Dekhe Zara Zara Novels & Stories

How do I tell her that her real identity is not of a feeble human but something powerful? Yes, Zara is not a human but one of the invincible wolves in the werewolf world, ALPHA WOLF.

“A-are you Aphrodite?” “Ha! No, my child. I appreciate the compliment, but let’s not say it too loud, lest the walls have ears.” Doctor Khe gives Zara a cryptic warning. “Oh, sorry. You look like the lady in the painting at the library.” Zara closes her eyes. “I guess she has curlier hair.” “That’s an interesting observation, Zara.” Doctor Khe finally takes off her coat, laying it against the back of her chair, and moves to the side of the bed. “Thank you for sharing.”

Zara’s POV “KEEP THE ENTHU NOTCHING UP, BABES AND DUDS COZ MY LI’L EYE CAN SPOT THE BIRTHDAY QUEEN FINALLY WALKING UP TOWARDS THE STAGE !!!!” the anchor shouted out while the crowd roared back excitedly. “ZARA ! ZARA ! ZARA !” “ZARA ! ZARA ! ZARA !” “ZARA ! ZARA ! ZARA !” I waved at the cheering crowd as I strode towards the stage and narrowed my eyes when I saw the Amber Alpine Pack wolves look at me with vicious looks and smug smiles.

I gulped hard, and lady Delia smiled at the child who stared at her like a statue with no atom of happiness. I felt sorry for the poor girl, but there were lots of questions running through my mind, and I needed answers to it. Firstly, who is Zara? Where are her parents? Why was she locked up here? How did she end up crippled? Why is she dumb? Gosh! I have many questions. "I know that you are very curious, but Zara's life is a long and sad story that no one would wish to hear to witness" Lady Delia sniffed hard.

I attended all my lectures before making my way to the cafeteria to have some much-needed coffee that needed to get into my system after a hectic day. I bought a coffee and as I was about to make my way towards an empty table I saw Maverick coming towards me. I knew I couldn't talk to him any longer and I turned around ready to rush out of the cafeteria when instead I bumped into a guy spilling all my coffee on his white shirt and branded white shoes. "What the fuck?" Way to go, Arabella.

The bottle faced Harper, and the bottom faced Zara. "Yay!" Zare yelled excitedly, eyeing Harper as she probably thought of the most insane thing to ask. "Truth or dare?" Harper, rather skeptical, chose dare but with a warning. "If you'd ask me to do anything crazy, please remember that your man is here, too." Zara giggled, "I love her already!" She cleared her throat and continued. "I dare you to…take off your top and show us what color of underwear you're on…"

It's important, perhaps the highlight of my night. “Hey, Kristoff!” Zara hollers from the door in her usual high-pitched voice, a girly sort of way. She's wearing a sleek black dress that hugs her body and stops short at the beginning of her thighs. It's short, showing off her pretty hips. She gives me an air kiss, holding onto my hand as she talks. “Thank goodness you finally arrived. Jojo's been searching all over for you.”

Aron thanked her and inquired about Zea's whereabouts. "Zea left earlier today after receiving an urgent phone call," Jen informed him. "She didn't say goodbye or provide any details about where she was headed." Concern washed over Aron, but he decided to wait until morning to reach out to Zea's friends and family for assistance. In the meantime, he searched for any clues within their home, hoping to piece together her location. It was then that he noticed Zea's laptop still on the table, an open document titled "The Experiment" catching his eye.

Zara goes to the room right away and when she entered, she wondered what was going on with so many pack members in the room. “Get undressed,” Prince Deacon ordered her. “What? Why?” Zara objected, looking at all the eyes looking at her. “My parents want prove that we are consummating our marriage,” Prince Deacon said the monster in him coming forth, as he reached out and fiddled with the buttons of her Edwardian dress. “Can I at least get under the covers first?” Zara asked, stepping away from him. Prince Deacon grabbed her by her dress and pulled her back and whispered in her ear. “What did you think will happen when you make a deal with the devil?”