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Zoe just shrugs her shoulders while saying. “ Well, I have his consent and you know with my experience with men they only like me because I'm Zoe Bautista, The Dark Angel of Victoria's Secrets. Once they get what they want, fame, and sex then I'm all left alone. Anyways, aren't you happy I'm finally tying the knot?” Zoe pouted her lips while staring at me. “ Of course! congratulations! I am so happy for you Zoe.” I hugged her tight and kissed her cheeks.

“I mean, look at you. That new hairstyle? The face, the way you talk now... even the way you move. It’s scary. You two could pass for identical twins.” Zoe chuckled. She used her finger to pop open the cap on the bottle of alcohol between them. Diego smiled. “There she is. The real Zoe.” She took a drink, wiped her mouth, and let out a small burp. “Sorry,” she said, laughing. “It just happened.”

Part One: Zachariah Hunter ZOE My name is Zoe Daniels, and on the day I turned eighteen, I became an Only Fans model. My mother, who had just lost her husband a few years ago and was still reeling from the aftermath of taking care of an only daughter who was very rebellious, lost it. Without batting an eyelid, she gave me a choice. If I was going to become an Only Fans model, then I wasn't going to do it under her roof.

ISAIAH That got me excited. I hadn’t even thought about finding out the gender until now, and it finally got Zira to look at Doctor Callie before slowly turning to me. Zira got up from the bed, refusing my help, and took the towelette from a table. She began wiping the liquid from her belly as Doctor Callie waited for our answer. “I already know the gender,” Zira whispered. “It’s a boy.” Did she just say a boy? Those words echoed in my head as if I needed to repeatedly say it to believe it.

She looked fucking hot. Zoe, on the other hand, was all softness and allure in pink. Her outfit gave her a delicate, accenctuating her princess-like appearance. Her long icy blonde hair fell freely down her back almost reaching the him of her tiny skirt. She was fucking beautiful too. Those juicy pouty lips begged to be kissed. They were both impossible to ignore. Before my dick betrayed me any further, I forced myself to focus on the situation at hand. “So what’s exactly the plan?” I asked King Chad.

who doesn't have gender to be defined by. "If it behooves you," Zir responded with a soft smile. Zir eyes locking with mine. "Then fine, I suppose I see no harm." Zir spun on their heel, backed up and gave me some space. "I'm gender neutral. So yes, I don't have a gender."

She stands, and the pack erupts into cheers. "Alpha! Luna!" they chant, their voices rising in unison, as if they hadn’t tried to tear us down just weeks ago. My lips curl in amusement, but I say nothing. Let them cheer. Zoe steps forward next, her brown hair braided down her back, her expression calm but guarded. She kneels, speaking her vow as Beta Female, her voice carrying strength despite the lingering pain in her eyes. I know what she’s lost—four unborn children, ripped away before they could even take a breath. No one should have to bear that.

She scrutinized my body with her penetrating gaze. "Put your hands on the wall," she ordered. I promptly turned, placing my hands against the wall. I felt her gloved hands trailing along my back, exploring my body, before eventually settling on my buttocks. She grasped and manipulated them, then abruptly inserted a finger into my vagina, twisting it. "What's your name?" she inquired. "Z-Zelda," I stuttered, feeling incredibly uncomfortable. "Your name is Zoe here, to conceal your identity. Not only that, but your role is to dance for the clients. They are strictly forbidden from touching you," she explained.

Hana's voice slowly turned to sobs, “Don't they know how it feels like a happy day suddenly turns into a day full of sorrow. God, I hate February 14th. " Hana's sobs grew louder and louder. Zoe could only stare at Hana's shoulders shaking with sobs. Awkwardly, Zoe's hand went up, tapped Hana on the shoulder repeatedly, trying to calm down her parent's former employer. Yes, Zoe is the daughter of a gardener who used to work at the Hana family residence. Every weekend, Zoe would help her parents at Hana's house. That's when Zoe first met Hana.

Zoe asked Devin with a cold look in her eyes, she was a generally reserved person, the twenty nine year old was well known throughout the pack for her fierce fighting skills and her cold exterior, she hardly ever socialised with anyone other than her mate, Michael and her sister Aubrey. From what I’d heard, she wasn’t always like this, but after her mother died when she was sixteen, her father went crazy and ended up attacking her and in the process ripped her abdomen open, she was lucky to have survived the attack but it turned out that her reproductive organs had been severely damaged, thus leaving her unable to have children.