olivia laughed and then tsked at me “I would not be making demands if I were in your position Zephyra” she looked over my shoulder and smirked, I turned and looked in the same direction and there was Toni; bound by his hands and legs. He had cuts and bruises on his face and body, I let go of Olivia and rushed to Toni, tears welling up in my eyes.   “Toni where is Alba?” He looked at me, his eyes looked lifeless and that scared me   “They took her away from me, they won’t tell me whether she is alive or dead; I can’t feel our bond anymore and my heart is scared Zephyra…”   I stood up and clenched my fist; I looked Olivia dead in the eye.   “What do you want from me?”

NathanI was enjoying getting to know the more friendly side of my mate, whether she acknowledged the bond between us; I was falling for her and falling hard, this nagging question in my mind, where the fuck was her date? Was that her boyfriend? I had to go out on a limb and ask her, “sooooo, Z; where is your boyfriend?”I asked and Zephyra was stunned “What boyfriend bruh?” “The one you came here with Z!” “I came here with my friend, youuuuu assumed he was my boyfriend” She giggled it was like music to my ears, her cute giggle made me feel all warm and fuzzy; when she held my bicep firmly and looked deep into my eyes, I got lost in her hazel eyes, I could see my life with this gorgeous specimen right here! We leaned in for a kiss, just as my lips were inches from hers, Ron squealed 

ZephyraI woke up at the crack of dawn; I had never felt so alive and at peace… I turned in the arms of my mate, my true love and played with his hair while he slept; he looked so at peace here next to me. I relived the scenes from last night in my head as I touched my mark. I closed my eyes to fall right back off to sleep in his arms; I started experiencing flashbacks of a woman that looked a lot like Olivia jumping through a window with a bundle that was concealed away in her arms. I could hear a woman’s scream and cry; she sounded like a heart broken mother, I woke up sweating; I looked in Nates direction and he was still sound asleep. I sat on the chair outside on the balcony and tried to figure out what these dreams or flashbacks meant. Why did this woman’s cry in my dream make me pine for her and I cannot even recall her face clearly. I had to find my answers; but I first had to go to Czech Republic to meet Antoni