All Chapters of The Last Horned Queen: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Zayn’s POVThe door had barely shut behind her and I was still smiling like an idiot. Pathetic, really. An Alpha daydreaming about dragging someone back into his arms and ravaging them until neither of us could stand. But every time she walked away from me, she left this feeling inside me… this feeling that made it feel like my entire body was on fire and like I wanted her to be by my side every single time and no one else should have access whatsoever to her. I could still feel her lips on mine, still taste her breath, still hear the way she gasped when I grabbed her. My hands twitched at my sides, already planning all the places I’d touch her next. She would be begging for me to stop and let go of her when I get my hands on her again.I couldn't wait to show her just how much she meant to me and the lengths I would go to prove to her all my thoughts and how much I cared about her. I leaned back slightly, exhaling through my nose as that same heat raced down my spine. I had totally

Rora's POVI walked into the dining room, noting that everyone had already taken their seats and the only empty seat was the one beside Zayn. I was sceptical about sitting close to him and risking our truth coming out but he winked at me and gestured for me to.Reya loudly hugged as she noticed the seat I was about to take but I didn't pay any attention to her.The headmaid clapped her hands loudly and servants walked in, carrying trays of different delicacies and serving everyone their meals. I raised the fork to my mouth, chewing the steak and almost maiming at the lovely flavour. When I opened my eyes from savouring the food, all eyes were on me and I frowned in confusion.Stephan let out a small chuckle and so did Fernanda. “The chefs must be doing a great job if you enjoyed the meal that badly.” Zayn joked and I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me. I hadn't thought that anybody would have heard me.I kept my head down and continued eating while Zayn and Stephan discussed

Rora's POV“Hey.” Fern poked her head in my room as I was packing some books I had taken from the library at Zayn's house earlier. She looked at me weirdly and walked further into the room before picking up a book on the bed and flipping the pages open.“Weird topic to be interested in.” She joked, laughing nervously. The one she had picked talked about how to kill a werewolf but the info was false. How and why would they even have that in the library? All the methods were things Zayn's father had done to him when he was younger and hey he still was alive.“Are you planning to commit a massacre? Wait… do you want to kill Reya?” She gasped dramatically, placing her hand to her chest and we both burst out laughing our hearts out.“I'm researching to know what I truly am. That's all.” She went silent and then let out a small oh before dropping the book on the bed.“In other news and the main reason why I am here, the dance practice is about to start. That's if it hasn't started already

Zayn's POVThe sun filtered into the room and shone on her face, and she wrinkled her brow at the disturbance. A small smile graced my lips, and I pushed the hair that fell to her face aside, revelling in the beauty that had eyes for only me. I frowned as the memory of her saying she didn't want to be Luna crossed my mind and I almost got angry but Stephan's words made me act otherwise.I grabbed the duvet and got out of bed, going to the bathroom to wash myself.The water sprayed on my skin and I closed my eyes, letting it wash over me when I heard the bathroom door open.She stepped in and walked into my arms, placing her hands on my chest.I slowly open-end ky eyes and stared at her and smirked and she had that innocent look that always drove me crazy for some reason. “Hi.” She said in a small tone and I chuckled.“Hey.” I palmed her ass and she yelped, moving closer to me and my body reacted to her boobs brushing over my chest. I groaned a bit and she looked at me with a mischie

Rora’s POVI paced around my room for what felt like the hundredth time, my eyes darting from the empty space on my desk where the book had been to the bed, the shelves, the drawers. Nothing. Not even any of the notes that he had left in the book were here.I pulled my hair, the pain of it, stinging my scalp.“Shit. Shit. Shit. I hadn't understood why he sent it yet and now it's gone?”“Someone took it,” Aira murmured in the back of my mind.I rolled my eyes at the obvious statement because I wasn't so dumb as not to know where I had left it.“No shit, Sherlock. I can already tell. “She scoffed and went back to her corner in my head and I instantly felt bad but at that moment, I couldn't bother to dwell on that.I tried to calm my racing thoughts, telling myself it had to be a mistake, that maybe I had left it somewhere else. I moved the chair back under the desk, straightened the stacks of papers, and pushed the cushions on the bed into place.Just as I pushed one of the books aside