All Chapters of The Last Horned Queen: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Rora’s POV When I woke up again this time, my body was tied to a chair and I could barely move.“You're up.” A deep voice called out and I finally opened my eyes wide enough to take in my surroundings. I came face to face with a really old man whose eyes were similar to that of Fernanda. She looked away from me as the old man came closer to me, holding up my chin as he looked at my face, inspecting me.“You. You dare come in between my plans of making good money?” he raised his hand and hit me across the face and I felt that metallic tang of blood in my mouth.Fernanda flinched where she stood but she didn't do anything to stop him.“My useless daughter over here couldn't even do anything right. All I needed her to do was make sure that those useless friends of hers were captured by my men and be across the border to their new homes before the day ended but what did she do? She got it all messed up.”He turned and sneered at her and she flinched again as if he was going to hit her.

Zayn's POV “You'd better treat her and fast before I rip your fucking head off your neck,” I yelled at the trembling doctor, who was trying his best to stabilise Rora. We had gotten on the plane and she had calmed down but her heart was still racing quite a bit. I felt like I was going to die from fear of losing her while on the plane. We arrived back at the pack and I arranged for the car to pick us up at the gate and take us to the pack hospital. I had been there ever since and refused to leave the room as they treated her even when they begged me to. Someone knocked on the door and I turned my head to see Stephan standing there, frowning at me. Who the hell was he frowning at? I had more to say to him. I stormed out of the room and from the corner of my eye, I could tell how relieved the doctors were with my absence. “Explain yourself,” I said to him immediately after I was out of the room. “What do you mean by that?” he asked with his brow raised and I wanted to punch him

Rora’s POVFernanda wouldn’t stop hovering around me for the next few days. Every time I opened my eyes, she was there, cleaning something, fixing the sheets, or peeling fruits I didn’t even like. It was… exhausting and endearing at the same time.The morning after everything happened, she sat at the foot of my bed, eyes glassy with tears but smiling softly.“Thank you, Rora. You didn’t have to do what you did. But you did.”I looked away because emotions were annoying, and tears made me feel weak. “Don’t make a big deal out of it. I just didn’t want you dead when I knew you were just a pawn. Or your mother. That’s all.”She laughed quietly and wiped at her cheeks anyway. “You’re impossible.”“Yeah, so I’ve been told.”The days that followed blurred together, rest, medicine, arguments between healers about my progress, Zayn walking in and out like he owned the place. Which, technically, he kind of did. He’d always stand by the window, pretending not to watch me while pretending that I

Rora’s POV It was dark everywhere when I finally got up from the floor. I felt groggy and like my head was really heavy.“What the hell happened?” I asked no one in particular as I trudged to the bed. A sharp pain shot through my head again and I stumbled to the floor, clutching my head tightly.“Aira,” I called out weakly, hoping that she would answer this time but nothing.I felt my vision blurring again. I can't fall unconscious again. I willed myself to stay up and just in that moment, shattered glass filled my entire room. My eyes were instantly alert, darting to the window to see that someone was standing there. He was dressed in all black and he had a small knife in his hands. He hadn't seen me there on the floor. His eyes looked from the bed and I could see the slight narrowing of his brows as to where I was. I took that opportunity to grab his legs, bringing him down to the floor with me.His back hit the floor with a thud and he let out a yelp. I took this opportunity t

Rora’s POV He pulled away from me and I couldn't help but shake uncontrollably as I came down from my high. He winced as he adjusted himself in his trousers, looking like it hurt to keep his dick in his pants for so long.I got up from the bed and adjusted myself, kneeling to face his crotch.He watched in silence, the sounds of our breathing filling the room as I pulled down his zipper.“You don't have to return the favour.” he grabbed my hand to stop me but I just looked up at him and smiled, taking his hand away from my wrist and continuing with what I was doing.I unbuckled his trousers and pushed them down. His dick sprang free and my eyes went wide at the sheer size.“Are you sure this is going to fit inside me?” I asked, my voice squeaking towards the end.He threw his head back, laughing at me and I could feel my face redden.I gripped his dick harder and he stopped laughing, whining from the pain.“That's what I thought. You should know that I'm the one in charge now and wit